Feng Jiuer was completely unable to describe her mood at this moment in words.
She was actually raped by the noble and charming Ninth Prince in broad daylight. The most disgusting thing was that her friend was still standing not far away, watching them eagerly. No.
Not only did he not have any intention of rescuing her, but he even seemed to be waiting for something to happen to them. Very
Embarrassed, shy, and helpless.
She raised her head and didn't know whether she should look directly into the Ninth Prince's gaze. The two gazes were both cold and hot, which made her heart pound and feel very uncomfortable.
"Your Majesty..."
Um?""
You, you, why don't you just tell me what you want me to call you." As soon as these words came out, Feng Jiuer's eyebrows frowned slightly. Why?
How does it feel that I have asked this question before? Also under such a helpless request for money?
When did that happen? She was so young and so forgetful! She
I really asked you that!"
What do you like to call me?" Zhan Qingcheng asked the question without answering, but anyway, his tone was really not very good.
She wanted to say, "Of course he is called Prince." After all, he was indeed the high and mighty Prince. But
, I had an intuition that this promise would definitely make him angry, and worse, he might slap him away. So.
So, she bit her lower lip, rolled her eyes, suddenly blinked and whispered: "Nine...Uncle Emperor."
Qingcheng still didn't speak, but the moment she called out the Nine Emperors Uncle, the ice under her cold eyes that had been condensed for thousands of years finally melted away.
Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he liked to call him Uncle Nine Emperors! No.
However, since she is no longer angry...well, not that angry anymore, can you let her leave this place first?
It feels so weird to have him in my arms."
That, Jiu...Nine Emperors Uncle!" Feng Jiuer narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Nine Emperors Uncle, it's getting late, I should go back."
"Where to go back?" He wanted to take her back to the Nine Princes' Mansion. He hadn't taken this girl back to his own place for a long time. He missed the days of sleeping with her very much.
"Of course I'm going back to the academy!" Do I need to say more? There is a BBQ event in the evening, and it's getting late.
But if possible, I actually want to go back to Feng’s house to see the mute slave. She
I wonder how the mute slave is doing at home now that he has been out for so long? I haven’t seen him in more than a month.
Fortunately, Feng Qingyin was basically away from the Feng family during this period. In her absence, at least no one was always trying their best to deal with the mute slave."
Uncle Nine Emperors, you see it’s really getting late, it’s time for you to go back to the palace, right?”
"Yeah." He finally took back the hand that was supporting her head, turned around and walked out of the mountain stream.
Feng Jiu'er had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his low and magnetic figure suddenly say: "Jiu'er, follow me back to the house."
Nani? You have something wrong with your ears. Did you hear it wrong? Follow him back home? What does this mean? Feng
Jiuer turned his head to look at Qiao Mu, who shrugged, as if it was nothing to do with him. Feng
Jiu'er looked at Zhan Qingcheng's back again, he was still so cold and cold, so he must have heard what he just said correctly."
But, Uncle Nine Emperors, that..." She quickly chased after him, not because she wanted to disobey him, but because she really couldn't do it tonight!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, we defeated the students of the Forbidden Army in the fight today. We made an appointment to have something to eat at the back of the academy tonight. I...I want to go back to the academy." She
Is saying this considered disrespectful to him? But, you can’t keep your word, right?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, if you have any instructions, can I... give it to you tomorrow?"
In the past, the Ninth Prince liked to let her go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion because he wanted to suck her blood, but now that the poison in his body should have been removed, it seems unreasonable to let her go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion again. Is it difficult?
Dao, is there really any secret mission to be entrusted to her? Qiao
Mu walked behind them and couldn't help but glance at Feng Jiuer. This
Ah, I am so blessed that I don’t know how blessed I am. I want to refuse the Ninth Prince’s invitation. Don’t I want to live?
However, following the Ninth Prince is really stressful. Thinking about it, he is only suitable for watching from a distance, but don't get too close.
If you stay together every day and your heart is not strong enough, your life will be short.
Zhan Qingcheng remained silent, obviously rejecting Feng Jiuer's request.
Being powerful is different. You have to go wherever you are told, and you are not even allowed to refute! But
Yes, Feng Jiuer is not a person who compromises easily, she also cares about her integrity!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I really promised everyone that I will have a BBQ with them tonight. You can't break your promises. Uncle Nine Emperors, everything...everything should be done on a first-come, first-served basis. Can I..." Zhan
Qingcheng suddenly stopped. This move scared the two women behind him and immediately backed away, at least several steps away. He
Turning back, his displeased eyes fell on Feng Jiuer, looking at the distance between him and her. Although there were only seven or eight steps apart, the distance seemed so far away!
"Why are you afraid of me?" He narrowed his eyes.
With such a small movement, Feng Jiuer's eyes narrowed, and sweat began to form on his forehead again. He
Don't you know that the look in your eyes now is terrifying? It's like a cheetah walking in the night, staring at its prey, ready to open its mouth and swallow it in one bite at any time.
Feng Jiu'er's courage in her life was at least not too bad. She wasn't afraid of many people, but Uncle Nine Emperors was the one she was most afraid of.
As for why you are so afraid, the devil knows!"
You... are the high-ranking Ninth Prince, how can you... not be afraid? Ha!" She reluctantly opened the corners of her lips and squeezed out a smile.
Something flashed through Zhan Qingcheng's mind, and she suddenly turned around and walked towards her. Again
Coming!
Qiao Mu swung away, knowing that danger was approaching. However, she, Feng Jiuer, was right in front of Uncle Nine Emperors. Where could she hide? Cang
God, can’t I let her go? The pressure on my heart has finally become less, and now, I have to start getting nervous again!”
Uncle Nine Emperors, I didn’t mean to disobey your orders, but everything should come first, and I did promise them first.”
Although she was still scared, she managed to calm down.
It's not that she is stubborn, but that she really hates breaking promises to others.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, if there is something urgent, if it is really related to the safety of the country, Jiu'er will take care of it immediately."
"But..." She hesitated for a moment, then said: "If it's not an urgent matter, can I... go to the palace later?" Why?
Well, in my impression, when the Nine Emperors Uncle asked her to go to the Nine Princes' Mansion, there would usually be nothing serious?
Alas, what do you think of the noble Nine Emperors Uncle? Is the powerful Ninth Prince so boring?
However, seeing the Ninth Prince approaching her, the strong pressure finally made Feng Jiuer's courage collapse bit by bit...
