"Why do you have to go?" Although Zhan Qingcheng did not continue to refuse, it was obvious that he did not agree. "
If you want to see me, you can meet me when I return in triumph, so there is no need to rush."
Of course, when he thought about being separated for several months, he felt a little disappointed for no reason. However, the battlefield was ruthless, and that kind of life was not something she could live. See.
She still looked angry and unwilling, and Zhan Qingcheng subconsciously lowered his voice to appease her: "When I come back, you will live in the Ninth Prince's Mansion, so that we can see each other day and night."
Feng Jiuer really wanted to pick up the teapot and smash it on his head. What did this guy mean? Is she such a lecherous person? Although
Although it is indeed pleasing to the eye to see such a handsome man like Uncle Nine Emperors every day, but facing Uncle Nine Emperors every day will make my heart unbearable. Think about it.
Think about it, your life is still at stake.
By the way, why did Uncle Nine Emperors talk to her as if she would die if she left him? She is not such a pervert."
I don’t want to see Uncle Nine Emperors…” “
Huh?" A certain man's eyes narrowed, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
Yu Jingfeng hurriedly coughed and reminded: "Miss Jiuer just wants to see the prince, so she insists on following the prince on the expedition, right?" Feng
Jiu'er, who has no eyesight, said that he didn't want to see Prince Nine. He was looking for death, but he actually dared to say it randomly! Feng
Jiu'er immediately realized that what she said was wrong, but that wasn't what she meant. No.
It means that she doesn't want to see the Nine Emperors Uncle, but it's not because she wants to see the Nine Emperors Uncle every day that she wants to follow him on the expedition.
Alas, why is it that the more you talk, the more convoluted it becomes, and you even get involved in it? Zhan
Qingcheng didn't seem to like this topic very much. He said indifferently: "This time it is the Yihe tribe who disrupted the border town. The soldiers of the Yihe tribe are brave and good at fighting. They are a rare and tough nation."
"So, Uncle Nine Emperors won't let me follow you because this nation is too difficult to deal with. Are Uncle Nine Emperors afraid that I will be in danger on the battlefield?"
Jiu'er bit her lip, feeling a little uneasy for no reason: "Even Uncle Nine Emperors feels dangerous. Are those Yanhe people really so ferocious?"
"Yes." This was answered by Yu Jingfeng, who said: "The Yanhe clan is said to be an extension of the ancient Meng clan. Hundreds of years ago, they came across the ocean and settled in the border town of Beimu.
Take root."
For hundreds of years, it has always been at peace with the surrounding countries, but this time, it actually destroyed two small countries in succession, and it only took half a year."
"Although those two small countries are not big, their area and population are several times that of the Yihe people. They defeated the many with less and allowed themselves to grow rapidly. I have never seen such a tough nation and warriors."
So, isn't it dangerous for Uncle Nine Emperors to go?" Jiu'er grabbed Zhan Qingcheng's big palm. He was still unconvinced just now, but now, his heart was suddenly filled with worry.
Yu Jingfeng said that he had never seen such a tough nation before. It can be seen that the soldiers of the Yihe tribe are really powerful.
The Ninth Prince's eyes finally softened completely. His emotions were not easy to fluctuate, but in front of Feng Jiu'er, he seemed to be particularly susceptible to her influence. He
He said calmly: "You can just wait for my return in the imperial city." "
But……"
Before Feng Jiuer finished speaking, several waiters came up from downstairs, lined up in a row, and served them food respectfully.
Someone moved their chopsticks, Yu Jingfeng glanced at the waiters, and then they hurriedly went downstairs.
Yu Jingfeng immediately took out the silver needle and tried every dish. He didn't notice any problems, and then he sent the chopsticks to Zhan Qingcheng."
Your Majesty, have a meal.”
How come there are so many rules when you go out?" Feng Jiu'er is used to having no rules and regulations in front of Uncle Nine Emperors, so she picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
The slave suddenly grabbed her wrist. Under Zhan Qingcheng's darkened gaze, the mute slave shook his head gently.
Jingfeng's face changed slightly: "Is there a problem?"
However, there was no ambush around, and there wasn’t necessarily anything unusual about the dishes in front of me. Haven’t they all been tried with a silver needle? If
There is really a problem, but he is completely unaware of it. That is really a crime worthy of death.
The family's eyes fell on the mute slave, but the mute slave just blinked at Feng Jiu'er, then took Jiu'er's hand, and wrote a few words on her palm with an almost cold gaze.
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The waiter’s fingernails on that shop’s hands were black.
Jiuer is a medical student. Although he is not good at using poisons, he has heard that people who are accustomed to using poisons will have a little bit of sunspot on their fingernails. This is the result of long-term contamination by poisons.
If there is no black and purple color and is a master of poison, such people do not exist, but they can be counted in one slap in the world. Just now
One of the waiters in the shop had black fingernails, but she didn't notice it at all, but the attentive mute slave noticed it.
Jiu'er glanced at Zhan Qingcheng, then at Yu Jingfeng, and said with lips: "There is a problem." Yu
Jingfeng could already guess what she meant, but which store waiter was she?
The mute slave looked at the cup of soup on the table, and everyone understood that it was the waiter who served the soup just now.
Yu Jingfeng pursed his lips, with a look of surprise on his face. He also tested the soup for a while, but the silver needle did not show any change.
At this time, another waiter came up from below and said with a smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, our store's most famous fragrant palm treasure is here, please use it slowly!"
I couldn't help but glance at his hands. These hands were clean and there were no problems on the fingernails. Again
He said that the waiter in the shop was smiling and relaxed in front of them, with no nervous expression at all.
Apparently, there shouldn't be any problem with this palm treasure, but after the waiter left, Jiu'er frowned, immediately picked up a piece of palm treasure, and wanted to throw it into his mouth.
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes darkened and he pressed her hand down. "
This palm treasure is very fragrant, I just want to try it to see what spices are in it."
Zhan Qingcheng still didn't allow it, but the mute slave took advantage of their argument to pick up a palm treasure and threw it into his mouth.
You dumb slave! Feng Jiuer glared at him with a look of disapproval. She
Her body is a bit special, and ordinary poisons have basically no effect on her. She can probably be sure that there should be no problem with the soup.
The question is whether there are other vegetables that can be mixed with some of the things in the soup and become highly toxic.
The mute slave had already eaten the food, and soon, something was written on Feng Jiuer's palm. Jiu
Zhan'er nodded, picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Eat quickly, don't talk anymore."
Qingcheng didn't say anything and consciously picked up her chopsticks to eat. Then
A cup of soup was finally drank by them when the meal was about to end.
When the four of them went downstairs, Yu Jingfeng said: "Miss Jiu'er, the master and I have to go back to the house first, so I won't see you off. Goodbye!"
