Why did Feng Jiu dare to really take off her clothes in front of the Ninth Prince? That's because, in addition to a piece of obscene clothing, she also wore a layer of skin.
This is a layer of skin made with medicine and animal skin after painstaking practice for more than a month. It sticks to the human body and is no different from the skin of a real person. She
Qiao Mu and Xiao Yingying each have a leather suit, which they don't usually wear. They only wear it when they think there might be danger. Feng
Jiu Tonight didn’t know why, but after seeing Lord Jiu during the day and taking a bath at night, he felt that he should put it on.
I don’t know why, but I just thought I should do it. Unexpectedly, it really came in handy tonight.
This leather garment, from the arms to the body, is made in one go. Even if you look at it during the day, you may not be able to see the flaws, let alone a dark night with only candlelight. She
But he didn't expect that when he saw his "male body", Uncle Nine Emperors would be so anxious that he vomited blood.
After gathering her clothes and tying her belt, she quickly walked over and took Zhan Qingcheng's wrist.
After a while, she said: "Ninth Prince, you have been overworked these days, your breath is disordered, your vitality has been seriously injured and you did not take a good rest, and your health is not good." He
He didn't speak, just stared at her face coldly. This face was completely unfamiliar, but no one could see any flaws in it.
Just like her body, it was clearly a man's body! He
His eyes were very cold, as cold as ice.
Jiu's scalp felt numb when he looked at him. He was staring at her at such a close distance. If she said she wasn't nervous, she would be lying. Otherwise, cold sweat wouldn't break out from her forehead again. Now.
Even though he was clearly a man, at such a close distance, he should have been able to see that his face was real, so why was he still staring at him?
Feng Jiu didn't dare to think too much. She let go of Zhan Qingcheng's wrist and looked at the blood stains on his lips. She endured it, but she still couldn't. She pulled the brocade scarf from somewhere and wiped away the blood stains on his lips.
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My lord, if you don’t mind it, could I prescribe you some medicine?”
How could his body be in such a state of loss? His blood was low, his vitality was severely damaged, his heart was damaged, and his whole body was depleted of energy. He was like a machine that had been running for too long. Because he had not rested for too long, all the parts had problems.
.Can
He still looked so tough and domineering, and he didn't seem to have any problems at all.
This guy is obviously so exhausted, but he keeps holding on in front of outsiders.
"How long has it been since your lord...that you had a good rest?" He said.
Still didn't speak, just looked at her coldly.
After all, Uncle Nine Emperors is not a talkative person to begin with. In fact, in most cases, he doesn't like to talk at all.
"How about I make some medicine for you?" Because she suspected that even if she wrote the prescription, he would not take it back, let alone let someone else prepare the medicine for herself.
"I'll be back as soon as I go, half an hour at most... no, two sticks of incense, okay?"
The other party still didn't say anything. Fengjiu had no choice but to take off the coat on the screen and put it on casually. She immediately went out and went to the pharmacy.
The west wing is separate. Although everyone usually eats together, the east and west wings have separate dining rooms.
Feng Jiu just didn't expect that when she took the medicine and fried it in the dining room, the black figure walked in from the door.
He was wearing black clothes, which was a color he didn't like very much before. He preferred pure white.
The black dress he wears now is actually quite good-looking, wild and sexy, and it fully exposes his good figure.
The only thing that makes people feel a little uncomfortable is that people look even more lonely and arrogant."
Aren't you going to rest in your room?" Feng Jiu took the opportunity to look back at him while cooking the medicine, fearing that this guy would suddenly do something again.
Who can guess what the Nine Emperors Uncle is thinking when he does something? No one knows what shocking things he will do next. War
Qingcheng did nothing, just stood behind her, staring at her back in a daze.
Those cold eyes were still without much warmth, but Feng Jiu found that when he looked at her back, his eyes seemed to have softened a lot, at least, not so cold.
Is it because he likes to look at her figure because her figure is so similar?
It's been half a year, and Uncle Nine Emperors...has never given up, has he?
Feng Jiu was a little helpless. It was not just a short time to cook the medicine. The time just mentioned for two sticks of incense was barely enough.
Of course, the medicine needs to be simmered for a while, so that the medicine juice will be thicker and the medicine will be more effective.
She searched around the dining room and finally found a stool and moved it to him. Feng Jiu said softly: "My lord, you have indeed overworked yourself. If you can, please rest more."
The dull gourd still didn't speak, but he was obedient and sat down on the stool she brought.
Yes, as soon as I sat down, there was a grunting sound.
Feng Jiu was stunned and looked down at the stunning man who had just sat down. Is this gurgling sound... coming from his stomach? "
Your Majesty… have you had dinner?” Oh no, it’s already this time, what do you mean by dinner? It’s too late to even have midnight snack!
Zhan Qingcheng finally reacted this time. Although he still pursed his lips and said nothing, he at least shook his head.
He doesn’t even need dinner! How does this guy live his life?
Feng Jiu was a little angry. Could it be that she had never cared about herself so much that her health was so bad? She
Of course the Ninth Prince would not answer the questions in his heart. He just kept staring at her body, fascinated. It seemed that even what she said later, he didn't hear at all. Really
Yes...you look so stupid, why are you so seductive? Feng
Jiu quickly averted his gaze. He was a lustful person. It was midnight, and both of them were men. They couldn't act obscenely toward Uncle Jiuhuang.
She turned around and walked to the stove. She didn't know what she had done, but the fire started burning very quickly.
After the fire started, he cleaned the pot, put in water, washed the vegetables, and cooked the noodles. In short, in less than a stick of incense, a bowl of fragrant noodles had been delivered to Zhan Qingcheng. He
Staring down at the bowl of steaming noodles, such a tall and cold man actually had a sore nose because of a bowl of noodles. Feng
Jiu's heart pounded for a while, and he almost choked to tears because of the loss of Uncle Jiuhuang.
Yes...it's so hard for the beautiful man to control his mood right now. He's sad, and she seems to be crying with him. This feeling of being affected is terrifying!
But, why is Uncle Nine Emperors sad looking at a bowl of noodles? Is it... that he is remembering something from the past? But
Does he know that with his incredible looks and a little bit of sadness and loneliness, he will make women go crazy for him?
