The mute slave shook his head and made a few gestures.
Feng Jiuer understood, Xiao Yingying and Mu Mu were both accompanying Feng Yinan.
At this time, Qiao Mu was naturally taking care of the affairs of Tianji Hall from the front.
She took a shallow breath and said: "Mute slave, go and prepare some food for Tuoba Keyan. I will deliver it to him personally later."
Her words of "don't believe it" this morning probably made Tuoba Keyan sad. In fact, her current situation is indeed a bit difficult.
She didn't know who she believed or who she didn't believe, and the phrase "don't believe" was just thrown out casually.
She thought Tuoba Keyan would understand, but it was obvious that he was over the top.
Unexpectedly, the mute slave turned his head away, pointed outside, and shook his head again.
"He hasn't come back yet?"
Feng Jiuer stood up, a little anxious.
This guy, this is the Imperial City. He used to be a great prince. There are not many people in the Imperial City who know him.
Although the chance of encountering him is low, there is still a possibility, right?
"Do you really not want to come back?"
Jiu'er rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly: "Go and prepare some food. I'll go out and look for him."
The mute slave nodded, turned and left.
Feng Jiuer hid the short knife in her boots and immediately went out.
...The figure in the distance seems somewhat familiar from a distance.
However, his quiet aura was completely different from what he knew... "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
The accompanying guard asked softly.
The Eighth Prince Zhan Lingtian narrowed his eyes and stared at the man in gray clothes walking downstairs, his expression a bit solemn.
The subordinates sitting opposite Zhan Lingtian also looked down and soon found the gray figure: "Your Majesty, he...isn't he the Great Prince Yanhe?"
The relationship between Yanhe and Beimuguo was tense at first. They had met and spoken before.
Tuoba Keyan, the eldest prince of Yuhe, had a bad temper, but he was very handsome and good-looking. They were all very impressed by him.
The man walking by now clearly looks exactly like Tuoba Keyan.
"Didn't the eldest prince die on the battlefield in that battle?"
His subordinates also frowned.
"Has anyone seen his body with their own eyes?"
Zhan Lingtian's eyes were fixed on that figure. They were obviously so similar, but their aura was completely different.
"That's not true."
The subordinate thought for a while and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, how about I go down and take a look?"
Zhan Lingtian waved his hand, and the man sitting opposite him immediately stood up. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen guards in plain clothes followed him and hurried down the stairs.
As he was walking on the street, Tuoba Keyan clearly felt that a lot of eyes were on him. He raised his head and looked up. There seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere in the teahouse, but he couldn't see what was wrong.
When I looked back, there were already more than a dozen people behind me.
There was no warning, and even he himself didn't know what he was hiding from. Before those people could get closer, he immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the alley ahead.
The person behind you is not a good person.
He remembered that Feng Jiu had said at the beginning that he was a foreigner and he had to be careful not to be seen out in this imperial city.
At that time, Feng Jiu did not say who he was. He only said that the relationship between the two countries was not good and that he might be in danger if he was recognized.
So now, Tuoba Keyan subconsciously felt that if he was caught up by those people behind him, he might not end well.
After turning into a small alley, he immediately walked towards another small alley.
However, those behind him noticed that he wanted to escape, and they also accelerated their pace. Soon, the distance between the two sides shortened.
Tuoba Keyan is a little worried. Now he doesn't know Qinggong at all. How easy is it to escape?
There was another street ahead. Even he himself didn't know where he was now. He could only vaguely tell the direction to Tianji Hall.
However, we still don’t know how far it is to go to Tianji Hall from here. The most important thing is that we are afraid that we will be overtaken by those behind us before we reach Tianji Hall.
Just when Tuoba Keyan didn't know where to hide, suddenly, someone reached out and put his arm on his arm and pulled hard.
It was pitch black! Tuoba Keyan had no idea where he was being pulled into.
When he was about to struggle, the man behind him whispered: "Don't move, it's me."
Tuoba Keyan's guarded heart instantly relaxed.
Ahead, a dozen guards rushed past with long swords in hand, but none of them noticed their hiding place and chased after them.
It wasn't until they were far away that Tuoba Keyan whispered: "Jiu'er, I don't know who they are."
"Um."
Feng Jiuer nodded, led him out of the dark alley, and walked in the other direction.
Soon, he got away from everyone and returned to Tianji Hall safely.
Jiu'er took him to the east chamber. Although Xiao Yingtao and the others must still be taking care of Feng Yinan in the east chamber, the east chamber is not too small. Jiu'er also observed when he entered that Xiao Yingtao was not outside.
They quickly entered Jiu'er's bedroom. Mute Nu had already prepared lunch.
"Who am I?"
When there were only two people left in the room, Tuoba Keyan looked at Feng Jiuer with confusion on his face: "Why are they chasing me so hard?
Who are those people?"
"I told you that you are a foreigner, and you are an ethnic group that has a very bad relationship with Northern Mu."
Sometimes, telling lies is very difficult. To complete a lie, you need more and more lies.
Therefore, Feng Jiuer selectively told him part of the truth.
"You were once a foreign general. As you think, you are definitely not a good person to the people of Beimu Country."
"As for Little Cherry saying that you killed a lot of people, I don't think I can say who is right or wrong about this kind of thing. I can only say that everyone is their own master."
Tuoba Keyan looked at her and didn't know whether to believe her or not.
There is no doubt that Jiuer wants to comfort him, because with such comfort, he himself cannot determine how true or false something is.
However, Jiu'er said that he was a foreign general, and he believed this to be true.
"Have I... ever hurt Little Cherry?"
"Um."
Tuoba Keyan let out a breath and decided not to be angry with Little Cherry for being rude today. All of this was probably because he had made many mistakes in the past.
"Then...have I ever hurt you?"
Tuoba Keyan asked again. Although there was no expression on his face, it could be seen that he was very nervous.
Feng Jiuer smiled lightly and pushed the bowl in front of him: "Eat first, and then talk after you finish."
Tuoba Keyan felt a chill in his heart, and his mood suddenly became depressed again.
He had indeed hurt Jiu'er, maybe very deeply and seriously! What kind of person was he in the past?
