Jiuer hurriedly explained, "I'm not doubting it, I just... I just can't think of anything."
My father is so gentle and elegant, a god-like figure, and so handsome and good-looking, who would be willing to make him sad?
Jiu'er likes her father very much. Although she doesn't seem to have much memory about his father, she just likes him.
Therefore, Jiu'er will not do anything that makes his father sad.
"Jiu'er's injury hasn't healed yet, so it's understandable that he can't remember it."
Feng Yan rarely showed a serious side when he was in front of Feng Jiu'er, but now, he was very serious.
"But from now on, you must never say anything other than princess. You must not hurt your father's heart. Do you understand?"
Jiu'er moved her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end, she nodded without refuting.
"I understand, Brother Second Emperor, I will never talk nonsense again and make everyone worry."
Even though Jiu'er said this, there were still some things in her heart that she couldn't figure out.
If you don't untie it for a day, your heart will not be at peace for a day.
When Feng Yan saw that she was subdued, she put away her serious face and raised her lips to smile.
Suddenly he took something out from behind and spread it out in front of Jiu'er.
"Cheerilee?"
Oh my god! She can actually eat cherries in this day and age?
This is simply something you can't even dream of! "Cheerilee?"
Feng Yan glanced at the mute slave.
The mute slave shook his head. He had never seen this thing before.
Feng Yan frowned slightly and said softly: "Jiu'er, this is the Snow Red Fruit."
"Snow red fruit?"
Jiu'er, who had already taken the snow red fruit and stuffed one into his mouth, blinked, as if he had something to say.
But in the end she just nodded, walked to the side with the snow red fruit in her hands, sat down, and started eating quietly.
On the surface, it seemed that this girl was concentrating on eating, but the mute slave knew that there must be something going on in her head.
Feng Jiuer was indeed thinking about something.
Why did she immediately conclude that this thing was Cheerilee?
Also, why did she think of such a strange term just now - this era?
What does this age mean?
She is originally from this generation and shouldn't have such thoughts.
"Jiu'er, what are you thinking about?
I also have delicious food here.”
Feng Yan waved his hand, and immediately two little palace maids brought plates of brightly colored fruits to Feng Jiu'er one by one.
There are many that Jiuer has never seen before.
The shapes are weird, but they all look very beautiful and make people move their index fingers.
There are also countless snacks, which are not only delicious but also beautiful.
However, although their Princess Jiuer has been eating, she seems to be eating a little absent-mindedly.
Feng Yan looked at the mute slave. The mute slave thought for a while, then walked to Jiu'er and said with a smile: "Princess, let me take you to see various places in the palace later?"
"It seems that you haven't been to the harem either, do you want to go and have some fun?"
If you can distract her energy so that she doesn't try hard to recall certain things, maybe the situation will gradually get better.
Jiu'er mumbled a little, looking uninterested.
"Harem?
Is it the kind of intrigue and intrigue on TV?
I’m not going.”
television?
Everyone was stunned for a while.
Jiu'er didn't seem to notice anything wrong with what he said. He was still in a bad mood because of the vague images in his mind.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the back garden, and a person hurriedly passed by.
Looking sideways, he seemed to have discovered something interesting. He stopped, turned around and walked this way.
"Hey, isn't this our Princess Jiu'er?
Now that you are well, can you go out and walk around?"
"The Third Emperor's Brother!"
Feng Yan glared at him, with a warning hidden in her eyes.
"Jiu'er just woke up not long ago. Now she still needs to rest peacefully. If you have nothing special to do, don't disturb her."
Feng Jiang smiled and walked to Feng Jiu'er without any scruples. He pulled up a chair and sat down. He grabbed a handful of snow red fruits and threw them into his mouth.
Feng Yan was still dissatisfied and said displeasedly: "Third Emperor Brother, as a prince, you should know that your words and deeds represent the royal style. How can you be so vulgar and reckless?"
"Come on, Second Emperor Brother, my father is not here. Don't be too busy to discipline me. I will leave the palace soon and I won't stay here for too long."
Feng Jiang turned around and smiled at him. This careless look did not look like a noble prince at all.
Of course, Jiuer inexplicably likes this way of getting along with each other.
Although the second emperor brother is as gentle as jade, a very nice person, and has no temper, he is just too reserved.
"Brother Three Emperors?"
Looking back, it seemed that she and the Third Emperor Brother had only met once, not long after waking up.
Jiuer blinked at him: "Will you leave the palace later?
Where to go?
Can you take Jiu'er with you?"
"You want to go out?"
Feng Jiang lowered his head to look at her fair and delicate face, and suddenly smiled very evilly.
"It's very dangerous outside. There will be thugs and bad guys. They specialize in catching beautiful little girls and taking them back to be the wife of the village. If you are accidentally taken away, you will never come back again."
"Those people will bully you every day, beat you, let snakes bite you, and..." "Brother Sanhuang, are you scaring children?"
Jiuer rolled his eyes in disbelief, "Can you use some fresh words?
It’s not scary at all.”
Feng Jiang was stunned. He didn't expect that this little princess, who looked so frail, was not frightened at all.
She would even roll her eyes at him and give him a disdainful expression. Is this how a royal princess should behave?
Ha! Where are the teachings of the second emperor brother and father?
Why is this princess not elegant at all?
"Um, do you really want to go out?"
He approached Jiu'er and said in a cold voice: "There will really be thugs..." "Can I know martial arts?"
Feng Jiuer suddenly asked.
Feng Jiang was a little surprised and frowned: "How do I know whether you know martial arts?
Don’t you know... yourself?”
Jiuer stared at him: "Don't you know I broke my brain?
How would I know?"
"How can I..." "Jiu'er, your Third Emperor brother wants to go out, so don't delay him."
Feng Yan came over and pushed Feng Jiang gently: "If you want to leave, just leave. Don't talk so much nonsense."
"Hey! Brother Second Emperor, your words and deeds are not very good! This is not like you at all!"
Fengjiang was pulled to his feet and couldn't stay any longer.
But before he left, he couldn't help but look back at Jiu'er.
Jiu'er's eyes were a little anxious. She also wanted to go out, but she knew that the second emperor brother would not allow it.
Brother Three Emperors, save me! Her eyes were full of pleading.
Fengjiang immediately received this signal and winked at her quickly as if he had been given a shot of blood.
Don’t worry, I will definitely rescue you! Wow! There is a second unruly person in the royal family. It’s so fun!
