Feng Jiuer didn't know how happy she was when she heard that she could choose by herself.
After asking some more questions about how to register and where to register and select, I seemed particularly relieved.
Finally, she smiled and said: "Father, then, this matter will be left to you. Can I go back?"
"You are so anxious, what else can you do when you go back?"
Feng Qiongcang asked calmly.
Jiu'er immediately said: "I made an appointment with the Fourth Emperor's Uncle. The Fourth Emperor's Uncle said that he would teach me martial arts!"
Fengjiang felt flustered again. How could this girl act so easily like the fourth uncle?
You know, in the palace, the most taboo thing is to have a good personal relationship with certain people! Is she really ignorant, or does she think her father dotes on her so much that she can be unscrupulous no matter what she says?
When Feng Qiongcang first heard the words "Four Emperors Uncle", his expression changed slightly.
Feng Jiu'er didn't seem to notice, but Feng Jiang did. His heart suddenly sank, and he wanted to defend Jiu'er.
But, how could my father be so easily fooled?
If he defends himself, it will make it even more obvious that Jiu'er has a close relationship with the Fourth Emperor's Uncle and even him. His father may have more opinions about him and the Fourth Emperor's Uncle.
While hesitating, Feng Qiongcang's face suddenly relaxed and he said with a smile: "Since your Fourth Emperor uncle loves you so much, then follow him and practice martial arts well."
"You know, Lord Night of our Phoenix Clan is famous as an iron-faced god on the battlefield. Every time the enemy hears the name Lord Night, they will be frightened by it."
"I know, Brother Three Emperors said that Uncle Four Emperors is so brave that he is a god on the battlefield!"
Feng Jiuer looked proud and determined: "Father, I will definitely learn martial arts from the Fourth Uncle Emperor and become a wise monarch in the future!"
"monarch?"
Feng Qiongcang raised his eyebrows.
Feng Jiang was so frightened that he almost knelt down in front of him and said hurriedly: "Father, Jiu'er is young and doesn't understand anything. Please forgive me!"
My father is still alive. When did he ever think of abdicating the throne in favor of someone worthy of his throne?
This girl dares to talk so shamelessly, and she is not afraid that her father will punish her to death?
This was obviously treason! However, Feng Jiuer didn't understand where she was wrong. Seeing Feng Jiang so panicked, she began to feel uneasy.
"Father, I...I didn't mean to seek power, I just...I thought..." "Who told you?"
Feng Qiongcang's face was expressionless, but there was no hint of blame.
Feng Jiang immediately knelt down on the ground with a plop and confessed: "Father, it's all the fault of my son. It was my son who told the emperor's sister...about Feng Nu's matter. All this has nothing to do with the emperor's sister."
Seeing him kneeling down, Feng Jiuer quickly walked to his side and knelt down together.
"No, the matter has nothing to do with Brother Sanhuang. It's just me...my own random thoughts."
"Then what were you thinking about?"
Feng Qiongcang stared at her face and ignored Feng Jiang at all.
Fengjiang looked sideways at Jiu'er, trying to hint her not to talk nonsense.
But Jiu'er just looked at Fengjiang and didn't seem to notice his reminder.
She hesitated for a moment and then said: "I heard about Feng Nu and thought... I thought it was a natural thing. I... really didn't think much about it."
She lowered her head, waiting for her father's punishment.
Feng Jiang didn't dare to say anything more and knelt in front of the hall, feeling uneasy.
The atmosphere in the side hall seemed to have become tense, and the two young men kneeling below did not even dare to take a breath.
I don't know how long it took before Feng Qiongcang suddenly smiled and said, "Hey, what are you doing?
Why don’t you get up quickly?”
Feng Jiang was stunned for a moment, and he and Feng Jiu'er looked at each other, not daring to make any move.
Feng Qiongcang's face darkened slightly: "You are the third emperor's brother, you are thick-skinned and thick-skinned. You can just kneel by yourself, but you still want to harm your imperial sister?"
"How can she kneel like this when she is so proud and so precious?
Let Jiuer get up quickly!"
Feng Qiongcang's words made Feng Jiang dare not hesitate anymore and immediately helped Feng Jiu'er up.
Jiu'er stared at Fengjiang and then at Feng Qiongcang with a pair of innocent and uneasy eyes.
She had only been in the palace for a few days and probably didn't understand the rules in the palace. When Feng Jiang saw her like this, no matter how much he wanted to blame her, it was gone.
She is a little girl who grew up in a carefree environment. What can you expect her to know?
But in the days to come, I don’t know what shape this exquisite and clear jade will be carved into by the royal family.
Thinking about it, I feel a little heartbroken.
Jiu'er met Feng Qiongcang's gaze and muttered: "Father, I didn't mean to make you angry."
"Father is not angry. You are right. In the future, the Phoenix Clan will be yours."
"Father, I don't dare to..." "Okay, is it because my father is too strict that it scares you?"
Feng Qiongcang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't you want to go back and practice martial arts with your Fourth Emperor Uncle?
Go ahead."
He thought for a while, originally he wanted Feng Jiang to stay, but after thinking about it, he said again: "You can go too."
"This is my father, I will take my leave."
Fengjiang immediately saluted.
Jiu'er could only bend down and salute: "I...I also resigned."
The two of them walked out of the side hall together. After leaving the door, Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stared at Feng Jiang and complained: "What happened just now? I was scared to death."
How dare Fengjiang say anything?
This is still within the confines of the side hall, and maybe the emperor is watching from behind.
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
he whispered.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and followed him out of the side hall without saying anything more.
The two figures finally disappeared at the door of the side hall.
From the gold-inlaid screen behind the dragon chair in the side hall, a black figure came out.
Looking at the empty palace door, Han Ying said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, this Princess Jiu'er seems to be a bit heartless."
Is this Fengli’s daughter?
It seems that there is not even one ten thousandth of the charm of Lord Night.
Han Ying really doesn't want to admit that such a yellow-haired little girl is really the blood of Prince Ye.
"However, being so heartless will make it easier for the Emperor to manipulate you in the future."
Feng Qiongcang also looked at the palace door, which had already disappeared, but there was no joy in his eyes at the moment. On the contrary, his brows were lightly frowned.
"Your Majesty, are you worried that she is pretending to be crazy?"
After all, Han Ying has been with him for so many years, and his thoughts about Feng Qiongcang are at least half as good as Brother Cai's.
Feng Qiongcang didn't speak, but his eyes became darker as he looked at the palace door.
Is he pretending to be crazy? After all, he didn't watch Feng Jiu'er grow up. This is still not certain.
If he is really so simple and ignorant, it will certainly be good for his great cause.
But if you have other thoughts, then you know how to act stupid in front of him, then the thoughts behind it are something that cannot be ignored.
Is this side of Feng Jiuer that seems to have no city government real or fake?
