"Brother Sanhuang, what are you doing? Why are you running?"
Feng Jiuer finally caught up with Feng Jiang and grabbed his sleeve.
"What on earth did your father say to you?
Did he scold you?
Is it related to the Fourth Emperor’s uncle’s matter?”
However, Jiu'er thought about it and felt that it was unlikely that it was related to the Fourth Emperor's Uncle.
If the father is unhappy about the matter of the Fourth Emperor's uncle here, he will definitely go to the Fourth Emperor's uncle directly.
Perhaps, given his father's temperament, he would most likely take the Fourth Emperor's uncle directly to his palace.
As for how to arrange the arrangements for the Fourth Emperor's uncle after taking over, that is the father's own business.
Since the Fourth Emperor's Uncle is not found now, then this matter must have nothing to do with the Fourth Emperor's Uncle.
"Brother Sanhuang, what's going on with you?
Can you speak clearly?"
He ran up to them and shook his head. This matter was obviously related to them! If it wasn't the Fourth Emperor's Uncle, could it be... "This matter has something to do with me?"
Have I troubled you again?"
Feng Jiuer really couldn't guess what his father was thinking.
He seemed gentle and easy-going, but in fact, Jiu'er knew very well that he would never allow anyone to disobey him.
"Brother Sanhuang, don't be a dull gourd. If you have something to say, please say it quickly."
Feng Jiuer walked up to Feng Jiang and blocked his way.
She raised her head to meet his gaze, her expression cooling down.
"You can't hide what you have in mind. You don't want to say it now just because you are still in a bad mood. But Brother Sanhuang, if you don't say it now, I may not be interested in listening to you later."
Fengjiang glanced at her, ignored her, turned around and left.
Feng Jiuer didn't stop him, but said casually: "Uncle Fourth Emperor is definitely not interested in such trivial matters as yours."
"In other words, the only person you can talk to is me. If you don't talk now, there won't even be anyone to listen!"
Fengjiang clenched his fists and stared at her, clearly looking like he was hesitant to speak.
You just know that this guy can't hold back what he has to say and must want to find someone to talk to.
However, this time, after being entangled, Fengjiang flicked his sleeves and left.
Liu Fengjiuer stood alone at the entrance of Fengjiang's palace, looking at his back, still unable to recover.
What's going on? I really wanted to say it, but in the end I still held back. What on earth was this guy thinking?
His mood was so bad. This was the first time Jiu'er had seen him since he entered the palace and got to know the Third Emperor's brother.
He has always been optimistic and takes everything seriously.
If you have any grudges, say them out and vent them, and they'll be fine.
What happened?
Does it really have anything to do with her?
Feng Jiang walked away, and his tall and strong figure completely disappeared from her sight.
Jiu'er let out a breath. He couldn't figure it out, so he could only wait until he figured it out and said what he wanted to say.
She was about to turn around and return to Fengjiang's palace, but when she turned around, she saw another slender figure standing under a willow tree in the distance with a palace maid.
"Second Emperor Brother?"
It wouldn't matter if it was just the second emperor brother and the palace maid together, but why did the palace maid look like she was crying?
This palace maid... Jiuer thought for a while, and a plain white figure suddenly flashed through his mind.
The palace maid once hid under the tree and kept staring at her.
At that time, Feng Jiang said that she was the maid in the palace of the Second Emperor's brother.
But why is this palace maid crying in front of the second emperor brother?
Jiu'er shouldn't be involved in other people's affairs. She just accidentally saw it and never interfered intentionally.
But before she could turn around, the two people over there had already seen her.
Feng Yan's face darkened, and with a flick of his sleeves, he shook off the entanglement of the palace maid.
The little palace maid also seemed to be frightened. She hurriedly retracted her hand and turned her face away, as if she was cleaning up the tears on her face.
Jiu'er really felt a little embarrassed. She originally wanted to quietly return to the palace and pretend she didn't see it.
Now that their eyes are aligned, it would be too fake to pretend not to see it, right?
She was a little helpless and could only walk over.
When you see your royal brother in the palace, you must say hello.
When the palace maid saw Jiu'er coming, she was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.
Feng Yan had a sullen face and said coldly: "Go and pay your respects to the princess."
"...Yes, yes!"
The palace maid panicked and hurriedly greeted Jiu'er, bowing respectfully and saying: "See you... see you princess."
Feng Yan also walked behind her and came to Jiu'er: "Little imperial sister."
"Second Emperor Brother."
Jiuer smiled at him.
Maybe it was because she was really embarrassed just now, and she couldn't find an excuse for a while.
He had no choice but to look at the little palace maid and said with a smile: "Second Emperor Brother, is this the palace maid in your palace?
She’s pretty good-looking.”
Who knew that when the palace maid heard this, she was so frightened that she knelt down in front of Jiu'er.
"Princess, forgive me! Princess, please have mercy!"
A flash of surprise flashed through Jiu'er's eyes. Isn't this...too cautious?
She just said that she was good-looking. Could it be that she would be that kind of evil princess who would not allow any woman to look good?
"Well..." She forced a smile, "Well, I'm not that scary. Get up."
The little palace maid did not dare to get up, but raised her head and glanced at Feng Yan quietly.
Feng Yan had no expression on her face and said calmly: "Princess asked you to get up, why are you still kneeling?"
The little palace maid then got up and stood aside with her head lowered.
"Why don't you go back to work?"
Feng Yan said coldly.
The little palace maid was so frightened by his cold voice that she trembled and bowed before stumbling away.
Feng Jiuer looked at her leaving figure and felt that the fright seemed a bit too much.
Is she so scary?
She always thought that even if she wasn't good-looking, she should be attractive to everyone.
"Brother Er Huang, are you the one who made me cry?"
She was at a loss for words, but she wanted to go back quickly to see how far the Fourth Emperor and Jian Yi discussed the art of swordsmanship.
Although she doesn't understand martial arts, she always feels that one day she will be a martial arts master.
Therefore, he is also very interested in martial arts.
"I didn't scold her."
Feng Yan stared at her with a serious expression.
He kept staring at her, and his look was really weird.
It's not like a brother's love for his sister, nor is it like a man's love for a woman. It's just a kind of love that is very serious and focused, but it doesn't make you feel pampered.
Jiu'er didn't understand what this meant at all. The second emperor brother had never looked at her like this before.
Today, why are the Second and Third Emperor brothers acting a little... weird?
"Little imperial sister, is it customary to live in the palace these days?"
Feng Yan suddenly asked.
"Uh," Jiu'er was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's fine. Brother Huang, don't worry."
"That's good."
Although he said yes, his expression was still very calm, as if he had no emotion at all.
"It seems that Jiu'er hasn't visited the imperial brother's bedroom yet. How about going to where the emperor sits?"
