Feng Jiuer was a little surprised. There was nothing wrong with what the Second Emperor said. However, paired with his current expression and attitude, why did it always feel like something was wrong?
What's more, he just made a little palace maid cry.
In fact, Jiu'er didn't know what he was thinking, but he just concluded that he was the one who made the little palace maid cry.
She subconsciously looked in the direction where the palace maid left, not expecting that the palace maid had not completely gone away.
She stood far away, staring blankly.
Seeing Feng Jiuer looking at her, the palace maid immediately turned around and walked away as if she was greatly frightened.
This time, I really left, and I didn’t dare to stay again.
Feng Yan also noticed the figure of the palace maid, and his face darkened again and again.
When the palace maid was completely gone, she looked at Jiu'er and said, "The new palace maid is not familiar with the rules of the palace yet. The emperor will punish her well after he returns."
"No, no, I think that little palace maid is quite... well, quite cute, ha."
Jiuer laughed dryly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
It's not like I haven't met Feng Yan before, let alone getting along with him.
Although to be honest, I didn’t get along with this brother much, but at least I did get along with him.
Why do I feel different today?
"Jiu'er..." "Huh?"
Jiu'er was startled, then recovered immediately and raised her head to meet his gaze.
The second emperor brother looked at her with this look again, as if he was very focused, but his concentration seemed empty.
"It's getting cold. You're wearing such thin clothes and you'll catch cold easily."
He took off his cloak and put it on her: "You have poor health and have just returned from illness. You must protect yourself."
This is a brother's protection and love for a sister, which is nothing at first.
But Jiu'er still feels... something's wrong?
Yes, it's that feeling that something is wrong! Compared to the Third Emperor's brother Feng Jiang, it feels even more wrong.
"What are you thinking about?"
After Feng Yan tied the straps of her cloak, she didn't take back her outstretched hand. Instead, he gently hugged her shoulders.
"Second Emperor Brother..." Feng Jiuer subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
However, Feng Yan still took her back and said calmly: "Are you familiar with everything in the palace?
If not, Brother Erhuang will take you around."
"Brother Second Emperor, I myself..." "Jiu'er."
Not far away, Fengjiang frowned and walked over quickly.
Looking at Feng Yan's big hand on Jiu'er's shoulder, something flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed Jiu'er's hand and pulled her over.
"I have asked people to prepare a lot of delicious food for you. Do you want to try it?"
This tone and attitude are not good at all.
However, Jiu'er was inexplicably relieved because of his appearance.
"Okay, I want to eat!"
She's not actually hungry, she just wants to get out of here quickly.
I don’t know why, but being alone with the Second Emperor Brother today feels really weird. In short, it just doesn’t feel good.
Feng Jiang looked at Feng Yan, with a deep meaning in his eyes that Feng Jiuer couldn't see through.
"Brother Er Huang, Jiu'er is still young, don't scare her."
Feng Yan smiled lightly, nodded, and didn't even refute.
He just looked at Feng Jiu'er and said softly: "If you like to eat, next time the Second Emperor Brother will ask people to prepare delicacies from various places, please invite Princess Jiu'er to taste it."
"Uh...Okay, okay!"
Jiuer looked silly and smiled.
Feng Yan then said: "Since the third emperor brother is with you, then the second emperor brother will leave first."
"Um."
Feng Yan turned around and left, always gentle, elegant, quiet and handsome.
When he was far away, Jiuer let out a breath.
"What did he just say to you?"
Fengjiang stared at her and frowned.
"I didn't say anything. I just asked me to go eat delicious food."
Jiuer blinked.
"I mean, before I came."
"I didn't say anything. I just said it was too cold and asked me to wear more clothes."
Jiuer tilted her head and looked at him. This third emperor brother was already weird, and now he said such strange things to the second emperor brother! She is still young, don't scare her?
What does it mean?
"Brother Third Emperor, you and Brother Two Emperor are acting weird together. What are you hiding from me?"
Feng Jiang's face looked a little strange and he turned his face away from her.
"Nothing, I just think you are a little too annoying."
"Nonsense, the second emperor brother keeps inviting me to sit in his bedroom."
"Don't go!"
Fengjiang said immediately without even thinking about it.
"Give me a reason."
"If I tell you not to go, don't go. What are you doing with all the nonsense?"
Fengjiang was a little impatient, turned around, and returned to his dormitory.
"Brother Sanhuang, you are going too far today, do you know that?
Something's wrong with you, have you taken gunpowder?"
Fengjiang was too lazy to pay attention to her. He was already in a bad mood, so going too far was too much.
Anyway, he doesn't want to please her! "If you think I have a bad temper, then go and play with your Third Emperor Brother. He is very kind to you."
"If you don't go, I won't feel comfortable being with him."
Feng Jiang suddenly stopped, and Feng Jiu'er couldn't stop and almost hit his tall back.
"what?"
You stopped suddenly, do you want to murder someone?
Fengjiang looked back at her, his eyes still a little complicated.
After a while, he said: "In the past few days, don't go to the place of the eldest emperor brother and the second emperor brother. We will talk about it later... later."
"In the end..." "Don't ask, you will know when it's time to know."
Jiuer raised her head to meet his gaze, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly pulled his sleeve: "Okay, then I won't ask, let's go back and eat delicious food."
...The fact that the little princess chose to serve as an attendant spread quickly in Kyoto.
What made everyone excited about this selection was that the emperor was so generous. Even those who were not noble enough, as long as they were capable, could participate.
A few days later, all the selected places were submitted.
Feng Qiongcang looked through it, roughly circled a few of his favorites, and then put down the list.
"Your Majesty, do these people need to reserve their spots?"
An Bao asked immediately.
Feng Qiongcang nodded: "Let them go directly to the final round."
Those are all famous families of the Feng Clan, and each family has a certain amount of power in their hands.
An Bao bowed and said: "Yes!"
Feng Qiongcang's eyes scanned the list again.
But soon, his eyes froze, staring at the three words on the list - Zhan Qingcheng.
Feng Qiongcang narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said: "Let the mute slave come over."
Not long after, the mute slave ghost knelt in front of the temple.
Feng Qiongcang looked at him, picked up the list, and placed it in front of him.
"You said that one of the people coming to the Feng Clan this time is the Ninth Prince of Beimu Country?"
"yes."
The mute slave nodded.
Feng Qiongcang frowned slightly, his eyes swept over the three words on the list, and then landed on the mute slave.
He pursed his lower lip and asked, "What is the name of this Ninth Prince?"
The mute slave didn't hesitate and immediately replied: "Zhan Qingcheng."
