The carriage stopped in the courtyard of Prince Jin's Mansion.
Listening to Dingdang talking all the way, Long Qian had a rough understanding of this "Nine Emperors Uncle".
A man who is so scary that a girl will scream, cry and even faint when she sees him.
He's not a bad old man, he's not that old either, just in his thirties.
If you put this age in the 21st century, isn't this the age of a young actor who has just become famous?
In your early thirties, in modern times, if you have a good figure and a good face, you are definitely a cutie.
However, it is said that he is cruel and cold-blooded...forget it, he is a little fresh meat, just think about it.
Feiyun stood beside the carriage and said in a deep voice: "Princess Ling, please!"
Long Qian was helpless, so she quickly opened the car curtain with Dingdang and got out by herself.
If she didn't go down, I don't know if this little guy named Feiyun would just carry her away.
There is no sympathy or sympathy at all.
Even his subordinates are so cruel and cruel, let alone the master.
Long Qian also didn't expect that as soon as he escaped from the tiger's den, he would immediately enter another wolf's den.
If he hadn't been tortured to death by Prince Ling, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape the fate of being killed by Lord Ninth Prince.
She is so miserable...
"Princess, please." Feiyun's voice sounded from the side again.
"I see, am I walking?" He complained, but his pace immediately quickened.
I don’t want to be carried away!
Dingdang followed them. Along the way, he only looked at Feiyun's tall back. Where could he see their princess?
The Ninth Prince, known as the Nine Emperors Uncle, Chu Fengjin, was in the backyard at this time.
Are you taking medicine?
What a strange thing. It doesn’t match the legend of his coldness and cruelty at all, okay?
To Long Qian's expectation, the Ninth Prince was not only not as violent and cold-blooded as he imagined, but on the contrary, he looked like the little brother next door.
He has a dark face and an unflattering complexion.
So Dingdang was disappointed when he saw the Ninth Prince for the first time.
Seeing how handsome Feiyun is, I thought that his master, the Ninth Prince, must be a stunningly handsome man.
I didn't expect that he was dark and looked so ordinary.
Dingdang immediately lost his thoughts and continued to stare at Feiyun's figure in a daze.
On the other hand, when Long Qian saw Chu Fengjin for the first time, she couldn't tell how much she liked him.
"You don't look like you are in your thirties at all, you are twenty-five at most."
Although his complexion was dark, what Dingdang didn't realize was that the Nine Emperors Uncle's facial features were definitely the most perfect, good-looking, and personable of all the men she had ever seen.
Of course, except Chu Dongling.
In fact, from the beginning to the end when she married Prince Ling, Long Qian had never seen Chu Dongling.
If you don't even know what your husband looks like, you are really a failure.
"Your Majesty..."
"Why don't you call me Uncle Nine Emperors like Xiao Lingzi?" Chu Fengjin was still drying the herbs.
Long Qian smiled at him and called sweetly: "Uncle Nine Emperors."
"Are you getting medicine? Let me help you."
"You understand?"
"I used to have a friend named Qing'er, who really liked working with herbs picked from the virgin forest. Of course I understand. She always ordered me to work. Can I not understand?"
Although she was lazy, she didn't dare to be lazy in front of Qing'er.
If she is lazy, Qing'er will throw away her new design!
That guy is so bad.
But, I miss her so much!
After thinking about it, Long Qian stared at Chu Fengjin's face with a look of surprise on his face: "Uncle Nine Emperors, why do you and our Qing'er feel so similar?"
