Chapter 409 Could it be that she is really hiding something?
This man in white came from behind the statue.
An air of extreme laziness.
I don't know if he has lived indoors for many years, but his skin color is much whiter than that of ordinary men.
Her skin is as white as snow, as fair and delicate, and with her flawless facial features, at first glance, she is actually a bit more feminine and charming than a woman.
A man who is more beautiful than a woman.
A man whose age is hard to tell.
Chu Weiyun was stunned.
The man walking slowly in front of me looked like he was in his early twenties at first glance. Looking again, there was a trace of age in his brows.
Looking again, it seems to have the restrained and peaceful appearance of an elder.
But at the last look, he was clearly a handsome man in his early twenties.
I almost suspected that there was something wrong with my eyes.
The tone of this man's conversation with Nan Qing was actually so frivolous.
No matter how stupid Chu Weiyun is, she can still see that his status is definitely not low.
Therefore, she did not dare to speak randomly.
"This is our national master of the Southern Jin Dynasty." Han Shanggong introduced.
"I have met the Imperial Master." Chu Weiyun nodded slightly.
Feng Jiuqing's eyes fell on her, as if he was sizing her up, or thinking about something.
Always, his eyes calmed down and he looked at her for a long time, which made Chu Weiyun feel a little creepy.
Although she had always liked handsome men, the man in front of her put great pressure on her.
"Xing'er's daughter?" Something flashed across Feng Jiuqing's eyes.
It seems a bit disappointing.
"Jiu Qing, what do you think?" Nan Qing looked at him.
"I told you about this before. It's not completely accurate, but I can give it a try."
Feng Jiuqing turned around and walked behind the big altar table and took out some small tools from underneath.
A white jade cup, a white jade bottle, and a small knife?
Chu Weiyun subconsciously wanted to retreat, but she didn't want Han Shanggong to be standing behind her, with no way to retreat.
She clenched her palms, tried to appear calm, and looked at Nan Qing and Feng Jiuqing.
"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"
"Don't panic, it's just that you are back and want to pay homage to the royal ancestors." Nan Qing seemed to be smiling.
However, the smile did not reach his eyebrows.
Feng Jiuqing glanced at Chu Weiyun and smiled sarcastically: "It's not the time to pay homage to our ancestors yet."
"Jiu Qing!" Nan Qing glanced at him, with a hint of reproach hidden in his eyes.
She was also afraid of breaking her child's heart.
This guy Jiu Qing, relying on his usual love for him, is so unscrupulous!
But the more he behaves like this, the more Nan Qing dotes on him.
Feng Jiuqing opened the bottle and poured half of the concoction into the cup.
He picked up the cup and walked towards Chu Weiyun.
But Chu Weiyun looked at the dagger at his fingertips and tightened her fingers more and more: "What...what is this going to do?"
Pay homage to ancestors! No, this is not laying the foundation for ancestors, this is clearly recognizing relatives with blood!
But now, she can only pretend to know nothing!
"Your Majesty, I..."
"Young Highness, don't be afraid, I just want a little blood from your fingertips." Feng Jiuqing had already walked up to her.
Chu Weiyun immediately took her hand back: "Your Majesty, I...I'm afraid of pain!"
No matter what she said, she was unwilling to give away her hand.
This move made Han Shanggong and Nan Qing frown at the same time.
How can you, the dignified young prince of the Southern Jin Dynasty, say the word "fear of pain"!
It just wanted a little blood from her fingertips, but she was afraid of pain. How could she go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in the future?
Han Shanggong glanced at Nan Qing, his eyes full of worry.
This may not be a matter of fear of pain, but... His Highness has clearly thought of something!
With such a flicker and flinch, could it be that...could she really be hiding something?
