The fishermen in the fishing village said that Ah Jiu had a dark complexion but was handsome.
Feng Liye now knew why Lord Jiu deliberately blackened his face when he turned into Ah Jiu.
How much of a commotion would it cause if he went out with his true colors?
I don't know if it is because he has been wearing armor and covering his face for many years, but the skin color of the Ninth Prince is fairer than that of ordinary men.
The facial features are exquisite and flawless. They are absolutely perfect that even the best craftsmen in the world cannot carve out.
The dark-colored thick eyebrows are masculine with a hint of softness, and there is a bit of indifference hidden in the softness.
Her eyes are as deep and distant as stars. If you accidentally meet his gaze, your mind will be sucked into an abyss in an instant and it will be difficult to extricate yourself.
If he smiles at you, no girl in the world can escape his charm.
Even Prince Li, who was used to his world-famous beauty, was shocked beyond words when he first met the Ninth Prince.
This was the first time he had ever looked at a person so ecstatically since he met them.
The stunning beauty of Uncle Nine Emperors is evident.
If a woman in this world sees Feng Jin, she will be misled for the rest of her life.
Feng Liye finally looked away, and there was a hint of surprise in her words: "The prince seems... not like a man over thirty years old."
However, the information obtained by the spies revealed that Prince Jin was already thirty-six years old.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that he was only in his early twenties, the same age as himself.
"Not long ago, there was a little girl who was talking to you."
Chu Fengjin threw away the branch that had just been torn off in her hand, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
"Do you want to see that girl? I can let you see her, but you can't take her away."
"He is my wife's maid." Therefore, he should be taken away.
"Your wife?" Chu Fengjin paused and looked back at him.
After a while, he said: "There's nothing good about that girl, but she has excellent eyesight."
Feiyun couldn't help but look at Feng Liye a few more times.
The prince rarely praises people. If he says Prince Li is excellent, then it means he is really excellent.
It's not good, it's not very good, it's excellent.
That is the highest level of praise a prince can give to others.
This Prince Li, indeed, is one of a kind, his aura is colder and more powerful than their prince.
But at first glance, I felt that it was difficult to get along with him, and it was better for their prince.
Feiyun quickly followed the Ninth Prince and opened the door of one of the bedrooms for him.
Chu Fengjin walked in, and Feng Liye walked behind him.
Lying on the bed is indeed Qiqiao.
The person was still unconscious, and it looked like he was seriously injured.
"You have seen it, but I still can't let you take her away. That girl's original intention is to make her maid get better. If you take her away, her injuries will inevitably be aggravated."
Therefore, it is the best choice for people to stay in Prince Jin's Mansion to recuperate.
"When she recovers from her injury, I don't care where she wants to go."
This means that he will not let her go until Qiqiao gets better.
Feng Liye walked to the bed, glanced at Qiqiao on the bed, then turned and walked out the door.
It was inconvenient for him to stay in the girl's bedroom.
Feiyun is a bit unpredictable, does this mean he doesn't care?
Aren't you here to take people away? He originally thought that there might be a fight between dragons and tigers later.
But Prince Li, are you giving up now?
Chu Fengjin also went out: "Prince Li, let's have lunch together?"
"Okay." Feng Liye nodded, "I have a light taste. I don't like sweets, nor do I like dishes that are too salty."
Chu Fengjin said: "That's just right, I don't like heavy dishes either."
Feiyun was even more confused. These two people were very familiar with each other, right?
However, neither of them seemed willing to make casual friends with others.
