"Injured by a palace maid." Before Feng Jiuer could speak, Jian Yi's voice came over.
Looking back at Jian Yi, Feng Jiu'er's beautiful crescent eyebrows were lightly frowned, and her eyes were full of sword light.
"Didn't you say that Lord Ye is not an outsider?" Jian Yi raised his eyebrows and approached alone with his meal.
Arriving at the stone table, he generously placed the meal in his hand on the table and sat opposite Feng Jiu'er and Feng Li.
Feng Jiuer snorted hard, then looked away from him and looked at Feng Li.
"She is the young lover of the second emperor brother. She thought I was going to snatch the second emperor brother from her and scratched my arm."
"It's all a misunderstanding. I've explained it clearly. Uncle Fourth Emperor, don't be angry. I will pay attention to it in the future."
Feng Jiuer looked at Feng Li, blinking her big watery eyes, trying to suppress his anger.
"Uncle Four Emperors, I'm really fine. That little girl doesn't have much courage. She was simply frightened by Jianyi, so she took the risk."
"Look." She opened her sleeves again, raised her arms, placed them in front of Feng Li, and shook them.
"It's really nothing. It's a small injury, and maybe you won't even be able to find the scar in three days."
Feng Li looked at his daughter for a moment with a gloomy expression.
The majestic Feng Nu, the future heir apparent of the Feng clan, and even the queen, can hurt even a little palace maid. You can imagine how Feng Li feels now.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, her heart clenching in discomfort.
At this moment, she especially wanted to make herself stronger, just so that she would not worry Uncle Four Emperors.
"Uncle Four Emperors, I promise to pay more attention in the future. Can you just smile?"
Still not getting a response from Feng Li, Feng Jiuer glanced at Jian Yi who was eating alone at some point across from him, looked away, and rubbed her belly.
"Uncle Four Emperors, I'm so hungry."
"As soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, I was looking for you. I didn't even have time to eat breakfast."
Seeing the little girl's pitiful appearance, Feng Li stretched out his big palm and wanted to rub her little head.
But his long fingers just slid over the ends of her hair, and he retracted his palm.
"Eat."
"Thank you, Uncle Four Emperors." Feng Jiuer looked happy and went over to sit down next to Jianyi.
She picked up the chopsticks, and with a click, they collided with Jian Yi's chopsticks.
Jian Yi frowned and raised his eyes to look at Feng Jiu'er with some confusion, as if nothing happened just now.
Feng Jiuer pressed her lips together, picked up the buns he was about to pick up, and placed them in front of her.
"If you talk too much, you should be starved." Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes and took a delicious bite of the bun.
Jianyi raised his eyebrows and picked up another piece.
"The only time I'm quiet is when I'm eating."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed the bun into his mouth and became really quiet.
Feng Jiuer looked at the man in front of her, her cheeks puffed up, and the bun in her mouth was really hard to swallow.
He was also said to be the number one killer in Beimu Country, but now he doesn't look like a killer at all.
The number one killer in Beimu Country? Feng Jiuer turned her head to look at Jian Yi, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Jian Yi met her eyes that changed color, and his expression became more serious.
"Are you the number one killer in Beimu Country?" Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and asked.
Jian Yi rolled his eyes at her and picked up another bun.
"I just remembered it now."
Jian Yi could not forget that when he saw her again a few days ago, she actually called for help.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and squinted at the man in front of her.
"I really have lost my memory. It's your blessing to be able to think of you, okay?"
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, who knows?" Jian Yi disagreed.
Feng Jiuer let out a deep breath, completely confused.
Aren't all killers cold-blooded and ruthless? Is this guy really a killer?
Looking at the two young men opposite, Feng Li grabbed the teacup and took a sip of tea.
His expression has softened a lot, but there is still a bit of color in his eyes that is hard to see through.
"Tell me, which palace maid committed the crime this early in the morning? I heard that His Majesty personally ordered her to die."
"Is this really happening? At this time, shouldn't Your Majesty be preparing for an early court appearance? Which palace maid is so ignorant?"
In the distance, two palace maids were coming here with cakes.
Although their discussion was not loud, Feng Jiuer could still hear it clearly.
Feng Jiuer grabbed Jianyi, and Jianyi stopped moving in his hand, following her gaze and looking towards the aisle.
"I don't know either, but if I offend His Majesty, this maid will probably not survive."
"How pathetic!"
"What's so pitiful? She's not cautious enough and can't blame others."
The two palace maids did not expect that, being so far apart, their conversation would fall into the ears of a few people in the backyard.
Feng Jiuer seemed to feel something was wrong, so she immediately stood up and walked out.
Jianyi put down his chopsticks, glanced at Feng Li, and strode to follow.
"Where is he?" Feng Jiuer's urgent voice sounded.
Before the two palace maids could react, there were two more people in front of them.
"Princess."
"Princess."
The two maids carrying the snacks knelt down with a pop.
"I said, where is he?" Feng Jiuer frowned, her eyes full of worry.
"Human?" The palace maid raised her eyes and looked at Feng Jiu'er cautiously.
"Where is the palace maid you said was condemned to death?" Feng Jiuer asked with her eyes widened.
"Princess, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's side, then..." The palace maid really didn't know that her words were heard by the princess, and she was so frightened that she couldn't even finish her words.
Feng Jiuer paid no attention to him, shook his clothes and walked out like the wind.
It must be her, the little lover of the second emperor brother.
He just suffered some superficial injuries, and the little palace maid still had the second emperor's brother's child in her belly, the grandson of the father's emperor. Could he really be so cruel?
Feng Jiu'er didn't dare to think too much, and she didn't have time to think too much, so she headed to Feng Qiongcang's place as quickly as possible.
"Princess." Outside Fengluan Palace, two guards stood in front of Feng Jiuer.
"I want to see my father." Feng Jiuer said coldly and continued to move forward.
The guards did not dare to stop him and could only let him go.
Looking at the big characters of Fengluan Palace not far away, Feng Jiuer's face had already turned pale.
She wished she could go in immediately and stop all this, but why was the road to the palace so long?
Suddenly, her body became light, and when Feng Jiuer lowered her head to look at the big palm on her waist, she had already arrived in front of the main hall.
The sound of snapping came from inside. Feng Jiuer didn't want to think too much and continued walking into the hall.
Jianyi kept silent and strode to follow.
"Princess." The guard guarding in front of the palace said with his hands in hand.
Seeing the figure in the main hall, Feng Jiuer almost ran in.
"Father." When he was about to approach Feng Qiongcang, Feng Jiuer stopped and knelt down, "Father, the person being punished inside is the second emperor brother?"
Seeing no response from Feng Qiongcang, Feng Jiuer raised her eyes to meet his gaze.
"Father, the person being punished inside is the Second Emperor's brother? Is that right?"
The sound of the whip hitting the flesh was very loud, but the second emperor brother could only grunt occasionally, which made Feng Jiuer's heart feel uncomfortable.
But the most important thing now is the little palace maid? Is she still well?
