"Ninth Prince, I wonder what you want to eat?" Feng Jiuer turned around and glanced sideways at the man sitting almost as tall as herself.
Unexpectedly, a certain man looked at her and didn't respond at all.
Feng Jiuer blinked, seeming to understand where the problem was.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, what do you want to eat? Can I bring you some?"
Can Uncle Nine Emperors not be so difficult to take care of? Her biological father is still left aside by her, he is so picky!
"Whatever." Zhan Qingcheng threw out these two words as if giving alms.
However, Feng Jiuer still noticed that when her cute and hateful Jiuhuang uncle said "whatever", his eyes swept across the bowl in her hand.
"How about porridge?" Feng Jiuer looked at the most difficult guy to serve with a smile, "This porridge is delicious, really."
"Yeah." Zhan Qingcheng nodded.
"But there are no empty bowls. Uncle Jiuhuang wants to eat porridge. He may have to wait a little longer. I'll just wash the bowls." After saying a few words, Feng Jiuer turned and left.
How could she forget that the former Nine Emperors Uncle did not dislike her saliva.
Was it because he couldn't bear to compete with her to eat after seeing her wolfing down the food?
Regardless of whether this is the reason or not, just take it as such. Anyway, if you think so, you will feel better.
"No need." A low voice came from behind Feng Jiuer, "Just use yours."
Pursing her lips tightly to prevent herself from laughing, Feng Jiuer walked towards Xue Gu with a happy look on her face.
"Feng Jiu'er, when did you become so duplicitous?" Qiao Mu, who was chewing chicken legs and drinking porridge, couldn't stand it anymore.
"Did I say anything?" Feng Jiuer asked, looking at this guy who was criticizing Sang and Huai.
"Yes, not honest at all!"
Qiao Mu didn't dare to look at Zhan Qingcheng. Even if Feng Jiu'er could understand it, it was impossible for the Ninth Prince not to understand it.
She actually dared to tease the Ninth Prince in front of him, and she had some potential.
However, when I think about it carefully, I dared to directly rob someone with my brothers, but now I only indirectly tease him and feel great, so worthless!
Qiao Mu shook his head, picked up the plump chicken leg, and took another bite.
"Why didn't Jianyi come back with some wine? At this time, it would be better to drink some wine."
"Sister, we are running for our lives now. It's good to be full." Jianyi took down the roasted chicken, took a look at it, and then put it back.
Qiao Mu looked at Jian Yi and swallowed the chicken in his mouth.
"Well, Jianyi, it's good that you are willing to talk to me. Jiu'er has been with Lord Ninth Prince all the way. I'm almost sick from boredom."
"But can you please stop calling me eldest sister? You are older than me anyway, right? You don't even know how to call people. It's your fault that no woman likes you yet."
"As long as Jiu'er likes me, I don't need other women."
Just as Jian Yi's voice fell, somewhere, two men coughed lightly at the same time.
Feng Jiuer, who had just carried a bowl of porridge and walked back, was startled by Jianyi and almost tripped over himself.
Mu Mu glanced at Mu Mu, who was smiling, and Feng Jiuer lowered her head and continued to move forward.
Sitting down next to Zhan Qingcheng, Feng Jiuer raised her eyebrows and looked at Jian Yi.
"Jianyi, don't talk nonsense." People will die!
"Yes, Jian Yi, when did Jiu'er start to like you? Is it possible that you two lived in the palace for a few days and developed feelings for each other?"
"Ahem..." As soon as Qiao Mu finished speaking, the man next to Feng Jiuer almost spit out the porridge in his mouth.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you okay? Don't be impatient, slow down!" Feng Jiu'er raised his head twice.
If time permits, can she challenge Qiao Mu in a duel?
This guy who is afraid of chaos in the world deserves a beating!
After putting down the porridge, Feng Jiuer took out a small square scarf and wiped the corners of Zhan Qingcheng's mouth, looking like an obedient little boy.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, is it too hot? Let me... blow on it first."
Putting away the square scarf, Feng Jiuer picked up the meat porridge that was put aside again.
It's actually nothing to serve the Nine Emperors Uncle when dad is away.
But now my father is still sitting aside. I wonder if he will be disappointed when he sees that he is so useless?
Pursing her lips, Feng Jiuer took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Zhan Qingcheng.
"Okay, it's probably not hot anymore."
It wasn't too hot in the first place, but Uncle Nine Emperors was angered by Qiao Mu's words, which led to the accident.
The breath of the person next to her became colder and colder. Feng Jiuer did not dare to leave at will, and even her waist was not as straight as usual.
"Have we developed feelings for each other?" Zhan Qingcheng lowered his eyes and said coldly at the girl beside him.
Feng Jiuer turned to look at Feng Li and felt relieved when she saw that he was still eating porridge.
"No, don't listen to Qiao Mu's nonsense."
Without an explanation at this time, Feng Jiuer felt that she was not far from hell.
No matter how cold, domineering, and unreasonable he is, he is still the Nine Emperors Uncle, how can she ignore him?
In fact, it was not a question of whether she dared or not, but that Uncle Nine Emperors would not let her have such an opportunity.
Qiao Mu smiled, looked at Jian Yi and raised his eyebrows.
"Jianyi, why don't you explain it to me, if there is any misunderstanding."
For some reason, Qiao Mu always felt that Jian Yi's explanation would make her feel happier, so she blurted out the words.
"Jiu'er likes me and wants me to be her servant. This is something that the entire Feng clan knows. There's nothing surprising about it." Jian Yi said carelessly.
Jian Yi actually didn't think much about it. Qiao Mu said that no woman liked him, so he thought of Jiu'er.
Jiu'er likes everyone, so it's impossible not to dislike just herself.
No one knew how simple Jian Yi's thoughts were, but after listening to his words, Qiao Mu's mood really improved a lot.
Feng Jiuer was speechless and asked the sky! Is she going to beat Qiao Mu? Or is she going to educate their No. 1 killer in Beimu Country?
"Does the entire Phoenix Clan know?"
Zhan Qingcheng's low voice forced Feng Jiuer to withdraw her thoughts.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, please don't take it seriously, okay? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qiao Mu and Jian Yi are teasing me, why didn't you catch it?"
If we don't explain, will the Nine Emperors Uncle say that he wants to destroy the Phoenix Clan?
Feng Jiuer has no doubts about this man's ability.
He is now bullied by dogs, all because of himself.
Although the Phoenix Clan is very large and has many talented people, it is not completely impossible if the Nine Emperors Uncle really intends to annihilate the Feng Clan.
Qiao Mu looked at Jian Yi, then couldn't help but glance back.
"Um, Jianyi, it turns out you..."
"Qiao Mu!" Qiao Mu was interrupted by Feng Jiu'er before he finished speaking.
After glaring at this guy who was unsatisfactory in love and was deliberately trying to harm others, Feng Jiuer took a deep breath and turned her gaze to look at Jian Yi.
"Jianyi, how can a chicken leg satisfy Miss Qiao? Give her two chicken butts."
"No problem." Jianyi stood up holding a whole roasted chicken.
"Feng Jiu'er, how can you say dirty words?" Qiao Mu threw the chicken bones away casually, "By the way, I don't eat this kind of thing. If you like it, you can eat it yourself."
