"I have selected a place in this palace." Zhan Yuheng only glanced at Feng Jiuer, then withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.
Seeing this, Feng Jiuer could only walk side by side with him without asking any more questions.
Unexpectedly, after walking for a quarter of an hour, the team was still moving forward, and the people around them had no intention of stopping.
If this was not his own place and there were not many people there who needed their protection, Feng Jiuer might have let them go and let them do whatever they wanted.
Obviously, she can't just leave now.
Looking sideways at Zhan Yuheng, Feng Jiuer asked softly: "I wonder where His Highness the Crown Prince is referring to? Is that... far away?"
Zhan Yuheng curled his lips slightly, but didn't even look at Feng Jiu'er.
"General Feng, are you in a hurry?"
Looking at this side face, Feng Jiuer frowned.
"Yes, I'm very busy."
Isn't this asking questions knowingly? We agreed to take people into the city for seven days on the first day. How can she not be busy?
"Qingyun said that General Feng would definitely sell it to me, so I came here." Zhan Yuheng said lightly.
Qingyun, who was walking in front, felt a chill down his spine and coughed slightly, but could only pretend he didn't hear it.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and nodded: "Of course, His Highness the Crown Prince is willing to give our army seven days, and I have to give you this face."
"I'm just worried that things are not as simple as they seem. When the time comes, someone will break their promise."
When Zhan Yuheng looked sideways, Feng Jiuer had already looked away from him and looked ahead.
"You don't have confidence in me that much?"
Zhan Yuheng's "my palace" was finally replaced by "I".
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and shook her head.
"This is not a question of confidence or lack of confidence. Your Highness, don't you think it is inappropriate for you to say that you are taking people to the city to recuperate at this time?"
"Then we will go to war, but now we are walking leisurely on the street like friends."
"Moreover, you placed such an important person in my place, and I still have to find someone to protect her. How can I have such time?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer shook her head again.
"Anyway, no matter how you look at it, this matter is not as simple as resting."
"I said I was just resting, but you didn't believe me?" Zhan Yuheng looked at Feng Jiuer and asked softly.
"I believe it." Feng Jiuer met his gaze and nodded seriously, "But I'm not worried."
"If something happens to your people here, and you get angry and immediately lead troops to attack, how should I explain it?"
"Let's do this, Your Highness, see if you can stay and take care of your people. I'm worried that if I don't do anything, she will be injured."
It’s not that I’m worried, it’s that I am sure that Feng Qingyin must be doing something!
"Feng Jiu'er, what do you mean by this?" Suddenly, Feng Qingyin's voice came over.
Feng Jiuer glanced back, raised her eyebrows, and looked away without bothering to pay attention.
From the angry look on her face, it sounds like she is sick? Or maybe only her man believes it.
"Feng Jiu'er, at this point, do you still like to say bad things about others behind their backs?"
Feng Qingyin ignored Linglong's obstruction and walked out of the carriage.
"Miss, it's windy outside, you'd better go back." Linglong stood behind her and put a robe on her.
Looking at the man and woman in front of her, Feng Qingyin stamped her feet and retreated to the wooden chair aside to sit down.
"Linglong, open the curtain." She took a deep breath and whispered.
At first, the carriage was some distance away from them, and Feng Jiuer didn't know when the carriage caught up.
She didn't say anything bad about anyone behind their back, but she did it in front of them, okay? However, she really felt a little guilty.
Turning her head and secretly glancing at the man next to her, Feng Jiuer tried her best to lower her voice and asked, "I wonder what His Highness the Crown Prince means?"
"If you could personally stay and take care of your people, I would be very grateful, little lady."
Anyway, in seven days, the gap between her current military strength and his has widened. If she doesn't get reinforcements, the consequences will be disastrous.
"It means that you have to accompany me in person these days?"
Zhan Yuheng's words made Feng Jiuer's eyes widen unconsciously.
However, before she could respond, Feng Qingyin's voice came over again.
"Brother Prince, I don't want her company, Brother Prince, I don't want her!"
Such a sharp sound is actually not unpleasant to hear, but Feng Jiuer really doesn't like it.
"Your Highness, aren't you joking? If I were here, your people would not be able to take a good rest." Feng Jiuer shrugged, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"However, I still hope you can stay. I only provide accommodation and cannot guarantee anything else."
Feng Jiuer was too lazy to argue with Feng Qingyin, so her voice was not loud.
However, the carriage was forced to follow them closely, and Feng Qingyin could still hear her words clearly.
"Feng Jiu'er, do you think I'm willing to come in? If the prince brother hadn't insisted, I wouldn't have come into this hellish place of yours."
Feng Qingyin glanced outside and felt disgusted.
"I am your sister after all. I am about to have a miscarriage now, and you still slander me. Do you really want me to die in front of you so that you can feel at ease?"
"Miss, don't be angry." Linglong's anxious voice came out, "You'd better go back and lie down."
"Yes, miss, don't be angry." The palace maid's voice also came out.
But Feng Qingyin kept talking and no one could stop her.
Feng Jiuer looked ahead and tried his best to block out these noises.
After a while, she finally saw Qingyun in front of her turning into another road. She rode her horse and chased after him.
"Qingyun, where did you choose?"
"Biyun Shanshui Pavilion." Qingyun looked at Feng Jiuer and responded softly.
"Biyun Shanshui Pavilion?" Feng Jiuer frowned, "Is that far?"
It was her first time in Mocheng, how could she know so much?
"It's not far." Qingyun shook his head, "If we keep going all the way here, at our current speed, we still have about two-quarters of an hour."
"Two more quarters of an hour?" Feng Jiuer's eyes furrowed further, "It's so far away, but it's still not far away?"
Qingyun turned his head again and looked at Feng Jiuer.
"In fact, it's not that far. If you drive faster, you can reach the city gate in a quarter of an hour."
Feng Jiuer calmed down and nodded.
We have been walking for half an hour, and there is still half an hour left, but if we hurry up, it will be much faster.
The frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed, Feng Jiuer just turned his head and glanced back, and his eyes fell on Qingyun.
"Qingyun, can I ask you a question?"
"Miss Jiuer, please tell me!" Qingyun cupped his hand.
Feng Jiuer rode the horse and got closer to Qingyun. She tried her best to lower her voice and asked, "Qingyun, do you know that His Highness the Crown Prince will stay?"
Qingyun met her gaze and shook his head.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, sighed, and looked up at the dark clouds above her head.
