Zhao Xiaoxiao, who had just left, saw a dark crowd of people coming not far away and immediately turned back.
"Brother, there is..."
Before she could finish her words, a person and a horse flashed before her eyes like arrows.
A strong wind blew by, almost pushing Zhao Xiaoxiao from his horse to the ground.
After the strong wind, the long hair and clothes that were blown up slowly fell down. Only then did Zhao Xiaoxiao react and took a deep breath.
"So...fast!"
"Miss, are you okay?" The brother who followed was still in shock.
Zhao Xiaoxiao glanced back and immediately tightened the reins and headed back.
Feng Jiuer and Zhuiyue had just walked a short distance forward when a man and a horse appeared in front of them.
The man was nearly 1.9 meters tall. His long black hair was meticulously combed behind his head, revealing a face with no flaws at all.
The deep eyes are piercing and bright. One look and you are hooked. Another look makes you sink in and you can't extricate yourself.
The tall nose bridge is so perfect that Feng Jiuer believes that no matter how good a beauty doctor is, he will never be able to make such a perfect nose.
What's more, this is ancient times here, there is no such thing as plastic surgery, it is purely natural, absolutely natural.
Those thin lips, which are more beautiful than roses, and the slightly invisible curve at the corners of the mouth make those who see it suddenly forget all their worries.
Her face shape is prettier than all the celebrities I've seen, so don't be too perfect.
The skin is fair and even, even if it is exposed to the sun or rain, it will not be damaged in the slightest. It truly explains what it means to be naturally beautiful.
Feng Jiu'er always felt that she was pretty good because she borrowed Feng Jiu'er's body, but she still felt very inferior in front of Uncle Nine Emperors.
The point is, it’s really not as beautiful as him!
Her ability to sink a fish and fall a wild goose, to conquer the country and conquer the city, is just because other people in the world think so because they are not well-informed.
In front of Zhan Qingcheng, Feng Jiuer felt absolutely ashamed.
Before Feng Jiuer could speak to Zhan Qingcheng, Zhuiyue hissed, looking even more excited than a human being.
Zhui Feng's low chirping sounded, and Zhui Yue immediately calmed down and stood even more disciplined than usual.
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and gently rubbed Zhuiyue's mane.
"It's terrible, brother, it's terrible... it's terrible." Approaching the man who had his back turned to him, Zhao Xiaoxiao coughed lightly and closed his mouth.
Glancing at Feng Jiu'er, her eyes fell on Zhan Qingcheng's profile.
Seeing such a handsome man, Zhao Xiaoxiao's eyes widened and he tightened his grip on the reins.
The horse underneath him had his neck pulled, and he immediately stopped and kicked up his front legs.
Before Zhao Xiaoxiao could react from Zhan Qingcheng's picturesque face, the horse suddenly went crazy and she was completely thrown out.
There was a scream, and just when Feng Jiuer was about to take action, Zhao Yusheng, who was rushing over, jumped up on his horse and held Zhao Xiaoxiao firmly in his arms.
The two of them landed not far behind Feng Jiuer.
"Brother." Zhao Xiaoxiao called softly after seeing clearly the face of the man holding him.
"No... come on, then..." Looking back at Zhan Qingcheng, she froze again, "It's so beautiful!"
"Brother, I have never seen such a handsome man."
"Xiao Xiao." Zhao Yusheng shook Zhao Xiaoxiao and gently let her go, "He is the Ninth Prince, the God of War. Ninth Prince, please don't be rude."
"Ninth Prince?" Zhao Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and almost lost his balance.
If it weren't for Zhao Yusheng's gentle support, she might have fallen down again.
"Brother, did I hear you correctly? It's the Ninth Prince, the legendary God of War, Ninth Prince?"
"Well, it's him." Zhao Yusheng nodded.
It's not that Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't know that this time she went to Phoenix City, she would probably be able to catch the Ninth Prince's charm, but she just didn't expect that she would see him in this situation.
What she didn't even expect was that the Ninth Prince was so handsome, even more handsome than the man in white and the handsome man she rescued last time.
"Brother, help me." Looking back, Zhao Xiaoxiao's legs softened and he leaned against Zhao Yusheng.
Zhan Qingcheng ignored those unimportant people. Seeing his woman looking at other people, he coughed slightly dissatisfiedly.
Feng Jiuer turned around and met his gaze, feeling helpless.
She is looking at a woman, so he should be jealous?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you are so handsome today! You are so handsome!" Seeing that he mobilized all his troops to pick her up, Feng Jiuer didn't want to care about it.
"Come here." Zhan Qingcheng's voice was a bit deep.
It seems that Uncle Nine Emperors still cares about him. What exactly does he care about? Maybe it's because he just ignored him for a few seconds.
As handsome as Uncle Nine Emperors is, he can be stingy, but fortunately, he is quite easy to coax.
"Here we come." Feng Jiuer smiled slightly and took the horse's rope.
Zhuiyue just raised his eyes and glanced at Zhui Feng, then lowered his head and walked over obediently.
When the horse's head was almost close to each other, Zhuiyue stopped and his head lowered even more.
Feng Jiuer lowered her eyes and was about to raise her eyes to say something when the deep voice of the man in front of her sounded again.
"come over."
Meeting Zhan Qingcheng's gaze, Feng Jiuer pursed her lips slightly.
She leaned forward and landed in front of Zhan Qingcheng.
"After all, they are all women. Uncle Nine Emperors asked me to throw myself into his arms in front of so many people. Aren't you worried that I will be laughed at?"
Looking up, Feng Jiuer's pink lips became even wider.
Seeing the man's face gradually enlarging, she immediately lowered her head.
Uncle Nine Emperors actually wanted to kiss her. There were so many people, didn't he see it?
When her eyes fell on Zhui Yue and Zhui Feng, Feng Jiuer suddenly had the illusion that she and Zhui Yue were in similar situations.
Zhui Yue is a very stubborn horse, but in front of Zhui Feng, he is no different from a quail.
She actually wanted to laugh at Chai Yue just now, but now, she felt like she was being slapped in the face.
Zhan Qingcheng glanced at the little girl's head, held the reins and turned around.
"Who dares to laugh at this king's woman?"
After being glanced at by the Ninth Prince, not to mention the brothers who were following, even their mounts couldn't help but panic.
The brothers lowered their heads one by one and moved out of the way.
Who dares to laugh at Miss Jiuer? Unless they don’t want to live anymore.
Feng Jiu'er, who was hugged by the man with one hand, looked around at everyone, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Fortunately, it's not that I'm too good, it's just that Uncle Nine Emperors is too fierce, as you can tell by looking at your brothers.
When the couple passed by, Long Shiyi suddenly shouted: "Welcome the princess back to the city! I wish the prince and princess to have a son soon and live a long life!"
As soon as Long Shiyi's voice fell, the scene became very quiet.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for something, and they didn't even dare to breathe too hard.
Feng Jiuer looked at Long Shiyi and blinked, not knowing how to react.
But unexpectedly, a magnetic and pleasant voice sounded behind her.
