The common people did not want to disturb the prince's mood, so they could only smile and nod as they watched Zhan Qingcheng and Feng Jiuer pass by.
Feng Jiuer's thoughts were on the smiles on the people's faces and the prosperity around her.
She originally thought that the war would make the entire Phoenix city depressed for a while, but she didn't expect that everyone would cheer up so quickly.
Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, a day of great reunions. Every household is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it doesn't look like they have just finished a war.
At some point, Zhan Qingcheng successfully captured Feng Jiuer's little hand, and the two held hands and walked forward.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you are really powerful!" Thinking of the difficulty of the war, Feng Jiuer turned her head and looked at the man beside her.
"If it weren't for you, the people wouldn't be able to live such a happy life."
"If there is no war in the future, people will definitely live a better life. Everyone can live and work in peace and contentment and live an ordinary life, which is also a kind of happiness."
Zhan Qingcheng looked at the woman beside him, smiled slightly, and still didn't say much.
Not far away, Ye Luosha, who was standing on the second floor of the inn, clenched his fists when he heard Feng Jiuer's words.
"Sure enough, it's her!" She snorted coldly, turned around and walked inside.
Elder Shi gave a shallow sigh, then turned and entered the side room.
Feng Jiuer was in a happy mood and did not pay attention to what was going on above the inn.
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes almost never left Feng Jiuer, and he didn't care about things happening elsewhere.
After Xiaoying settled down with Jianyi, she and Qiao Mu came on horseback.
Zhao Xiaoxiao had been begging Zhao Yusheng to take her out for a walk. At this moment, the two brothers and sisters also came over.
Looking at the two people walking hand in hand on the street, Qiao Mu pulled the reins and stopped.
"I'd better not go, lest I be disliked by the Ninth Prince."
Little Cherry pulled the reins and stopped.
"Why is he disliked by the Ninth Prince? He is not this kind of person."
Turning her eyes, Little Cherry looked at Feng Jiu'er not far away and waved her hand.
"Jiuer, Qiaomu is here, Qiaomu is here to pick you up."
As soon as Little Cherry's voice fell, Feng Jiuer broke free from Zhan Qingcheng's grasp and strode forward.
After looking at the Ninth Prince, Qiao Mu coughed suddenly and lowered his head.
Little Cherry didn't notice the change in Zhan Qingcheng's aura. She got off her horse and walked towards Feng Jiu'er.
"Jiu'er, I really didn't expect Phoenix City to be so beautiful."
Xiaoying, who held Feng Jiuer's hand in the past, seemed to have no idea that she had taken someone's place and put herself in danger.
"Qiao Mu said that tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there will be a very lively lantern festival in Phoenix City, just three miles away."
"Qiao Mu also just came back from there. She said that many brothers and people are busy there now, and it will be very lively tomorrow."
Feng Jiuer felt happy after hearing Xiao Yingying's words.
After experiencing battle after battle, she knew that it was particularly important to allow people to have a stable life.
However, Feng Jiu'er didn't show as much excitement as Little Cherry.
Looking up at Qiao Mu, who was walking over, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth and said, "How are you all these days?"
"Thanks to you, it's great!" Qiao Mu smiled a little awkwardly.
After coughing slightly, her eyes fell on the man behind Feng Jiuer.
"The Ninth Prince has been waiting for you for several days. You must spend time with me."
When Feng Jiuer turned around, Zhan Qingcheng's expression softened a lot.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I also want to visit the Lantern Festival. Do you want to come with me?"
"Yeah." Zhan Qingcheng nodded and only said one word.
Seeing that his face was not very good, Feng Jiuer could only turn around and go back.
"Zhui Feng, Zhui Yue." She glanced behind Zhan Qingcheng and called softly.
Zhui Feng and Zhui Feng ran over in shadow.
Before Zhan Qingcheng could say anything, Feng Jiuer took Zhuiyue in hand, leaned over and got on the horse.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, Zhuiyue and I met before going to Zhaojiazhai. It turns out that it has been looking for me. Fortunately, it didn't give up."
"Just in time, you follow it and see if it has deteriorated during this time."
As soon as she finished speaking, she took the horse's rope and walked forward.
Zhan Qingcheng still said nothing, jumped on the horse and moved forward.
The person who appeared in front of him just now was as if he had never appeared before.
There were more and more people nearby, and Feng Jiuer didn't want to ride on the same horse as Zhan Qingcheng anymore, so she had no choice but to make this move.
No matter what, since the other party is Uncle Nine Emperors, it is better to keep a low profile.
Little Cherry looked back at Qiao Mu and frowned in confusion.
"Qiao Mu, why do you seem to be acting based on the Ninth Prince's face today?"
"Who dares to do something without looking at his face?" Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows, turned around and got on the horse.
Little Cherry frowned slightly and nodded.
"Think about it."
Without asking any more questions, she got on the horse and followed Qiao Mu's footsteps.
It wasn't until Zhan Qingcheng passed by him that Zhao Xiaoxiao averted his eyes from him.
Seeing the person next to her riding her horse and turning around, she also rode her horse and changed its direction.
"Brother, the Ninth Prince is really handsome, don't you think?"
Zhao Yusheng glanced at her and said in a deep voice: "Don't make any crooked ideas!"
Zhao Yusheng had a bit of a headache for his sister who had changed her mind.
She was not like this before, but now she actually likes each other when she sees them.
The mute slave at that time, and Jianyi later, never expected that the little guy would actually have the idea of the Ninth Prince now.
If he had known this, shouldn't he have brought her out?
"Brother, what did you say? I just said that the Ninth Prince is good-looking. I still like Jian Yi."
"How could I like someone as cold as Lord Ninth Prince?"
"He is so powerful. I dare not even think about it. Jian Yi is better. Brother, I am going back to take care of Jian Yi. You have to follow me."
Zhao Yusheng glanced sideways at the person next to him, and Zhao Xiaoxiao glanced back at him and continued: "What I said is true."
"Don't think that I like your sister every time I see you. I'm not that kind of person!"
Apart from the man in white, this was the first time she liked a man. How could he be that kind of person?
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Zhao Xiaoxiao drove his horse back in the direction he came out just now.
Zhao Yusheng looked at her for a while, then caught the horse's belly and chased after her.
"Jian Yi is not so easy to succeed. I think you should stop thinking about it."
Say Prince Jiu is cold, but Jian Yi is not? Jian Yi can only be cold to Jiu'er.
"I don't want you to take care of my affairs!" Zhao Xiaoxiao met Zhao Yusheng's eyes and pursed his lips, "Don't you think it's not easy to give up?"
"If I fall in love, I won't give up! Brother, if you always think like this, you will definitely regret it in the future."
"What should I... regret?" Zhao Yusheng frowned slightly and looked away.
Zhao Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes at the person next to him and snorted: "You know your own business!"
Without saying a word, she drove her horse and quickened her pace.
