Chapter 1203 The more you look at it, the more you like it
Feng Jiuer's guess was correct. Among the three people Ye Luosha mentioned, the remaining one was referring to her.
After breakfast, it was time for everyone to leave. Only Zhan Qingcheng, Mu Mu and Feng Jiuer were left here.
Looking at the woman standing in front of him, Feng Jiuer was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"I'm also planning to make some clothes for the New Year. Thank you, Senior Ye."
Feng Jiuer was willing to leave with Ye Luosha. Zhan Qingcheng and Mu Mu followed without saying anything.
Until everyone in the yard disappeared, Xiaoying and Qiaomu, who had just entered the wing room, walked out of it.
"Qiao Mu, do you think Jiu'er will be okay?" Little Cherry asked in a low voice.
"With Ninth Prince and Mu Mu here, what can happen to her?" Qiao Mu responded softly.
Little Cherry and Qiao Mu knew very well what Ye Luosha and Di Ji had done to Feng Jiuer before.
However, Feng Jiuer ordered that no one should mention this matter, and they never disclosed it to anyone.
"It seems that Jiu'er has forgotten that matter, but I know she still cares about it." Little Cherry's voice sounded.
"The closer she gets to the city gate, the worse her face becomes."
"Who can forget a life-critical matter?" Qiao Mu glanced at Little Cherry, "But with the Ninth Prince and everyone here, how can she not come back?"
Little Cherry nodded and sighed lightly.
"Jiu'er and Jiu Prince are also in trouble. I only hope that Ye Luosha and Emperor Ji can truly accept Jiu'er this time."
"Who knows? It's better to be on guard." Qiao Mu sighed softly.
"Yeah." Little Cherry nodded and said nothing more.
Feng Jiuer couldn't explain how she felt when she saw Ye Luosha again after not seeing him for a long time.
Anyway, she can only do what she should do, and it will definitely not please her.
The tailor asked Zhan Qingcheng and Mu Mu to take the measurements, then his eyes fell on Feng Jiuer.
"Miss Jiu'er..."
"Let me come." Before the tailor could finish his words, Zhan Qingcheng had already snatched the measuring stick from his hand.
The tailor knew that as a man, it was not appropriate for him to measure a woman.
But General Ye didn't say that there was a woman who wanted to make clothes. The Ninth Prince and General Mu were not people he could neglect. He would definitely go there himself.
Unexpectedly, there was another woman.
Miss Jiu'er is the favorite of Lord Ninth Prince. This matter spread throughout most of Phoenix City in less than a day. How dare the tailor do this?
General Ye hadn't spoken a word yet, so the tailor just had to bite the bullet and walk towards Feng Jiu'er.
Zhan Qingcheng walked past him with a cold air, and even took away the measuring stick in his hand. It was remarkable that the tailor was not frightened and fell down.
Looking at the man coming towards her, Feng Jiuer pursed her lips and did not refuse.
Zhan Qingcheng stood in front of Feng Jiuer with a measuring ruler and measured her shoulder width seriously.
Feng Jiuer glanced at him, coughed slightly, and raised her arms.
Men should not measure women, especially in ancient times.
When she saw the tailor's eyes falling on her just now, Feng Jiuer also guessed that her man would behave like this.
Zhan Qingcheng didn't say a word and bent down in front of Feng Jiu'er to measure her, looking very professional.
Seeing his serious attitude, even reluctant to put a tape ruler on her body, Feng Jiuer felt as if she had been filled with honey.
Dad, Mom, she likes this man more and more, what should I do?
"Okay." Zhan Qingcheng stood up and said softly.
Feng Jiuer then obediently retracted her hands and raised her eyes to meet his gaze a little dullly.
Is she the only one who can accept the service of the Ninth Prince? She is so proud, is she right?
The tailor heard Zhan Qingcheng's voice and reacted suddenly.
He turned around and picked up the book and pen, returned as quickly as possible to Zhan Qingcheng, and presented the book to Zhan Qingcheng respectfully.
"Ninth Prince, please!"
Zhan Qingcheng gave the woman in front of him a faint smile, turned his eyes, and took the book and pen from the tailor's hand.
Feng Jiuer originally doubted whether he really measured her body measurements, but now that she saw how serious he looked, she couldn't doubt it anymore.
However, I thought about going over and taking a look at what Nine Emperors Uncle was writing. It was true.
It's a pity that there is an extra night Rakshasa here. Feng Jiuer can only hold back and not do as he pleases.
The tailor took the book and pen from Lord Ninth Prince, took two steps back, and his eyes fell on Ye Luosha.
"General Ye, I don't know when it will be convenient for you to go to the store to choose fabrics. No matter what, I will definitely make the clothes today."
Ye Luosha is neither cold nor hot, just like her usual self.
Even when Zhan Qingcheng knelt down and took Feng Jiuer's measurements just now, she didn't say a word.
Her eyes fell on Zhan Qingcheng and Mu Mu, and she whispered: "The cloth shop is less than a mile away."
"Are Ajiu and Mu'er going to make the selection themselves, or should I help them make the decision?"
Zhan Qingcheng hugged Feng Jiu'er lightly and looked back at Mu Mu: "I have something to do, you go with the girl."
"Yeah." Mu Mu nodded and didn't say much.
Zhan Qingcheng gently rubbed Feng Jiuer's head and looked down at her with tenderness in his eyes.
"Don't run around, understand?"
"Yes." Feng Jiuer met his gaze and nodded.
It turns out that sometimes, it is also a kind of happiness for someone to treat you like a child.
Feng Jiuer found that the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. She liked him so much that she really wanted to stand on her tiptoes and give him a kiss, if she could reach it by standing on her tiptoes.
However, in front of Ye Rakshasa, is it really okay for them to be so close to each other?
It seems that it is not her who has the final say whether it is good or not. Uncle Nine Emperors can just say it is good and no one can have any opinions.
So, it seems that this is not something she should worry about.
Zhan Qingcheng rubbed Feng Jiuer's head again before letting her go and turning around to leave.
Before leaving, he didn't even look at Ye Luosha.
Mu Mu's attitude was similar. Even if he was his master, he would not even talk to Ye Luosha.
Ye Luosha should know the personalities of these two brothers better than he does, and Feng Jiuer doesn't want to pay too much attention to them.
Looking back at Ye Luosha, she said softly: "Senior Ye, there is really no need to bother."
"My friends and I have agreed to make clothes together after breakfast. If you want..."
"It doesn't matter if you let your friends go with you. Just say they are all from our Ninth Prince's Palace." Ye Luosha interrupted Feng Jiuer's words.
"If you feel it's inconvenient for me to be around, you and Mu'er can take everyone out."
"This...is not inconvenient." Feng Jiuer shook her head.
Although she really didn't want to go out with Ye Luosha, she couldn't be too direct.
Just when Feng Jiuer wanted to say something else, Mu Mu's voice sounded.
"I'll just take everyone out."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Mu walked towards Feng Jiuer.
