Qiao Mu and Jian Yi were outside Feng Jiu'er's wing. Her words could be heard by the two people standing at the door.
In order not to affect the two people inside, Qiao Mu still blocked Jian Yi.
She looked at Jian Yi and raised her eyebrows slightly.
"I said it's okay, you can go back and rest."
Jian Yi glanced at her, looked away, and turned back.
Qiao Mu watched Jianyi enter the door before turning around and leaving.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. Neither of them gave any orders, but she was willing to guard the door for them.
"How's it going?" Seeing Qiao Mu coming back, Little Cherry immediately asked.
"A man and a widower, what else can I do?" Qiao Mu glanced at Little Cherry, "I still have things to do, you want to see for yourself."
"No!" Little Cherry held Qiao Mu's hand, "If someone comes in to disturb me, you can still block it, right?"
"This is a critical moment, how could you not be here?"
Qiao Mu looked back at Little Cherry, eyes half-squinted.
"Am I going to stay and guard the goal at someone's critical moment?"
"That's right." Little Cherry nodded and looked back at the door of the wing, "Good sisters, don't worry about it. If you keep watch, you won't lose a piece of meat."
Little Cherry's mind had returned to the wing, but she did not let go of Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu looked at her and then at the closed door, a little helpless.
There was originally Mu Mu behind the two of them, but not long after Qiao Mu came over, Mu Mu left alone.
"Jiu'er actually got into a fight with Prince Jiu in the wing. I really admire her more and more." Not far away, Zhao Xiaoxiao also looked at Feng Jiu'er's wing.
Zhao Yusheng knew that nothing happened, so he went back to his private room.
Qiao Mu couldn't leave, so he had to stay.
In the side room, Zhan Qingcheng put Feng Jiuer on the bed and sat down himself.
"I want to compete with you."
As soon as Feng Jiuer got up, Zhan Qingcheng gently pushed her back down.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I want to compete with you!" Feng Jiuer glared at the man in front of her.
In terms of strength, she definitely can't compete with him, so she won't do such stupid things.
"Why do we have to compete?" Zhan Qingcheng locked Feng Jiuer's hands, leaned down, and lay down next to her.
Without giving Feng Jiu'er any chance, he tightened his arms and held her in his arms.
In order not to make the little girl feel uncomfortable, Zhan Qingcheng also left her a little silence.
Feng Jiuer pushed her chest, which was like an iron wall, and raised her eyes to meet Zhan Qingcheng's gaze.
"I've long wanted to compete with you, why don't you give me a chance? I'm not weak now."
Feng Jiuer is full of energy now. Even if Zhan Qingcheng doesn't compete with him, she will find someone to practice with.
Of course, she still hopes to compete with him and see the true strength of the God of War, which is also a good thing.
"You won when I allowed you to live in my heart." Zhan Qingcheng gently hugged the woman in his arms and said softly.
Meeting his tender eyes and remembering his affectionate words, the fire surging in Feng Jiuer's heart suddenly turned into a little elk.
After being stunned for a while, she blinked and whispered, "Who taught you love words?"
The Nine Emperors Uncle who can talk about love is so charming and terrible!
She was full of enthusiasm just now, but because of his words, her voice changed.
The corner of Zhan Qingcheng's mouth slightly raised a smile that could confuse all living beings, and she lowered her head and came closer.
Feng Jiuer looked at his handsome face that was so charming that it cost her life, and she almost fell for it.
When Zhan Qingcheng was defenseless, Feng Jiuer suddenly woke up.
She pushed away the man who was hugging her, turned over and got out of bed.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, didn't you say that the clothes I made are good? Try them on quickly. If they don't fit, you have to take them back and change them."
"Otherwise, the shop owner won't open the door tomorrow during the Spring Festival."
Feng Jiuer hurriedly picked up the clothes she had just put aside casually and left without looking back. She couldn't even remember what she said.
Because she was very sure of a problem, and if she didn't leave, she would definitely be unable to control her behavior.
Pushing open the door to the inner room, Feng Jiuer strode out and took a deep breath, as if the air in the room inside had been emptied out.
Thinking that she had almost executed the God of War Prince on the spot, Feng Jiuer coughed slightly, puffed up her chest, and looked proud.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, here are the clothes. Come out and try them on yourself."
"I'm going to give clothes to Mu Mu and Jian Yi first, otherwise they will have to wear old clothes for the lantern festival tonight."
Without waiting for the people inside to respond, Feng Jiuer picked up Jian Yi and Mu Mu's clothes and left the wing like an arrow.
The "bang" sound of the door closing was clearly heard not only by Zhan Qingcheng inside, but also by people outside.
The people who were watching the excitement outside did not expect that Feng Jiuer came out after it was quiet for a while.
Seeing her neatly dressed, everyone looked a little disappointed.
"Jiu'er." Seeing Feng Jiu'er coming out with her clothes in her arms, Little Cherry hurriedly ran over, "Didn't you beat Lord Jiu'er... to the ground?"
The word "lay" was almost squeezed out of the little cherry, and the sound was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Feng Jiuer rolled his eyes at her and whispered: "If I had this ability, I would be the first to knock you down."
"Jian Yi." When she came to Jian Yi's wing, she knocked on the door gently and said, "I brought you some clothes."
Without waiting for Jianyi to respond, Feng Jiuer opened the door and walked in.
Jian Yi in the wing was sitting quietly reading a book. When Feng Jiu'er came in, he just raised his head slightly.
"Is this what the Ninth Prince is capable of?"
As soon as Jian Yi's voice fell, a cold wind came in from outside, and Little Cherry was frightened and stepped aside.
Knowing who the person was who came in, Feng Jiuer immediately turned around without even having time to complain.
Looking at Zhan Qingcheng's tall figure, the woman holding the clothes smiled with a smile on her face.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I will go over and wait for you to try on your clothes later. I will send Jianyi's clothes to him first, and I plan to give Mu Mu's clothes to Xiaoying."
"Jianyi doesn't have any clothes to begin with. If I don't bring them to him, tonight's lantern festival..."
"Is it possible that he is naked now?" Zhan Qingcheng glanced at Jianyi and interrupted Feng Jiuer coldly.
"I am still busy with things, so I can only save half a stick of incense."
"Okay, I get it, I understand. You go first and I'll be here right away. I promise! I'll be here right away."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuer glanced at Little Cherry.
"Come, send it to Mu Mu."
Little Cherry nodded, walked a little stiffly, and came to Feng Jiuer's side.
Fortunately, when she reached for Mu Mu's clothes, the man behind her left.
The two women standing in the hall breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhan Qingcheng leaving.
Little Cherry's chattering voice spread in the side room.
"The Ninth Prince is angry, it's so... terrifying!"
