When Qiao Mu said, "If you don't wear it, I'll give it to another man," even his voice deliberately changed the tone.
Feng Jiuer frowned slightly as she looked at the guy sitting next to her who was much taller than herself.
"Qiao Mu, I think you have quite a talent for acting. The stage is so big up there. Do you want to go up there and try it out later?"
Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"It's not necessary for acting, but I bet the clothes you made for him will not be in vain."
"Later, everyone will wait for the Ninth Prince to attend wearing fancy clothes, and they are also couple's clothes, and he will wear the same clothes as his future bride."
"Yes, yes." Little Cherry on the other side also nodded sharply, "I also think it is impossible for the Ninth Prince to waste Jiu'er's hard work."
"Isn't he worried about Jiu'er giving the clothes to others? How could he be willing to throw them aside?"
"When I came here just now, the clothes were still in my room. I hung them up, do you understand?" Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, too lazy to look at the two guys anymore.
"I told you before, he didn't take it away at all."
Qiao Mu and Xiao Yingying leaned forward and looked at each other, their eyes full of unknown expressions.
"The Ninth Prince didn't even take away any of his clothes?" said Little Cherry.
"In the end, no one was sent to ask for it?" Qiao Mu was also a little surprised.
However, unexpectedly, the two of them still saw Feng Jiuer nodding.
Qiao Mu frowned and stood up.
"The Ninth Prince is so ignorant. I will bring it over now and let Zhao Yusheng wear it."
"That's right, let Zhao Yusheng wear it." Little Cherry agreed.
"What do you want my eldest brother to wear?" Zhao Xiaoxiao listened half of the words and looked at Qiao Mu in confusion.
"Sit down, the opening ceremony will start soon. Wouldn't it be better to think about what to eat and drink later." Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at Qiao Mu.
"Besides, I didn't expect him to wear that dress tonight. If he really insists on wearing it, I won't wear it."
Feng Jiuer pulled Qiao Mu and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Sit down quickly, don't you know that the people in the first row are very eye-catching?"
Qiao Mu looked back, ignored Zhao Xiaoxiao, and sat down reluctantly.
"Then he can't waste your thoughts?"
"Are there many eyes looking at you?" Feng Jiuer looked at the man who was pretending to be calm and smiled.
Qiao Mu coughed lightly and said calmly: "Not many, a few hundred at most."
Feng Jiuer glanced at Qiao Mu again and then looked away.
"What are you doing? Why are you more gossipy than Little Cherry today?"
"Jiu'er, you mean I'm usually very gossipy?" Little Cherry looked at Feng Jiu'er and frowned.
"No need to question this?"
"Does that need to be said?"
Two different voices sounded at the same time, and Feng Jiuer and Qiao Mu looked at Little Cherry together.
Qiao Muyue frowned, looked away, and scanned the stage.
"I'm not gossiping."
Feng Jiuer followed Qiao Mu's gaze and looked towards the stage.
"Don't tell me, you want Uncle Nine Emperors to wear the same clothes as me because you want to stimulate the two people above?"
Looking back at Qiao Mu, Feng Jiuer frowned and lowered her voice: "Am I too worried about my longevity?"
"Originally, I wanted to wear them together, but after seeing the finished product, I no longer had such an idea. Anyway, you can't be too high-profile."
When Qiao Mu had his thoughts revealed, he raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.
Little Cherry was accused on the spot by two people and was speechless for a moment.
Suddenly, the whole place erupted in excitement, and the sound was irresistible even if it was ignored.
Several people sitting together turned their heads at the same time and looked in the direction they came in.
No matter how many people supported him, Feng Jiuer could still easily see that tall figure.
Who else could have caused such a big sensation if not Nine Emperors Uncle?
"It's the Ninth Prince."
"The Ninth Prince is here."
"The Ninth Prince is here, our Prince from Phoenix City is here."
"The Ninth Prince seems to be looking very different today. It's really rare to be so energetic!"
"The Ninth Prince seems to be in a good mood!"
"..."
The voices of the common people came one after another, and without exception, they were full of admiration and admiration.
Feng Jiuer suddenly discovered a fact that even she couldn't believe.
"He..." Little Cherry grabbed Feng Jiu'er's arm tightly, "Jiu'er, didn't you say the clothes are still there with you?"
"Aren't those the clothes you designed?" At the same time, Qiao Mu also saw it.
The moment Zhan Qingcheng walked onto the stage, everyone under the stage fell silent.
Today's Ninth Prince is a little unsure, his clothes are still a dull color. That's because Feng Jiu'er knows that men can't accept too bright colors.
The difference is that today the Ninth Prince's clothes, in addition to the main color, also have a few different colors.
In fact, the clothes are not fancy at all. As Qiao Mu said, they are just a little more fancy than the Ninth Prince's usual clothes.
When Feng Jiuer designed this dress, she only thought that the two of them could have a couple's outfit, and it was definitely not for the ninth prince to go on stage tonight.
The design of the clothes is not solemn, even a little naughty. It is beautiful and comfortable, but not as noble as usual.
No one expected that the Ninth Prince could still look like a king in a piece of clothing that was not very fashionable.
The Ninth Prince's clothes were fluttering, but he still looked cold.
She has deep eyes, a high bridge of nose, thin lips that are more beautiful than flower petals, and her facial features are so perfect that no flaws can be found.
The breeze blew his long hair, and the hair brushed his handsome face, adding a bit of sadness to him.
Beautiful, wild, cold and mysterious, no words can describe the Ninth Prince's grand appearance well.
Such a stunningly beautiful person is like a fairy walking out of a painting. There will never be another person in this world.
Feng Jiuer looked at him for a moment, and the man on the stage also seemed to have his eyes on her.
She obviously kept this piece of clothing when she left. Did Uncle Nine Emperors go in and steal her clothes?
The clothes she designed were absolutely unique, and it was impossible for Feng Jiuer to admit her mistake.
Qiao Mu and Xiao Yingying glanced at Feng Jiuer one after another, with joyful smiles on their faces.
"It seems that the Ninth Prince really dotes on our Jiu'er." Little Cherry blinked and said.
"No." Qiao Mu was also a little proud, "In order to give Jiu'er a surprise, Lord Jiu actually stole it, ha, not bad!"
After Feng Jiuer looked at the man from her own family, she didn't look away, and she didn't have time to pay attention to the two people beside her.
At this moment, she admitted that she was moved.
Just looking at the clothes of Di Ji and Ye Luosha and the serious expressions on their faces, Feng Jiuer knew that today's lantern festival should be more than just a lantern festival.
And her man, at such an important moment, stood on the stage wearing clothes she designed that were not suitable for the stage. How could she not be moved?
