Qiao Mu glanced at Feng Jiuer, then lowered his head to look at the dress he had thrown aside.
She took a deep breath and stood up with the dress: "Let's go, if you want to try it, just give it a try."
She didn't say she was unhappy, but her mood was affected by the sudden change in Ye Luosha.
"Miss Qiao, do you want to serve me?" Feng Jiuer looked at her and raised her eyebrows, "I was so full just now that I don't even have the strength to put on clothes now."
"Don't you think I'm rude?" Qiao Mu half-squinted his eyes, looking cold.
Feng Jiuer never thought that Qiao Mu would care about these little things. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she felt a little happy.
"Then I wonder if Miss Qiao can be gentler to the slave family today?"
"It depends on your mood." Qiao Mu dropped a few words and walked into the side room.
Feng Jiuer followed up with steps, and the smile on her lips became even thicker.
Little Cherry raised her eyes and glanced at them, then stood up suddenly.
"I want to try too. Jiu'er and I have similar figures, so I want to try too."
After lowering his eyes and looking at the two boxes of jewelry at his feet, Little Cherry's voice sounded again: "Jiu'er, what should I do with these two boxes?"
"Let someone exchange it when you have time." Feng Jiuer's voice passed over, "After exchanging silver coins, I feel at ease. Don't give Ye Luosha a chance to regret it."
"Okay, let me take care of this." Little Cherry put down the jewelry and patted her chest.
Seeing both of them entering the wing, she went back, holding two sets of dresses, and hurriedly followed.
…
Time flies so fast, and one day passes in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Yingying, Qiao Mu and Zhao Xiaoxiao were in Feng Jiuer's wing, and they left only after the commotion was over.
Finally able to rest quietly, Feng Jiuer lay on the bed and looked at the window not far away.
Tomorrow is her and Nine Emperors Uncle's big day, she is really ready to marry him.
Thinking about the meeting between the two of them, it feels like it was yesterday.
Thinking of all the past events, Feng Jiuer couldn't help but giggle while hugging the quilt.
She was so ugly at that time, I don’t know how the Ninth Prince could get away with it.
If it's just because his own blood can detoxify him, this explanation is a bit far-fetched.
However, a miracle still happened.
He met her, got to know each other, got to know each other, and walked through it step by step. The journey was a bit bumpy, but he finally had a happy ending.
No! Others say that marriage is not the end, but just the beginning of another story. Yes, she and Jiuhuangshu still have many, many things to do.
Thinking of having him by her side in the future, Feng Jiuer felt that she would not be afraid of any hardship no matter how big it was.
The woman lying on the bed would giggle from time to time and be quiet from time to time. She was obviously very sleepy, but she still couldn't bear to close her eyes.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a figure flashed outside the window, and Feng Jiuer suddenly sat up on the bed.
"Who?" She casually put on her shoes and chased after him.
If she saw it correctly, she just saw herself, a woman with a face exactly like hers.
When Feng Jiuer went out, the woman in white had already walked far away. Based on her feeling, she walked all the way to the back mountain, getting further and further away.
Who hurt Mu Mu and dared to provoke him so much?
Suddenly, Feng Jiuer seemed to think of something, stopped, turned around and wanted to go back.
But unexpectedly, a sharp palm wind rushed towards her.
The temperature outside was very low. Feng Jiuer was only wearing an undershirt and felt a bit cold just now.
The cold palm wind approached, and she subconsciously took several steps back.
Feng Jiuer looked back and realized that she had been led to the edge of a cliff.
The woman in white stood facing the wind not far away, and in the blink of an eye, there was another person beside her.
"Is it you?" Feng Jiuer looked at the two people in front of her and frowned slightly, "Did you bring me out to kill me again?"
Feng Jiuer felt very chilled when his eyes fell on the woman who had a face that was similar to her own.
Sure enough, she was acting today.
Was she trying to pretend to be nice to herself first so as not to arouse the suspicion of Uncle Nine Emperors?
Feng Jiuer looked at Ye Luosha and curled her lips slightly: "You have really tried your best to get rid of me."
"First you put on a show in front of everyone, then pretended to be Feng Jiu'er, used my concern for Mu Mu to lure me out, and then removed me?"
"Feng Jiu'er, you are responsible for all this. Do you have any last words? We will try our best to help you complete it." Ye Luosha's cold voice sounded.
"Is it my fault?" Feng Jiuer smiled lightly, "I really don't know what I have done to make you sorry?"
"You're right!" Suddenly, Di Ji, who had been silent all this time, said lightly, "But, I still can't keep you."
"If you stay, Wuya doesn't want to send troops north to restore the emperor's family. That's one of the reasons."
"More importantly, with you here, Wuya and Mu'er will eventually turn against each other, so I can only sacrifice you."
"If you have any last words, tell me and I promise to help you complete them."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Ji let out a sigh.
"I don't need anyone to complete my work." Feng Jiuer curled her lips again, tapped her feet, and jumped up.
"If you want to kill me, let's see if you have the ability today."
Seeing her trying to escape, Ye Luosha, dressed as Feng Jiu'er, leapt up.
In an instant, the palm wind scattered all around.
In less than ten moves, Ye Luosha screamed and fell to the ground hard.
Without giving Feng Jiu'er a chance to rest, Di Ji jumped and flew into the battle circle just now.
If possible, Feng Jiu'er would definitely not want to take action against Di Ji. He is like Uncle Nine Emperors' father, and she should respect him.
But no matter who the father is, he is here to kill you, how can she be soft-hearted?
Emperor Ji's martial arts was stronger than Ye Luosha's, but soon he was also at a disadvantage.
The two slowly landed on the cliff. Feng Jiuer looked at the person sitting back in the wheelchair and said in a low voice: "You are no match for me at all."
"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!"
"Little girl, you should know that I will sacrifice my life for Wuya and Mu'er." Di Ji covered his heart and smiled bitterly.
"Since you can't disappear on your own, I can only do it myself. Even if it means death, I don't want to see their brothers killing each other."
Feng Jiuer was half absent-minded in looking at God Ji.
If her two sons fell in love with the same woman, she would be very upset, but this is not enough to be an excuse for her to kill.
Feng Jiuer only reacted after being distracted for a short time.
Ye Luosha, who had just fallen to the ground, also stood up.
She stared at Feng Jiu'er and said in a deep voice: "Don't you also love Wuya? If you love him, why would you go back to harm him?"
"Mu'er almost lost his life because of you. Do you still want to kill Wuya now?"
"The two brothers finally saved their lives, how can you be so cruel?"
Feng Jiuer, who was looking at Ye Luosha, suddenly felt another murderous aura approaching, and she turned around and looked back.
