Di Wuya laid the woman in his arms on the bed, turned over, and looked down at her.
Feng Jiuer bit her lip, opened one of her big, watery eyes, and took a peek.
Di Wuya raised the corner of his mouth slightly, lowered his head and came closer.
The man's hot breath hit her overwhelmingly. Feng Jiuer closed her eyes tightly, with a slight smile on her face.
Just as the two people's noses were about to get close, a voice came from behind the tent, breaking the tense atmosphere in the tent.
"Jiu'er, come out! If you don't come out, I'm going to burn the tent."
Hearing the sound, Feng Jiuer suddenly pushed away the man on top of her.
Fortunately, I had gotten used to pushing his right shoulder during this period, so what Feng Jiuer just did was with his left hand.
Otherwise, with her strength just now, it would be possible to hurt him.
"No one can come near this place without His Majesty's order."
Another man's voice came from behind the tent.
Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a dispute outside. It was not a fight for the time being, but the situation looked very bad.
"Jiu'er, come out quickly."
The man holding the torch shouted again.
That voice wasn't Jianyi's, who else could it be?
Feng Jiuer sat on the bed, glanced at the man who was pushed away by her, and her eyes fell behind the tent.
The tent was very thick, and she could only see the torches outside, but it seemed that she could barely see two or three figures.
And the shadows of her and Uncle Nine Emperors also fell on the tent.
So, the interaction between her and Uncle Nine Emperors just now was seen by everyone outside, right?
Feng Jiuer let out a "Gulu" sound and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
It turns out that their interaction can be seen by people outside, and it seems to be quite clear.
Outside the tent, two brothers blocked Jian Yi's path.
A brother suggested: "General Jianyi, if you want to find His Highness the Crown Prince, how about I go and communicate first?"
"What am I doing with that guy?"
Jian Yi glanced at the brother who was speaking, and then his eyes fell back on the small shadow printed on the tent.
"Jiu'er, if you don't come out, I'm going to burn the tent down. I keep my word!"
Yu Jingfeng, who was standing in front of the tent, received the news and rushed over immediately.
"Jianyi, you are looking for Miss Jiu'er, I..." "Jiu'er!"
Jian shouted again and again, not paying attention to the person in front of him at all.
Jian Yi's voice brought Feng Jiuer back to her consciousness.
She immediately got out of bed and ran away without looking back.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, see you tomorrow."
"Jiu'er..." As soon as Di Wuya stretched out his big palm, Feng Jiu'er's figure was no longer in the tent.
As soon as Feng Jiuer walked out of the tent, she turned to the back of the tent.
Jian Yi, who was blocked by his brother, saw Feng Jiu'er approaching and immediately took steps towards her.
He held the torch and moved forward, blocking his brother and only giving way to some positions.
"Sword One."
Feng Jiuer strode towards the person coming towards her, "What are you doing?
It’s noisy here at night.”
If Feng Jiuer didn't come out, he still didn't know that Jian Yi's actions had alarmed so many people.
"Jiu'er."
Jian took a big step and came to Feng Jiu'er, "I'll take you back."
Feng Jiuer glared at Jianyi, then her eyes fell on the torch.
"I can tell Yu Jingfeng, what are you doing with this thing?"
"That guy bullied you, didn't he?"
Jianyi looked at her and frowned slightly.
Feng Jiuer was almost scared to death by him, she immediately stared at her toes and covered his lips.
She glanced left and right, took her hand away from Jian Yi, and glared at him again.
"Let's go back with me!"
Feng Jiuer left behind a word and turned to leave.
Jian Yi took a torch and followed him: "Jiu'er, did that guy bully you?"
The light of the torch flashed in front of Feng Jiu'er's eyes. She thought of what happened just now and felt a little irritable.
Why didn't she remember they were in the tent?
I’m so embarrassed! “Jian Yi.”
Feng Jiuer turned her head and glared at the person who was chasing her, "Can you put out the torch?"
"good."
Jian nodded and stopped.
He looked around and saw no water source, so he turned the torch over and stuck it upside down on the grass.
When Jian Yi raised his eyes, Feng Jiu'er had already jumped up and sat on Zhui Yue's back.
"Jiu'er, wait for me."
He shouted lowly and turned around to blow the whistle.
A horse chased up from behind him.
Jian Yi took the horse's rope, jumped on the horse's back, and chased Feng Jiu'er.
"Jiu'er, wait! Did that guy bully you?"
Jian Yi's voice was very loud, at least the brothers nearby could hear it clearly.
Feng Jiuer really wanted to help his forehead. Did he want to make this kind of thing known to everyone before he would give up?
She held the horse's rope, pinched the horse's belly, and accelerated the horse's speed.
Jianyi, who received no response, quickly caught up with him on horseback.
"Jiu'er."
Feng Jiuer had no choice but to slow down.
She glanced sideways and half-squinted her eyes: "I'm not at a disadvantage, is that okay?"
"Please, you shouted all the way, are you afraid that others won't know?"
"good."
Jian Yi caught Feng Jiu'er's gaze and nodded seriously, "But you have to promise me that you are not allowed to go there at night in the future."
Feng Jiuer took a deep breath and looked back: "I..." "If you don't agree, I will burn his tent!"
Jian Yi didn't give Feng Jiu'er a chance to speak and interrupted her.
"Jiu'er, you are a woman, you must know how to protect yourself at all times."
"Di Wuya is a beast. If he lets you go there late at night in the future, take me with you and I will protect you."
Feng Jiuer looked ahead and coughed lightly.
The person who was acting like a beast just now seems to be herself. Should she explain it to Jianyi?
However, Jian Daxia probably wouldn't believe it. In his eyes, those who were beasts were other people, not her.
Walking on the grassland under the moonlight, the gentle breeze blows by, carrying the fragrance of grass, which is very pleasant.
After blowing the breeze for a while, Feng Jiuer's mood gradually calmed down.
It was nothing new for her and Uncle Nine Emperors to be in the same room for a long time. Brother Long Wujun had long been used to it, so why was she not used to it all of a sudden?
Feng Jiuer frowned, looked sideways at Jian Yi, and asked softly: "Jian Yi, what will you do if I get married in the future?"
Jian Yi met Feng Jiu'er's gaze and fell into deep thought.
Finally, he pursed his lips and said lightly: "You don't want to marry me?"
Feng Jiuer frowned lightly, and the smile on her lips was a bit forced: "Jian Yi, when did I say I wanted to marry you?"
Jian Yi raised his thick eyebrows, retracted his gaze, and looked ahead: "No?
How do I remember that?"
"No."
Feng Jiuer shook her head firmly, "Don't try to lie to me!"
"Then when you get married, will you take me with you?"
Jian Yi turned his head and looked at Feng Jiu'er again.
Feng Jiuer stared at him and shook her head again: "No!"
