"A little trick." The man behind him snorted coldly, staring in the direction Yu Jingfeng left, his eyes full of disgust.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, that's for you." Feng Jiu'er breathed out, making no secret of her envy of Yu Jingfeng's light skills.
"To me, it's really amazing. I'm so envious."
"What's there to be envious of? If you want to learn, the King of Japan will teach you." Zhan Qingcheng was still disdainful. Is this her ambition?
How powerful is Yu Jingfeng's Qinggong? It's like a frog in a well.
"Really?" Feng Jiu'er couldn't believe it. Uncle Nine Emperors taught her Qing Kung Fu? "Uncle Nine Emperors, you have to keep your word!"
She walked over and grabbed his sleeves out of habit - a habit she had developed in the past few days.
Unexpectedly, Zhan Qingcheng, as if he was afraid of being burned by her fingers, quickly moved away when she almost touched him.
Uncle Nine Emperors avoided her... Feng Jiuer was stunned and couldn't react.
However, I soon stopped caring.
Jiuhuangshu was such a cold person, so naturally he didn't like to be touched by others. She was just a little too excited that she forgot about it.
"Okay, Uncle Nine Emperors, anyway, you said you would teach me, and I will remember it in my heart. You are not allowed to default on your debt."
Her eyebrows are curved and her smile is indescribably pretty.
Zhan Qingcheng calmed down and nodded lightly: "Yes."
Feng Jiuer frowned again and tilted her head to look at him: "Uncle Nine Emperors, why do you always feel weird today?"
I always feel that Uncle Nine Emperors today is a bit... shy? But, how is that possible?
How can the word "shy" be used on Uncle Nine Emperors?
Uncle Nine Emperors has always lived his life as he pleased, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes. He is shy? Is it possible?
"Aren't you hungry?" Zhan Qingcheng subconsciously wanted to avoid the way she looked at him.
There was a prying look in her eyes, as if she wanted to pull back his clothes and see clearly his true nature.
Pulling his clothes aside... a rush of blood surged into his heart. Zhan Qingcheng turned around and walked towards the pavilion in the yard.
He was really weird today and something was wrong!
This was the answer Feng Jiuer came up with after seeing his stiff, cold and arrogant back.
Something is wrong, something must be wrong, there is absolutely something wrong. What happened to Uncle Nine Emperors?
Did he really stand by the bed last night and look at her all night? Also, when I woke up today, I saw that suspicious blush on his face. What did it mean?
What's wrong with her? What's wrong with her that makes him stare at her for so long?
Could it be that Uncle Nine Emperors saw that she was not the real Feng Jiu'er?
Jiu'er didn't know what she was thinking. In short, something was wrong with Uncle Jiuhuang, which made her seem to be confused as well.
That breakfast was extremely awkward. It was the most awkward meal she had ever had since she and Uncle Nine Emperors met.
Although the food is delicious, it is a little hard to swallow...
After finally using it up early, Feng Jiuer suppressed all the random suspicions and looked at Zhan Qingcheng's face that was so perfect that it could easily make people suffocate after he calmed down.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, Colonel Zheng is going to be sent to the frontier. So, what are you going to do with Zeng Lanyue?"
"Someone will take care of it." Zhan Qingcheng said calmly, drinking tea in a leisurely but elegant manner.
Jiu'er knew that of course someone would handle it. Uncle Jiuhuang would not interfere with such a trivial matter.
However, she still felt that Zeng Lanyue was not really that guilty.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, would it be too harsh a punishment to ban her from joining the army for the rest of her life?"
