Feng Jiuer had just walked out of the gate of Imperial College when a fast horse came towards her from the front.
The sound of hoofbeats suddenly started, and the horse stopped in front of him. It stopped so anxiously that dust suddenly flew up.
Zhan Yuhengdu jumped off his horse and strode up to her: "Are you okay?"
"What are you doing? Does His Highness the Crown Prince hope that something will happen to me?" Feng Jiuer was indeed not in a good mood today and was too lazy to even think about dealing with him.
His own mother almost killed her not long ago. Now, seeing the queen's son, she naturally didn't have a good face.
Although he knew that the matter had nothing to do with him, his mother was able to mobilize people from the Imperial Guards at will. Wasn't it because of his poor governance?
"Sorry, Jiu'er, I just rushed back from outside the city, and I only learned about what happened in the Forbidden Army Academy and Longwu Academy today."
Zhan Yuheng threw the horse to the guards who were following him and stared at Feng Jiuer's face: "Are you injured?"
Jiuer raised his head and met his gaze.
The care in his eyes is real, real and sincere.
She didn't understand. The last time they were separated, he was still so angry that he didn't even want to look at her.
Now, it suddenly became so good again.
It is said that women are fickle, but why did His Highness the Prince change so quickly, so fast that it caught people off guard?
"Are you still angry with me?" He just liked looking at her face, as long as she didn't give him a silly smile, he liked it.
"Sorry, I spoke too harshly and too impatiently last time. I shouldn't have said those angry words."
"What about now? Aren't you angry?" Last time, he was obviously very angry.
Zhan Yuheng said nothing, his eyes swept over her neck, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Feng Jiuer sneered: "Your Highness, you are so entangled in yourself. I really don't understand why you are still looking for me."
Zhan Yuheng was indeed very confused, but the sneer on her lips now made him so obsessed.
He seemed to be possessed by a demon, and would rather she mock him coldly than to smile foolishly and flatteringly at him.
Because the current Jiu'er is the one he is most familiar with.
Suddenly, Zhan Yuheng stretched out his long arm and grabbed Feng Jiuer's wrist.
Before Jiu'er could react at all, she had already landed on his horse.
The well-dressed man with a long history of travels got on his horse and sat behind her. His cold voice said: "Drive!"
Jiuer was completely dumbfounded. Does she think she was kidnapped now?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince kidnapped her?
"Hey, you..." The horse's speed was frightening. As soon as she opened her mouth, the wind blew by ruthlessly, blowing her voice away in an instant.
No matter what she wanted to say, in the end she couldn't say a complete sentence. It was bumpy all the way, and she didn't know where she was being taken.
The scary thing is that Zhan Yuheng took him away just now. When he turned around, he seemed to see that familiar carriage.
She had no chance to see the figure clearly behind the curtain of the carriage, but from such a long distance, it was as if she could feel the constant coldness on his body.
When it was over, Uncle Nine Emperors watched Zhan Yuheng take her away. Now, the misunderstanding was huge!
But soon, Feng Jiuer became a little confused again.
Uncle Nine Emperors watched her being taken away by His Highness the Crown Prince. Why did she feel so terrible?
Did she just assume that Uncle Nine Emperors would be angry?
Well, I feel so cold, so I must be angry.
Feng Jiuer only felt that the sky above her head was gloomy and scary...
