Jiu'er's heart was still in a mess at this moment.
However, the matter in front of me has not been resolved yet, and those things in my memories can only be put aside for now.
But Yu Jingfeng stared at her, so anxious that he almost broke into a cold sweat: "Then... have you ever... been with the prince... you..."
"No! Uncle Nine Emperors is here before it even starts."
Seeing that his face looked strange and ugly for a while, Feng Jiuer, who couldn't explain it, was also very anxious.
"In short, I didn't do it voluntarily, really not!"
"That means His Highness the Crown Prince forced you?" Yu Jingfeng regained some hope.
Since it was not voluntary, and since nothing happened before it had time, it was obvious that this matter could still be saved.
Who would have known that Feng Jiuer's answer would make his mood hit rock bottom: "No."
"No?" Yu Jingfeng was really going crazy!
It wasn't forced by the Crown Prince. Does that mean Miss Jiuer did it voluntarily? But she just said it wasn't...
Yu Jingfeng was almost confused, and his voice couldn't help but become louder: "That's what you want to do with His Highness the Crown Prince..."
"No!" Feng Jiuer glared at him and stamped her feet anxiously!
The situation at that time was that I was in a daze and didn't refuse. It shouldn't be considered forced by Zhan Yuheng.
Although, the current predicament may be easily solved with just a word of coercion.
However, she couldn't do such a thing if she wanted to slander him even though he was clearly not the case.
What's more, Zhan Yuheng doesn't seem to be a bad person. Besides, he was really nice to Feng Jiuer in the past...
"Oh, my head was broken at that time, so I let the prince... He didn't force me. He probably thought that if I didn't resist, I would agree. I..."
"How could you not resist!" Yu Jingfeng screamed, and he really wanted to slap her on the forehead.
How could she not resist? She belongs to the prince!
"I said my head was broken at that time!" Feng Jiuer rolled her eyes at him, "I can't explain it to you!"
So, I won’t explain it anymore.
She wanted to go over and open the door, but Yu Jingfeng immediately stood forward and blocked her way.
"I'm sorry, Miss Jiu'er, the prince is destined, no one is allowed in."
"He's injured!" Feng Jiu'er kicked him, "If you don't let me in, Uncle Nine Emperors won't let the doctor see him. His injury will get worse!"
Yu Jingfeng looked embarrassed. In fact, he really wanted to throw Feng Jiu'er in and let the prince suck her blood to see if the injury would get better.
But, if the prince said not to do it, then it is not allowed.
He still stood in front of Feng Jiuer, even if it was difficult, he had to stop her.
Jiu'er really had no choice but to look at the closed door. Finally, she frowned and her voice deepened.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, if you really don't see me, then I...I will go find Brother Heng!"
Yu Jingfeng opened his eyes wide with disbelief on his face, almost shocked to the extreme.
At this time, she dared to say that she wanted to find the prince. Wasn't she looking for death?
However, Feng Jiuer didn't seem to be afraid of death. She still stared at the door and muttered.
"I'm leaving, I really am leaving. I'm going to find Brother Heng. He won't ignore anyone!"
There was still no movement at all in the room.
Feng Jiu'er was heartbroken, turned around, and really wanted to walk to the front yard.
"Miss Jiu'er..." Yu Jingfeng called.
Jiuer ignored him and continued walking forward.
But just when she walked more than ten steps, Zhan Qingcheng's deep and hoarse voice suddenly came out from the door: "Get back!"
