Chapter 293 It's Obviously the Prince Who Bullied Him
Feng Jiuer had just sat down on the horse, and before she even had time to raise her head, she clearly heard the gasps of cold air from her brothers.
What's going on? Even Qiao Mu, who was walking not far from him, was stunned.
As soon as she raised her head, she saw the plain white figure in front of her flickering. Behind her, someone suddenly landed on the horse, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her.
Shocked! Unbelievable! Overly frightened!
The brothers' eyeballs were so frightened that they almost had to pick them up on the ground!
Is this still the Ninth Prince who is unparalleled, repulsive to others, and never approaches women?
But now, what is the Ninth Prince doing? He is actually sitting on Miss Jiu'er's horse. It's okay to ride the same horse with her, but he... what are his arms doing?
Why is he holding Miss Jiuer?
No, no, no, I should say, why does Miss Jiu'er want to lean into Prince Nine's arms?
Don’t you know that their Ninth Prince has never been close to the girl’s family? How could Miss Jiuer go so far!
This is simply a disgrace to their noble prince!
Ahhhhhh! Leng Yue has the heart to kill people with a knife! How can this be done! How can this be done!
Her male god actually hugged Feng Jiuer, and he hugged Feng Jiuer!
Ahhhh! She really wants to kill someone! No, she wants to kill someone now! Ahhhh!
"Calm down!" After Leng Yue rushed over, Yu Jingfeng, who was known for his foresight, hurried over and stopped in front of her on horseback.
"She bullied the young master! Our young master was bullied by her!" Leng Yue was so angry that her body was shaking, and she was shaking all the time!
What I saw last night was the Lord sleeping on Feng Jiuer's lap, just sleeping on his lap.
But today, now! What she saw was two people hugging each other, Feng Jiuer leaning on the Lord's arms! They were hugging each other!
"Um, Leng Yue, you see clearly, it's... the prince who bullied me."
Yu Jingfeng didn't want to admit it, but this was really a fact.
With so many pairs of eyes looking at it, Miss Jiuer was sitting on the horse and was about to start her journey.
However, their prince went up without incident, and after he got up, he hugged the girl. Isn't this bullying?
If it weren't for the fact that the prince was unparalleled in appearance and his beauty could shake the world, this kind of behavior would be teasing a woman from a good family.
Of course, the prince's good looks have nothing to do with teasing. He is just a little naughty.
Alas, Yu Jingfeng didn't know what he was thinking. In short, he was confused, very confused.
In the end, Emperor Ji coughed slightly and pretended to be calm: "Yu Jingfeng, it's time for everyone to get on their way."
"...Yes, master." Yu Jingfeng glared at Leng Yue. Seeing that Leng Yue was unwilling to return to the back of the master's carriage, he said loudly: "Let's set off."
But this time, Yu Jingfeng rode behind Feng Jiuer and Zhan Qingcheng. He had to watch it with his own eyes, just in case Leng Yue couldn't help but rush up and tear Miss Jiuer apart.
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The prince is really...well, with such charm, it is really easy for women to go crazy for him. Now, even Leng Yue is really going crazy!
The team started to move forward, but Qiao Mu still looked at the two figures walking away from him, completely unable to recover.
The Ninth Prince... The Ninth Prince that she has longed for is right in front of her now. However, it is as if she is separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. He is clearly within reach, but she wants to touch even a piece of his clothes.
It's very difficult.
What's more, he is as holy as snow and frost, so clean and so bright. If he touches it, he is afraid of being stained. If he is touched, he is afraid of damaging his dazzling light.
What is within reach becomes far away and out of reach.
But now he is clearly teasing Feng Jiu'er, but why does she think that the Ninth Prince is still as clean as Bailian in her eyes?
No one would think his teasing was a bit dirty. In fact, she only thought that the Ninth Prince was so naughty and lovable...
"Miss Qiao, it's time to hit the road." Yu Jingfeng reminded her as he rode beside her.
You know that their prince is a disaster for the country and the people. Look, is there another one who is about to go crazy?
Qiao Mu turned his head and glared at him fiercely, then caught up with him and chased after him.
But he only dared to walk behind the Nine Princes and Feng Jiuer's steed, and did not dare to walk side by side with them.
Yu Jingfeng felt a little aggrieved, why did he glare at him? What had he done? Wasn't it just a reminder that it was time to set off?
Every one of these girls' families is acting strangely. When you see their prince, can you just be normal?
Of course, it was not only these people who were frightened, but also Feng Jiuer.
When someone fell behind her and hugged her, she subconsciously gathered strength in her palms, preparing to push the person down.
However, when she smelled the increasingly familiar aura on his body, the strength under her palm dissipated in an instant.
"Uncle Nine Emperors?" Why did he suddenly sit on her horse? Aren't there many horses in the team?
The most important thing is, why are you holding her in such an ambiguous posture? Many people are watching!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, do you... want to ride a horse? I'll let Yu Jingfeng..."
"I'm a little tired." Zhan Qingcheng's voice was slightly hoarse, showing that he was indeed tired.
When he said he was tired, Feng Jiuer didn't dare to mess around, and immediately sat up straight to let him rely on him.
In fact, everyone looked like Feng Jiu'er was leaning on the Ninth Prince's arms, but the truth was that the Ninth Prince was pressing on Feng Jiu'er.
It is indeed a bit tiring to ask him to come out and sit on the horse. You can't ask a seriously injured person to still be as strong as usual.
However, the reason why Zhan Qingcheng is tired now is more because he likes to press his little girl like this.
His chin rested on her shoulder, his hands hugged her slender waist, and his face could almost be buried in her neck.
In this way, you can not only listen to her words, go out to bask in the sun, but also smell the delicate fragrance of her body, killing two birds with one stone.
If Feng Jiuer knew that her casual words about asking him to "bathe in the sun" would bring such big trouble to herself, would she still dare to say such nonsense?
Uncle Nine Emperors...it's so heavy!
It turns out that the eyes can really deceive themselves.
Uncle Nine Emperors looks so elegant and immortal, it is clear that he does not like the fireworks of the world.
But why is it so heavy? It’s so heavy! It weighs her down so much that she can’t breathe.
"Nine, Uncle Nine Emperors." Feng Jiuer took a deep breath, as if asking him to sit up a little straighter with his own strength.
However, Uncle Nine Emperors gently responded in her ear: "Huh?"
After that, Feng Jiuer discovered that she had become completely servile to him.
"No, it's nothing. If you feel comfortable like this, then...just do it like this."
