The skirt of her clothes was pulled open, and the coolness of early autumn seeped into her neck and collarbone. Feng Jiuer was startled and hurriedly pulled up her clothes.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you..."
"How? You can't let me look at your body?" Zhan Qingcheng's face always looked like that, a little more chilly than usual.
The cold breath between his brows made Feng Jiuer clearly realize that this guy was angry.
What is he angry about? Could it be that he found something wrong?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, you...you are not in good health, so I'd better take care of your bath. Go to bed early. You will have to..."
But he leaned on the bed, his eyes fell on her body, and said indifferently: "I will let you take off your clothes!"
Feng Jiuer was startled and knew that he was not joking. Now, he was really angry.
Uncle Nine Emperors had always been very doting on her, so she would forget that Uncle Nine Emperors had never been a good-tempered person.
In fact, his temper is not good at all. The Nine Emperors Uncle tonight was so cold and hard that it made people feel a little scared.
"What...what do you want to say?" She lowered her head and grabbed her clothes that were loosened by him, but did not act for a long time.
"Do I want to tell you what I said a third time?"
"Uncle Nine Emperors, how can you be so cruel? I..."
"Put away your playful smile!" Zhan Qingcheng's eyes darkened and he got angry, "Take it off!"
Feng Jiuer's fingertips trembled. It had to be said that even if he was seriously injured now, his majesty and coldness were still something that no one dared to underestimate.
It seems that it is really difficult for her to face the anger of Uncle Nine Emperors.
I can't even act coquettishly. I'm afraid I really won't be able to escape tonight.
Feng Jiuer had no choice but to take a deep breath and take off her shirt.
However, when the clothes were taken off on his arms, he still subconsciously stopped.
If she takes it off further, she will see the injuries on her arms. But has Uncle Nine Emperors guessed that he was so angry tonight?
How long can a lie last in front of Uncle Nine Emperors? If Uncle Nine Emperors hadn't been in poor health recently and didn't care about anything, she would have already betrayed him in such a small matter.
No one can deceive Uncle Nine Emperors for so long, so she is relatively lucky.
Finally, she had no choice but to take off her clothes, and the gauze on her forearm was immediately clearly exposed in front of him.
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes fell on the wound on her arm, and there was no trace of warmth in her cold face.
Feng Jiuer was a little uneasy. It was already very uncomfortable for a big girl to take off her clothes like this in front of him, leaving only a thin bellyband.
But what she was more afraid of now was that after seeing her wounds, Uncle Nine Emperors would be so angry that he would tear her apart.
He hates other people's deception the most, doesn't he? Then does she deceive him the way she is now?
But he kept silent, and Feng Jiuer didn't know what to do and wanted to explain, but in fact, this matter did not need to be explained at all.
Time passed little by little, and the two of them remained as they were, without saying a word.
I don't know how long it took, but Feng Jiuer took a deep breath, finally raised her face, and glanced at him secretly: "Uncle Nine Emperors..."
Outside, there were suddenly a few footsteps.
Feng Jiuer suddenly remembered that she had ordered them to send bathing soup to Uncle Nine Emperors.
They usually deliver bathing soup, because both of them are carrying wooden buckets, and they will help knock on the door when someone is there. If no one is free, they just come in directly.
Now, the brothers of the Dragon Cavalry are not here, so here are the Twelve Flying Dragon Cavalry. Everyone has something to do, and there will definitely be no spare manpower.
They will definitely push the door open and come right in!
The footsteps were already at the door. Feng Jiuer was so frightened that she almost had a heart attack. Now it was too late to pull back her clothes.
A strong gust of wind hit him, and Jiu'er suddenly lost his balance and crashed into someone's generous chest.
When she regained consciousness, a quilt fell on her body, completely covering her half-exposed body.
And she... was lying in the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors, held firmly in his arms.
She was really too close, and her chest was squeezing against his hard chest. This feeling... was indescribably shameful.
The door was pushed open, and Long Twelve and Long Eleven came in carrying two buckets of water each.
As soon as he walked in, he looked up and unexpectedly saw these two people entangled on the bed. Long Twelve was stunned and completely forgot to move forward.
"Twelve, what are you blocking?" Long Shiyi was behind him and kicked him.
If it were the past, how could Long Twelve care about this random kick? However, his consciousness is not fresh enough now!
Long Shiyi's kick actually kicked Long Twelve directly to the ground. Two buckets of bath soup were spilled everywhere. In front of his eyes, there was a mess.
Long Shiyi opened his eyes wide, thinking he had seen a ghost. What happened to Twelve?
Unexpectedly, after Long Twelve fell down, he finally saw clearly the situation on the bed.
Prince Jiu is holding Miss Jiu'er, and the two of them are covered with quilts. The Prince's clothes are quite neat, but what he saw just now is Miss Jiu'er's shoulders that were accidentally exposed...
Miss Jiuer was not wearing any clothes and was being held in the arms of the prince. They were...ahhh! Why didn't they close the door?
No, it seems that the door is closed, but why don't you wait for them to bring the bath water, take a bath and change clothes, and then... what else?
Woohoo, he didn't mean to do it! If he had known that kick just now, he shouldn't have kicked him out at all.
Now that Twelve has fallen down, he is looking at the two people hugging each other on the bed. Is it awkward?
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!" The two finally came to their senses.
Long Shiyi immediately knelt down on one knee. When Long Twelve finally got up, his hair was soaked by the bath water and was still wet and stuck to his face.
Like Long Shiyi, he knelt down on one knee and begged for mercy in great horror: "My lord, please forgive me, it's all...it's all Shiyi's fault..."
"puff!"
On Prince Ninth Prince's bed, the girl who was suffocated by the quilt finally couldn't help laughing loudly: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha..."
The faces of the three men in the room darkened, and their foreheads were suddenly covered with black lines.
Is it so funny? Don’t even look at what she looks like now!
Lying naked on top of a man, you actually have the nerve to smile so wildly?
Long Shiyi and Long Twelve were really frightened. It turned out that the prince and Miss Jiuer really had... that kind of relationship.
However, after all, Miss Jiuer is a girl who has not yet left the court. Now that they have discovered her, will they kill her and silence her?
Uh, it seems that Miss Jiuer was thought of too badly...
Finally, the cold voice of the Ninth Prince ended all this embarrassment: "Get out!"
"Yes, subordinate, get out now!"
Long Eleven and Long Twelve hurriedly picked up the bathtub on the ground and rolled away happily.
Of course, it is pleasant to not be killed and silenced.
