Zhan Qingcheng finally discovered something was wrong with this girl. Why was she so cold when talking to him now?
"Are you still angry?" He let go of her slightly, holding her slender shoulders with both hands, his tone serious.
"How can I not be angry? As long as you say it, I will do it!"
He was so serious, and his hot breath fell on her face, making Feng Jiuer immediately become serious too.
But, she... Jiu'er shook his head with an innocent look on his face: "I'm not angry! Lord Jiu, I'm honored to be able to save you."
Really, I'm not angry at all. The question is, can he let her go first? Is he used to talking to girls at such a close distance?
If she hadn't seen him extremely handsome and so serious, Feng Jiu'er would really be angry. She's a good girl! She wouldn't be so open-minded.
However, Prince Ninth looked like this now... Jiu'er let out a breath, and she could swear that no girl would be willing to be angry with him.
Handsome guys have this ability. If they do something excessive, as long as they show a pious and innocent face, they will be forgiven no matter how excessive it is.
However, if you can, please don’t go so far, okay?
"My lord, please let me go first." He held her shoulders, and she felt as if she had become a prey, which made her very uncomfortable.
Zhan Qingcheng frowned slightly and narrowed her eyes again. Why did she look at him so strangely now?
"Why don't you call me Uncle Nine Emperors?"
"But I'm not a junior member of the royal family." Feng Jiu'er blinked with an innocent look on her face, "Jiu'er doesn't dare."
"I allow you to call me!" This is not a question of whether you dare or not. Hasn't she always called him that?
"But..." Seeing a hint of displeasure flashing across his eyes, Feng Jiu'er bit her lower lip and called out helplessly: "Nine...uncle."
Eh! It’s such a weird feeling. This title doesn’t feel unnatural at all. In fact, after I exhaled it, I seemed to be getting used to it.
"Uncle Nine Emperors!" she called again, looking a little naughty.
Zhan Qingcheng didn't know what was wrong. She was obviously still his girl. Her stubbornness made him familiar with her mischievous attitude. It was obviously her! But why did it feel so wrong?
Why is it so different from how it felt before?
"Are you really okay?" His eyes fell on her open skirt again, and he was about to raise his hand.
Feng Jiuer immediately shouted in a low voice: "Nine Emperors Uncle! If you ask me to call you Nine Emperors Uncle, I can agree to it, but Your Majesty, I am still a young girl who has not left the palace!"
Really! How can you go so far when you want to touch someone casually?
"I will marry you." It's not like he has never seen this body before, so why can't he touch her?
Feng Jiuer was stunned by his words. After a while, when his fingers were about to touch her, she suddenly realized and quickly pushed his big palm away.
"Your Majesty, don't be scary, I..."
"Girl, what are you talking about?" Zhan Qingcheng picked her up and walked to the bed.
"Nine Kings...Nine Emperors Uncle, what are you going to do?" Feng Jiuer was frightened by him and carried her towards the big bed. This move was too evil!
Zhan Qingcheng didn't speak. She kept deliberately keeping distance from him. His patience was almost over!
Jiu'er was put on the bed by him. He obviously felt that his skills had improved a lot, but in front of the Nine Princes, they were of no use at all.
The clothes on her body were ripped off by him just like this. The action could not be said to be rough, but she was still unable to resist!
"Ninth Prince, don't do this! You!"
Feng Jiuer bit her lip and turned her body over, lying on the bed in an indescribable embarrassment.
Zhan Qingcheng's eyes fell on her lower back, where a phoenix was looming.
The phoenix mark on her body had actually been stimulated to the point where it emerged.
The phoenix was reborn after being put to death! She was attacked by a poisonous insect, could it be that the phoenix was reborn and saved her life?
But now, why is the strangeness to him in her eyes?
"Girl, do you still remember who this king is?" His voice was hoarse with a bit of vicissitudes of life, and fell from behind her.
"Ninth Prince, don't make such a joke with me!" Feng Jiuer clenched her palms with an angry look on her face!
"Tell me, what happened to you?" Why is it that after not seeing you for just a few days, it feels like you are a different person?
He was obviously still the same person, but the way she looked at him was wrong, her attitude towards him was wrong, and she had even been on guard against him.
How did Feng Jiuer know what happened to him? It was obvious that he was too strange now!
Finally, Zhan Qingcheng let her go, and Feng Jiuer immediately pulled back the clothes that had been pulled up to her waist, hurriedly put them on, and arranged them.
"Ninth Prince, you..."
"I am very tired." Zhan Qingcheng sat on the bedside and looked at the girl far away from him. There was indeed a strong aura of tiredness between his eyebrows.
"I am hungry."
"..." She had the absolute right to be angry. She was forced to save him and almost died. After he came back, he continued to do such rude things to her.
However, as soon as this man opens his mouth to speak, he becomes irresistibly charming.
Saying "I am hungry" made her want to bring the best and most precious delicacies in the world to him for him to enjoy.
This man is really a monster. If you look at him twice more, you will be unable to bear him.
"Your Majesty..." His half-closed eyes opened coldly. Feng Jiuer immediately bit her lip and changed her words: "Uncle Nine Emperors, I'm going to have someone prepare dinner for you."
However, it's already midnight now, doesn't he even have dinner?
"Don't run away." He closed his eyes and leaned on the bed, just wanting to rest for a while.
"..." She said it as if she was very naughty and would run away at any time. However, based on what he just did to her, wouldn't running away be a normal thing?
But why can't I be angry or even hate him?
On the contrary, seeing him looking so tired now actually made me feel a little... distressed.
What a magical feeling, what a magical myself.
"I'll be back in a minute."
She turned around and left, leaving others to prepare dinner.
The most amazing thing is that he is obviously the Ninth Prince who is highly respected by all the people and even gives courtesy to the emperor when he sees him, but he can be so calm and natural in front of him, as if he is used to getting along with him.
Some of those fragments from the past are still in my mind. It seems that I often got along with him like this before, but the memory is always a bit blurry.
Feng Jiuer knocked on her head, finally opened the door and walked out.
Unexpectedly, not long after Jiu'er left, there was an uninvited guest in the house.
The visitor stared at the Ninth Prince who was sleeping lightly on the bedside. With a twist of his wrist, a ray of silver light flashed through the pearl of the night and went straight to Zhan Qingcheng's heart...
