Feng Jiuer was completely unable to describe her mood at this moment in words.
She was actually raped by the noble and charming Ninth Prince in broad daylight. The most disgusting thing was that her friend was still standing not far away, watching them eagerly.
Not only did he have no intention of rescuing her, but he even seemed to be waiting for something to happen to them.
Very embarrassed, very shy, very helpless.
She raised her head and didn't know whether she should look directly into the Ninth Prince's gaze. The two gazes were both cold and hot, which made her heart pound and feel very uncomfortable.
"Your Majesty..."
"Um?"
"You, you, why don't you just tell me what you want me to call you." As soon as these words came out, Feng Jiuer's eyebrows frowned slightly.
Why do you feel like you have asked this question before? Under such helpless request for money?
When did that happen? He was so young and so forgetful!
She really asked that!
"What do you like to call me?" Zhan Qingcheng asked without answering, but anyway, his tone was really not very good.
She wanted to say, "Of course he is called Prince." After all, he was indeed the high and mighty Prince.
However, I intuitively felt that this promise would definitely make him angry, and worse, he might slap him away.
So, she bit her lower lip, rolled her eyes, suddenly blinked and whispered: "Nine...uncle."
Zhan Qingcheng still didn't speak, but the moment she called out the Nine Emperors Uncle, the ice under her cold eyes that had been condensed for thousands of years finally melted away.
Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he liked to call him Uncle Nine Emperors!
However, since she is no longer angry...well, not that angry anymore, can you let her leave this place first?
It felt so weird to be wrapped in his arms.
"Um, Jiu...Nine Emperors Uncle!" Feng Jiuer narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Nine Emperors Uncle, it's getting late, I should go back."
"Where to go back?" He wanted to take her back to the Nine Princes' Mansion. He hadn't taken this girl back to his own place for a long time. He missed the days of sleeping with her very much.
"Of course I'm going back to the academy!" Do I need to say more? There will be a BBQ event in the evening, and it's getting late.
But if possible, I actually want to go back to Feng's house to see the mute slave.
She has been out for so long, I wonder how the mute slave is doing at home now? I haven't seen him for more than a month.
Fortunately, Feng Qingyin was basically not at Feng's house during this period. In her absence, at least no one was always trying their best to deal with the mute slave.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, look it's really getting late. It's time for you to go back to the palace, right?"
"Yeah." He finally took back the hand that was supporting her head, turned around and walked out of the mountain stream.
Feng Jiu'er had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his low and magnetic figure suddenly say: "Jiu'er, follow me back to the house."
Nani? You have a problem with your ears. Did you hear it wrong? Follow him back home? What does this mean?
Feng Jiuer turned her head to look at Qiao Mu, who shrugged as if it was nothing to do with him.
Feng Jiu'er looked at Zhan Qingcheng's back again, he was still so cold and cold. He must have heard what he said just now.
"But Uncle Nine Emperors, um..." She quickly chased after him, not because she wanted to disobey him, but because she really couldn't do it tonight!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, we defeated the students of the Fourth Army in the fight today. We made an appointment to have something to eat at the back of the academy tonight. I... I want to go back to the academy."
Does she disrespect him by saying this? But you can’t keep your word, right?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, if you have any instructions, can I... give it to you tomorrow?"
In the past, the Ninth Prince liked to let her go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion because he wanted to suck her blood. But now, the poison in his body should have been removed, and it seems to make no sense to let her go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion again.
Could it be that there really is some secret mission to be entrusted to her?
Qiao Mu walked behind them and couldn't help but glance at Feng Jiuer.
This girl, who is surrounded by blessings but doesn’t know how to be blessed, actually wants to refuse the Ninth Prince’s invitation. Doesn’t she want to live?
However, following the Ninth Prince is really stressful. Thinking about it, he is only suitable for watching from a distance, but don't get too close.
If you stay together every day and your heart is not strong enough, your life will be short.
Zhan Qingcheng remained silent, obviously rejecting Feng Jiuer's request.
Being powerful is different. You have to go wherever you are told, and you are not even allowed to refute!
However, Feng Jiuer is not a person who compromises easily, she also cares about her integrity!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I really promised everyone that I will have a BBQ with them tonight. You can't break your promises. Uncle Nine Emperors, everything...everything should be done on a first-come, first-served basis. Can I..."
Zhan Qingcheng suddenly stopped. This move scared the two women behind him and immediately backed away, at least several steps away.
He turned back and his displeased eyes fell on Feng Jiu'er, looking at the distance between him and her. Although there were only seven or eight steps apart, the distance seemed so far away!
"Why are you afraid of me?" He narrowed his eyes.
With such a small movement, Feng Jiuer's eyes narrowed, and sweat began to form on her forehead again.
Doesn't he know that the look in his eyes now is terrifying? It's like a cheetah walking in the night, staring at its prey, ready to open its mouth and swallow it at any time.
She, Feng Jiuer, was at least not too courageous in her life. She was not afraid of many people, but Uncle Nine Emperors was the one she was most afraid of.
As for why you are so afraid, the devil knows!
"You... are the high-ranking Ninth Prince, can you... not be afraid? Ha!" She reluctantly opened the corners of her lips and squeezed out a smile.
Something flashed through Zhan Qingcheng's mind, and he suddenly turned around and walked towards her.
here we go again!
Qiao Mu swung away, knowing that danger was approaching, but she, Feng Jiuer, was right in front of Uncle Nine Emperors, where could she hide?
God, can't I let her go? My heart has finally become less stressed, and now I have to start getting nervous again!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I didn't mean to disobey your orders, but everything should be done on a first-come, first-served basis, and I did promise them first."
Although she was still scared, she managed to calm down.
It's not that she is stubborn, but that she really hates breaking promises to others.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, if there is something urgent, if it is really related to the safety of the country, Jiu'er will take care of it immediately."
"But..." She hesitated for a moment and then said: "If it's not an urgent matter, can I... go to the palace later?"
Why is it that in my impression, when the Nine Emperors Uncle asks her to go to the Nine Princes' Mansion, there will usually be nothing serious?
Alas, what do you think of the noble Nine Emperors Uncle? Is the powerful Ninth Prince so boring?
However, seeing the Ninth Prince approaching her, the strong pressure finally made Feng Jiuer's courage collapse bit by bit...
