Unexpectedly, Yu Jingfeng waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Come here, take Miss Jiu'er out."
"Yes!" All the guards from the palace swarmed forward. Long Eleven and Long Twelve were the first to bear the brunt, protecting Feng Jiuer behind them.
"You! You! You...are you going to rebel?" Queen Rong was so angry that her fingertips were trembling. This damn Yu Jingfeng had disobeyed her over and over again. Do you really think she can't do anything to him?
"Someone is coming!"
"Queen, this is Ah Jiu's place." Queen Mother Ning had calmed down and glanced at Yu Jingfeng.
Yu Jingfeng looked at Long Shiyi: "Send Miss Jiu'er out."
"Yes." Long Shiyi and Long Twelve nodded, and personally sent Feng Jiuer out.
Feng Jiuer didn't want to stay here for a second. Since even the Queen Mother asked her to leave, she had to leave even more.
Although I still don't understand why Queen Mother Ning was so excited after knowing that her mother was Long Feiyan.
However, these things probably do not have much to do with her. She does not aspire to be in the court, let alone the harem. She should have as little contact as possible with the people in the palace.
Too much contact may lead to disaster.
After walking out of the Jiu Prince's Mansion, Long Shiyi leaned forward and saluted: "Miss Jiu'er, I'm sorry, the prince entered the palace early this morning. If the prince were here, he would not let the queen be so public."
"It's okay. She is the current queen after all. If there is no need, don't offend her."
Although Uncle Nine Emperors is not afraid of the Queen and does not even pay attention to the Queen, no matter what, she is the leader of the Nanmen clan.
As she said, if there is no need, don't offend and cause a stalemate. In fact, it is not good for anyone.
Long Shiyi knew this truth. The prince didn't care. As subordinates, they naturally had to be more careful.
As long as the queen doesn't go too far, they won't do anything to her.
Of course, except for things that cross the bottom line!
"Miss Jiuer, please wait a moment, the coachman is driving the carriage over."
Because Feng Jiuer's decision to leave was a bit hasty, the carriage has not arrived yet, but it should be arriving soon.
Feng Jiuer shook her head and refused: "It's not very far from the Imperial College. I can just walk back by myself."
Taking the Nine Prince's carriage back would be too ostentatious. She never liked doing ostentatious things.
Long Shiyi probably understood what she was thinking, so he asked again, and only after receiving a rejection response did he let her go.
Jiu'er raised his head and glanced at the sky, and immediately said goodbye to Long Shiyi. Walking on the road, when he reached the corner, he couldn't help but look back at the gate of Jiuwang Mansion.
Magnificent, solemn, and extraordinary, just like her owner.
Everything about last night and Nine Emperors Uncle came back to my mind, and I suddenly felt melancholy.
He is the Ninth Prince, the current regent, with a high and powerful position. I don't know if it is good or bad to be so close to him.
Finally, he withdrew his gaze and turned around the corner. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw a slender figure coming into view.
He stood under the tree for an unknown amount of time. His body was heavily dewy and the clothes on his shoulders were still wet.
Her long silver hair was tied behind her head, always looking so cold and desolate, but in the breeze, it seemed to be a little more melancholy and solemn.
"Mu Mu?" Jiu'er was stunned, not expecting his appearance.
"You..." She walked over and looked at the dew on his clothes and slightly damp long hair. She felt complicated: "You... why are you here? How long have you been standing here?"
"I have been standing here since you walked in last night." Mu Mu's words contained no hint of blame.
It's just very light, so light that one can't guess what he is thinking at this moment.
"It's okay, it's just that there have been too many unexpected things recently, and I'm afraid it won't be safe for you to be alone outside, so I want to wait for you before we go back together."
After all, that thunderbolt was obviously aimed at her, and no one knew when the second thunderbolt, or the second murder, would come.
"I just didn't expect," he glanced in the direction of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, his eyes even more indifferent than usual: "I didn't expect that this would happen overnight."
"Mu Mu, I... Uncle Jiuhuang and I..." Jiu'er didn't know how to explain, but subconsciously felt that there was no need to explain anything.
"Mu Mu, thank you for your concern. I have nothing to do. Don't do such stupid things in the future. No matter what happens, I can handle it myself."
After all, she didn't explain it because she felt that the explanation was too redundant for her?
Mu Mu's eyes darkened slightly, and the gloom in his eyes just flashed away, and he walked with her in the direction of the Imperial Academy.
Feng Jiu'er walked beside him, and he really didn't ask anything, but it made people feel a little uneasy.
Mu Mu is so good to her, but how can she make him understand that she is really just a friend to him?
No, it is more like a family member than a friend, but it has nothing to do with the future wife he mentioned.
His body is still so tall, and he feels safe walking around him.
However, one portion of this sense of security is enough, and another portion will be more.
"Mu Mu..."
"Are you and the Ninth Prince together?" He suddenly asked, and this indifferent question blocked all her unspoken words.
"No." Feng Jiuer immediately denied it, but felt that her denial had given him some misunderstanding.
She said: "Mu Mu, I don't know how I feel about Uncle Nine Emperors. I seem to have many thoughts that I haven't figured out yet, but,"
She took a deep breath and then said slowly: "No matter what the relationship between me and Uncle Nine Emperors is, it will not affect my relationship with you, Mu Mu, I don't mean that to you."
"Um."
Jiu'er thought that she would need to spend a lot of effort to convince him, but, um? What do you mean?
Mu Mu, on the other hand, looked down at her and smiled lightly: "Have you said similar words many times? Did I put too much pressure on you?"
When he smiles, his hair is as white as frost, yet he is unparalleledly handsome and good-looking, but people can never guess what he is thinking.
Jiu'er didn't know what he meant by this, but it was definitely not a good thing to be sloppy if some things were not explained clearly.
"I don't want to worry about relationships right now, either with you or with Uncle Nine Emperors. You know my ambition."
"Okay, in that case, let's not even think about it."
Mu Mu pointed forward, "Do you see this road? The road back to the academy looks smooth. In fact, do you know how many murderous intentions it hides?"
Jiu'er opened his mouth, but suddenly his face darkened, angry and helpless.
"Do you know that you are seeking death by walking in? Why don't you retreat quickly?"
