"There are not many people here. It should be convenient for you to live here. There is also a man in my yard called Mute Slave."
Feng Jiuer thought for a while and then said: "I will tell the mute slave about this tomorrow. He is a good man, but he can't speak. Don't bully him. He will help you provide food."
Only with someone to take care of her can Aunt Xue live here with peace of mind. Otherwise, it would be troublesome for her to be alone. She would have to go out to find food by herself, which would easily expose her whereabouts.
Xue Gu said nothing and seemed to have no objection to her arrangement.
"But Xuegu, don't you have any plans of your own in the future?" Such a hermit master would probably not be willing to live in his place forever.
"Is there anything I can help with?" Jiu'er asked.
"Help me find out who sent these guards up the mountain."
"It's someone from the palace, but I'm not sure who it is yet." If Xue Gu doesn't tell you about this, Feng Jiu'er will also check it out herself.
"Don't worry, just leave this matter to me."
Suddenly remembering something, she asked again: "By the way, Snow Gu, you have gone down the mountain, what about the two snow lotus beasts on the mountain?"
"They have lived in the mountains for many years and are more familiar with the mountain environment than I am." Snow lotus beasts will naturally have no problems in the mountains. Even if someone goes to look for them, they will not be easily found.
Unless they want to come out on their own.
Xue Gu stood up and walked to the bed: "Come here and let me see how your internal strength is growing."
…
As expected, the mute slave accepted Xue Gu's existence easily.
Feng Jiu'er only said that she was her friend, and the mute slave didn't ask any questions. She wanted Xue Gu to live in the yard and not let anyone know. The mute slave would just provide her with food every day.
There is everything in the yard. Although Feng Jiuer is a poor young lady, she is still a young lady after all.
In terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, except for the food, which had to be done by the mute slave, there was actually no need to trouble anyone.
Early the next morning, as Feng Jiuer said last night, she dragged the mute slave out of the house to buy clothes.
There are some clothing shops on the street that sell ready-made clothes. Of course, you can also buy fabrics and make them at home. However, since Jiu'er doesn't know how to stitch, it's best to buy ready-made clothes.
After walking through several clothing shops in a row, the mute slave had a lot of baggage on his hands. As he walked further, the mute slave became a little unhappy.
He gently tugged on Feng Jiu'er's sleeves. From several clothing stores in front of him, he bought at least four or five sets of clothes. If he bought more, he would never be able to wear them all.
"What for? Afraid of spending all my money?" Feng Jiuer looked up at him and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I still have some money. Besides, if you don't spend the money you make, then what's the use of working hard to make money?
"
Seeing another large clothing store ahead, Feng Jiuer immediately grabbed the mute slave and walked in...
On the street not far away, a man in casual clothes had dark eyes.
Yu Jingfeng also saw it, and stopped beside the man: "Wang...Master, this is Miss Jiu'er."
The prince just came back from outside the city today. He was wearing plain clothes and pretending to be a passerby. Although he had an elegant and noble aura that could not be blocked by clothes of the most ordinary materials, his identity today was not that of the Ninth Prince.
What's more, not many people have actually seen the true appearance of the Ninth Prince, so the current prince is just a stunningly handsome man wearing ordinary clothes.
Yu Jingfeng didn't expect that by chance, he would see Feng Jiuer on the road just after returning from outside the city.
What was even more unexpected was that Miss Jiuer actually took a man along to...shopping?
Ahem, is Miss Jiuer seeking death? She is so intimate with a man under the eyes of the prince.
Although this man's face was scarred and his face seemed to have been destroyed, his figure and aura were not inferior to those handsome young men at all.
The man in white on the horse remained expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be getting darker.
Yu Jingfeng couldn't figure out what the prince was thinking, but he must be unhappy, right?
"Well, Master, how about..."
Before Yu Jingfeng finished speaking, Zhan Qingcheng on horseback suddenly turned over.
Those slender legs stood proudly on the ground, dressed in white, and danced gracefully with the quick movements of dismounting.
Among the girls who had been staring at him for a long time, some of them rolled their eyes and fainted because their blood was racing so hard.
If Feng Jiuer saw this, I don't know how long he would have to sigh with emotion.
Is it an exaggeration? It seems to be a bit exaggerated, but if it happens to the Nine Emperors Uncle, it is definitely not an exaggeration.
Because, she herself had seen with her own eyes a girl fainted in shock because of his handsomeness. This was not the first time.
But this time, Jiu'er obviously didn't know that she was dragging the mute slave to try on clothes.
I didn't expect that buying clothes in ancient times was somewhat similar to modern times, but it was not as convenient as modern times.
Fortunately, the mute slave is a man, so the effect can be seen if he takes off his coat and puts on new clothes.
When Zhan Qingcheng and Yu Jingfeng entered the door, Jiu'er was dressing the mute slave. Because his back was to the door, he did not notice the two figures at the door.
However, the atmosphere in the clothing shop has obviously become very different.
In an instant, it became cold, serious, and tense, and I could even faintly hear the girls sucking in cold air.
Even the tall and slender body of the mute slave stiffened slightly, and he clearly felt a different aura intruding into the clothing shop.
"What's wrong? Your body is stiff and you don't like these clothes?" Feng Jiu'er was dressing the mute slave. Of course, Jiu'er was the first to notice the changes in his body.
Even the breath is a little different, is it really so annoying?
She stood in front of the mute slave, probably because she was too focused on trying on the mute slave's clothes and didn't notice anything was wrong with everyone around her.
Taking a step back slightly and looking at the mute slave again, Jiuer murmured: "Isn't this beautiful? This figure is so good that it makes people drool, how handsome!"
There's obviously nothing wrong with her vision. This lake blue robe, paired with his clean aura, really looks great! Why are you still sullen?
Jiu'er went over to straighten his clothes again, then took a step back: "It's really beautiful, dumb slave, don't you believe my vision?"
In order to get a clearer view, she continued to step back: "Believe me, I'm not wrong. The effect of these clothes and your aura is absolutely stunning! Even I was almost fascinated!"
Then he retreated again, and suddenly, his whole body hit the hard chest of the person behind him.
She was startled and turned around hurriedly: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't see you behind me, hug..."
"Bewitched?" The voice of the man behind him was a little cold, and his cold breath suddenly rushed from Jiuer's collar and neck: "I would like to see how far you are obsessed!"
