Unexpectedly, the Xing family and the Long family had such a connection back then. Xing Zizhou's grandfather actually followed Feng Jiuer's grandfather.
And his father followed Jiuer's mother, General Long Feiyan.
Although Feng Jiuer did not guarantee that she would be able to fly into the sky one day, and she herself might not have such great ambitions, she kept Xing Zizhou's intention in mind.
After reporting to Feng Jiuer, Xing Zizhou went to find Xiao Yingtao.
These two enemies, one chasing and the other avoiding, actually put aside Xiaoyingtao's feelings for Mu Mu, these two people are actually a good couple together.
But I just don’t know when Xing Zizhou will win the beauty’s heart?
Jiu'er went to the dining room to have dinner by himself, and was about to return to Mingyue Garden when a man and a horse came galloping from a distance.
She took two steps back slightly and was about to avoid letting the person pass by. Unexpectedly, the person and the horse stopped in front of her.
"Master Yu?" She narrowed her eyes and looked up at the man who jumped off the horse.
Yu Jingfeng smiled at her: "Miss Jiu'er, the prince wants to see you."
...Feng Jiuer felt like a girl waiting to be married, no, not waiting to be married, but already married and now waiting for her new husband.
When she arrived at the palace, Uncle Nine Emperors had not returned. After that, several maids surrounded her, trying to bathe and change her clothes.
Jiu'er dealt with it all the way with a blushing face. She said she didn't need anyone to serve her, but they also said that they were hired by people from the palace just to serve her.
If Miss Jiuer does not need their services, they will be kicked out of the house.
The most pitiful girl was Qian'er, a girl who was only fifteen years old. She said that she was originally going to be sold to a brothel by her adoptive father, but luckily she was chosen by the palace's housekeeper.
Being able to work in the palace now was a blessing she had earned over several lifetimes. If Miss Jiuer didn't want her, she might be kicked out of the palace, and in the end she wouldn't be able to escape the tragic fate of being sold into a brothel.
So Jiu'er dismissed everyone except this guy who was hugging his thigh and bursting with tears and runny nose.
In the end, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept Qian'er's service. Fortunately, Qian'er was a capable person. Jiu'er felt embarrassed at first, but then it got better.
Habit becomes natural.
"Miss Jiu'er, I heard that the prince has returned to his residence and will be back soon. Miss Jiu'er, do you want to change into some nice clothes?"
"Why do you need to change clothes?" Feng Jiuer lowered his head and glanced at himself. Doesn't he look good in his current outfit?
Qian'er smiled mischievously, blushed and leaned towards her and whispered: "Qian'er has prepared some beautiful clothes for the young lady. I guarantee that the prince will like them after seeing them."
Feng Jiu'er wanted to refuse, but Qian'er had already dug out two sets of clothes from the box on the side. They were both skirts, one red and one white, but... they were both gauze clothes!
When Qian'er spread her skirt in front of Feng Jiu'er, Jiu'er's face turned red.
"How can I wear these clothes?" Really, isn't it said that ancient people were conservative? No matter how she looked at it, she felt that they were more open-minded than modern people!
What kind of clothes are these? They are as thin as cicada wings, just a layer of gauze. After putting them on, you can clearly see where there is hair on your body... Well, this way of describing it is so embarrassing.
"Why can't you wear it? Aren't you wearing it for others to see? As long as the prince sees it alone, that's fine."
Qian'er held up the skirt in her hand, not knowing how excited she was, as if she wanted to wear it herself.
"Miss, please choose quickly and see which one you want to wear! A woman likes her beauty. When the prince comes back later, Qian'er guarantees that his nose will bleed!"
"..." Feng Jiuer was speechless. Why did he want Uncle Nine Emperors to spray nosebleeds? Did he think he had too much blood?
"I won't wear it." She didn't want to wear this kind of clothes.
"Miss, don't you want to make the prince happy?" Qian'er frowned and did not give up her lobbying.
"Even if you want Uncle Nine Emperors to be happy, there is no need to dress like this." Of course she hopes that Uncle Nine Emperors will be in a good mood.
When Uncle Nine Emperors is in a good mood, it will be easier to get along with him, at least he won't scare her to death.
But, if this is the price... Bah! She is like a lustful... girl!
She! No! Do it! She is not one of Nine Emperors Uncle’s.
Qian'er rolled her eyes at her and muttered: "Miss, why are you so ignorant of amorous feelings? The prince wants you to serve him tonight, and you dressed like this will certainly make him like him more, come on..."
"I don't have that kind of relationship with Uncle Nine Emperors." How many times did she have to explain it? Why didn't anyone believe it?
Everyone thought she was the Nine Emperors Uncle! Even the Queen Mother actually said at that time that she wanted the Nine Emperors Uncle to take her in...
Alas, in ancient times, as long as you slept in a man's bed, your status was already determined?
However, it was not like she wanted to sleep in Uncle Nine Emperors' bed on purpose.
In that case, if you continue to stay here tonight, will you have to sleep in Uncle Nine Emperors' bed again?
By then, won’t the misunderstandings become increasingly unclear?
Thinking of this, Jiu'er's heart jumped and she stood up from the bed: "No, I can't stay here!"
"Miss, what are you going to do?" Qian'er was startled by her.
"I have something else to do and I need to go back to the academy right away. Tell Uncle Nine Emperors that I have to leave beforehand."
Can't stay, can't stay, stay, the relationship is really unclear!
Really, why did Yu Jingfeng follow her immediately when he was looking for her?
When she arrived, she didn't see the Nine Emperors Uncle himself, making her look like he was here to stay with her, which was really strange.
If you don't leave now while Uncle Nine Emperors hasn't come back, you won't be able to leave after it's over.
"Qian'er, I'm leaving first, bye!"
She quickly walked to the door, opened it with a flick, and was about to take a step forward.
Qian'er was frightened by her and hurriedly chased her out: "Miss, the prince has returned to the house, he will be here soon, miss..."
Qian'er stopped, biting her lip in fright, feeling a chill on her back.
Now standing coldly at the door, blocking Feng Jiuer's escape path, who else but the prince?
"I, I, I... Nunu, please... take leave first." Qian'er didn't even dare to look at the prince. The prince was too noble to look down on!
He hurriedly lowered his head, carefully walked out from the prince's side, and then walked away quickly.
Feng Jiuer raised her head and looked at the man standing at the door, feeling guilty for no reason: "Nine...Nine Emperors Uncle."
"Is there anything else?" Zhan Qingcheng's face was expressionless, and he stepped forward with his slender legs, immediately forcing Feng Jiuer to return to the room.
After that, she watched helplessly as the door was mercilessly closed in front of her, as if it was her fate tonight to be completely locked in this door.
Zhan Qingcheng looked down at her, his eyes filled with displeasure: "Where else do you want to go?"
