Uncle Nine Emperors should be angry again. When Feng Jiuer escaped, she could clearly see that Uncle Nine Emperors had a dark face, and his expression had never been ugly.
At that time, he was sweating all over, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and he was completely out of control. If not for this, she might not have had the chance to push him away.
When he left, he was still sweating profusely and his face was flushed.
If she hadn't run so fast, he might have caught her again.
Jiu'er was worried, and her mood was indescribably complicated. Thinking of the actions of the two people just now, although she was scared, she couldn't help but blush.
Panic! But, I have never felt that way before, and I feel...so strange.
I've known for a long time that men's and women's bodies are very different. It's not like I haven't seen movies, but I haven't practiced it myself.
Now I know that when a man is in love, his body can really become so scary!
In short, it was very scary. The pain made her pale even before anything happened. If something really happened, she would definitely faint from the pain.
Thinking about it, I couldn't help but shudder.
How terrible! I still can’t touch this kind of thing, it’s really terrible!
But now... Looking up at the flowers in the yard in front of her, Feng Jiuer is troubled that she can't explain. What should she do now? Can she escape?
It’s better to run away! If Uncle Nine Emperors chases him out, he really won’t be able to escape by then!
Once she made up her mind, Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly became nervous.
Feng Jiuer tiptoed to the arch bridge in the backyard near the back door. After seeing clearly that there was no one in front of him, Feng Jiuer moved closer to the high wall.
The back door is not accessible. There are guards guarding the door inside and outside. You probably wouldn't expect anyone to dare to leave near the back door. After all, there are too many guards at the back door.
So now, the high wall not far from the back door is empty for defense. Most thieves would not dare to go here. This is undoubtedly a sign of Tai Sui's trouble. Who dares?
Just leave here while the guards at the back door aren't paying attention.
The bright moon disappeared into the clouds, the surrounding light dimmed, and there was a thin layer of shadow in the areas where the moisture-proof candle lamps in the courtyard could not shine.
Feng Jiuer made a decision immediately, without even thinking about it, she stepped over immediately.
The guards at the back door really didn't pay attention to this, because they thought that since it was so close to the heavily guarded back door, no thieves would dare to come in and out here.
Sure enough, no one saw it! Jiu'er was overjoyed. He groped to the high wall and jumped up with a tap of his feet.
Suddenly, an external force pressed down and pulled her back alive.
Jiu'er was startled and subconsciously pushed her away. However, since they were all from the palace, she only used 30% of her power in this palm. It was intended to force the incoming person back, and she had no intention of hurting anyone.
Unexpectedly, the person who came here turned out to be a master, and he easily dodged with one wrong step.
"Miss Jiu'er." Yu Jingfeng called lightly with a smile on his face.
Feng Jiuer felt a chill on her head, which reached her feet: "Why are you..."
"The prince said that you should leave near the back door, so I asked my subordinates to come over and 'please' you go back."
He said he was asking, but it was obviously impossible to let her leave.
There are a lot of guards behind Yu Jingfeng. How can he leave in this situation?
Feng Jiuer was a little discouraged. Uncle Jiuhuang had even calculated the route where she would leave. Was he a bug in her belly?
Jiu'er glanced at Yu Jingfeng, with a little pleading in his eyes: "Master Yu, I really have something else to do, and I want to go back to the academy."
"The prince said that there is nothing particularly important at the academy. It won't be too late for Miss Jiuer to go back tomorrow." Yu Jingfeng said with a smile.
Feng Jiuer really wanted to kick him out, they did it on purpose!
"I... it's a personal matter." Isn't it okay if there is something urgent privately? Does it have to be something related to the academy?
"Your Majesty said, if it's a private matter, just let me handle it."
Yu Jingfeng still had that annoying smile on his face: "Whatever Miss Jiuer needs, I'll take care of it for you."
"No need!" Feng Jiuer snorted, glared at him fiercely, turned around and left.
"Miss Jiu'er, the palace invites you to go back to your room." Yu Jingfeng followed. Behind him, there were still a group of guards, including two who were riding the twelve flying dragons.
Where can I escape from such a huge scene?
"I won't go back." Feng Jiu'er was a little angry. It would be fine if she was not allowed to leave. She would live outside tonight, and she could sleep anywhere for the night.
I just can't go back to my room, I can't go back and stay with that big pervert, Uncle Nine Emperors.
Whatever is pure, whatever is sacred, whatever is not feminine, all fake, are all fake.
She had been bullied thoroughly just now, and she never wanted to go back and face that wolf in sheep's clothing!
...After half a stick of incense, the door to Lord Nine's bedroom was opened, and Feng Jiuer was thrown in.
After that, the door was slammed shut and locked from the outside!
Damn Yu Jingfeng, never call him Yu Dada again! He is just a villain! Yu villain! What a bastard!
Feng Jiuer held her tongue, but before she could complain, she raised her head and met a cold gaze.
He was on the bed so far away, but his gaze was like a knife, piercing straight into her heart.
Feng Jiuer's heart was shocked, and the moment she saw him, her breathing became disordered again.
Uncle Nine Emperors was still wearing the clothes he had casually put on just now, and there was no longer a scalding hot breath on his body, but a chill that was so cold that it made one's scalp numb.
He is angry, really angry this time!
Jiu'er couldn't even squeeze out a smile. Uncle Nine Emperors was really scary now. She had a fear that her head was dangling around her neck and might fall off at any time.
At this time, it's best not to use any playful trick of pretending to be crazy or silly to lighten the atmosphere. No matter how you lighten the atmosphere, I'm afraid it won't be able to ease it.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..." She whispered, finally mustering up the courage, and slowly moved over.
If she doesn't go over by herself, if he pulls her over with a palm, the consequences will be even more serious.
In front of the Nine Emperors Uncle, there is really no way to use any means, he will not accept her tricks!
If she continues to act crazy and act stupid, she is really no different from a clown.
Feng Jiuer went over and walked in, only to realize that he was no different from when she left.
The robe that was thrown on casually had not even been pulled or straightened, and even his sitting posture seemed to remain the same as when she left him half an hour ago.
The only difference is that now the Nine Emperors Uncle has finally lost the sweat on his forehead and face, and his face has returned to normal. He must have calmed down.
But this face was even uglier than when she left him before, and the anger in his eyes was terrifying and deep that she had never seen before.
When I walked up to him, I could feel his cold breath more clearly.
When Zhan Qingcheng's long finger moved slightly, Feng Jiuer panicked, and without even thinking about it, she said anxiously: "I don't want to do that kind of thing with you!"
