Yu Jingfeng came in a hurry, and his expression was a bit panicked.
We have never seen such an anxious Master Yu.
He usually looks so aloof, serious and arrogant to the Ninth Prince, but no one has ever seen the expression on his face be so rich.
"Master Yu!" A Biao and A Yang were completely dumbfounded when they saw Yu Jingfeng.
Just now, we were talking about going to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, but now, the Ninth Prince's most powerful confidant is actually here!
The moment she saw Yu Jingfeng, Feng Jiuer withdrew the silver needle and secretly kicked Zhang Jianhong in the leg.
Zhang Jianhong immediately fell down and was left to chew on the mud.
Feng Jiuer also fell down softly and looked up at Yu Jingfeng who was approaching quickly: "Master Yu..."
"Miss Jiuer, how are you? Are you injured?"
Yu Jingfeng hurriedly helped her up, and when he saw the blood on her body, his eyes suddenly turned red with anger.
"They dare to torture you! Damn it! Who could do it!"
A Biao and A Yang were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and trembled: "Yes, they are subordinates."
With a swipe sound, the long sword from Yu Jingfeng's waist was drawn out, with cold light shining and murderous intent.
"It's none of their business!" Feng Jiuer grabbed his wrist, fearing that he would kill a good citizen by mistake.
"Master Yu, on the night of the 18th of this month, Jiu'er was kidnapped by thieves. It was people from the Jiu Prince's Palace who rescued Jiu'er. Please tell Zhang Dutong that Jiu'er did not lie."
This was a huge amount of information, and Yu Jingfeng understood it.
Looking down at Zhang Jianhong who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, he said angrily: "It was the people from the Jiuwang Mansion who saved Miss Jiuer. If Zhang Dutong still has any questions, you are welcome to come to the Jiuwang Mansion for review at any time."
He bent over, picked up Feng Jiu'er, and walked quickly out the door.
As he walked, he explained to her: "I'm sorry, Miss Jiu'er, my prince is out of the city today. He didn't receive the news until after nightfall that you were taken into Jiantian Mansion."
"Your Majesty, I will come back first to rescue you. Your Majesty should have entered the city by now. Miss Jiuer, I will take you to heal your injuries."
Her body was covered in blood, and she was probably seriously injured. When the prince saw her later, he would be in bad luck.
If I had known earlier, I should have made the horse run faster. If I had arrived half an hour earlier, maybe Miss Jiu'er wouldn't have had to endure this hardship.
Who knew that when he helped Feng Jiuer onto the horse, Feng Jiuer turned around and smiled mischievously at him: "The injuries are all fake."
"Fake……"
"Shh!" Feng Jiuer put her fingers to her lips and whispered, "Let's go, this place is too scary."
Yu Jingfeng recovered from the shock and saw a mischievous smile on her face, and indeed there was no sign of pain at all.
After calming down, he took off his robe and put it on her body, and then said softly: "Miss Jiuer, please sit still, I will take you back right now."
Feng Jiuer didn't say anything. She sat behind him, with the wind blowing on her face. She thought of Uncle Nine Emperors' stunning face, and suddenly her heart was filled with warmth.
Some people treat her like worn-out shoes and treat her promises as lip service, but some people, at least, really care about her.
Whether he cares about her as a person or the blood on her body, it is all a kind of care.
Compared with those ruthless people, it can always soothe people's hearts.
"Miss Jiu'er, the prince will be at your residence soon. The prince will make the decision for you. Miss Jiu'er, don't panic."
The two of them were already far away from the palace and were heading towards the Nine Princes' Mansion.
Jiu'er nodded and wanted to say something, but suddenly his face changed and he said anxiously: "Yu Jingfeng, be careful!"
