Zhan Qingcheng had already walked in front of Feng Jiu. Just when Feng Jiu was frightened, he suddenly passed her and walked towards the door.
It turned out that he finally agreed that he was willing to leave.
Feng Jiu originally wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly her mouth moved faster than her head. When Zhan Qingcheng was about to open the door, she asked without fear of death: "Your Majesty, can you climb out of the window? I'm afraid of being seen.
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Feng Jiu felt that her neck became chilly in an instant, and she didn't know where the cold wind came from. Anyway, when she just finished speaking, it had already swept up her whole body.
She didn't mean it! She let the aloof and noble Ninth Prince climb through the window, and even wanted him to leave through the back door?
Where did she get such courage?
However, at this hour, the boy in the yard should be starting to work. If he is asked to walk out from here, many people will definitely see him.
The dignified Ninth Prince stayed away from home last night and stayed in the room of a young man like her... OMG, the picture was too beautiful to look at!
Zhan Qingcheng finally calmed down the anger in his chest, threw away the door that he almost pushed open, and walked towards her again.
Feng Jiu was really a little panicked. She knew how arrogant Uncle Nine Emperors was. When did he care about the eyes of the world?
However, she didn't dare to joke about his good reputation. The prince's broken sleeves were really not a funny joke and would stain him for the rest of his life.
"Your Majesty..."
"Humph!" She just drove him away, but she was actually afraid that he would be seen! How much did she dislike herself?
Feng Jiu bit her lower lip, not even daring to hum. Was he going to come back to settle the score with her? How could the prince's nobility and pride tolerate other people's provocation?
But he didn't seem to have any intention of settling accounts. He just passed by her and actually... walked towards the window?
Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, then looked again. The window sill was shaking, and there were dots of light and shadow under the trees outside. She chased to the window and looked outside. Where was the slender black figure of Uncle Nine Emperors?
Feng Jiu was a little worried and quickly chased after him. The backyard in the east chamber was quiet, and he didn't hear any screams or doubts from the boy.
He really left, silently.
Feng Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was a bit unexpected that Uncle Jiuhuang was so obedient, at least he was no longer under so much pressure.
I wonder if Uncle Nine Emperors will come again tonight... Bah, bah, bah, what are you thinking about? Why does Uncle Nine Emperors still come here?
To Feng Jiu, he is a prince, not an uncle of the Nine Emperors.
To Uncle Jiuhuang, she is also Fengjiu, not Fengjiuer.
At least, he should see clearly that he is a man...
Not knowing what she was thinking, Feng Jiu returned to the room and wanted to take off the man's skin and flesh.
But after thinking about it, I reluctantly put it on again.
Fortunately, the weather in April is not too hot yet, and we can still hold on for a while.
If it's June or July, wearing men's skin again will be simply inhuman torture.
Without air conditioning these days, it would be too hot!
"Sir." Little Cherry called from outside.
Feng Jiu tied her hair up high and tied it tightly with a sandalwood hairpin. When she went out, she was that handsome young man in flowing white clothes again.
If Little Cherry hadn't known that the person in front of her was a girl, her elegant and elegant temperament would have made even Little Cherry narrow her eyes and even become confused.
"It's really pretty!" Little Cherry couldn't help but sigh.
It’s really beautiful and not fake at all!
The young master has become very accustomed to wearing these special boots, and now he looks much taller than Little Cherry, and slightly shorter than Xing Zizhou.
But compared with ordinary men, his height is not bad at all.
She has a slender figure, a peach-shaped face, and looks like a boy or a girl, but there is no hint of shyness. Walking in the sun, wearing a white dress and fluttering skirts, she is simply stunning!
Little Cherry didn't understand. Everyone was pretending to be men, so why was she not one-tenth as good-looking as the young master?
The little girls in Tianji Hall always look at the young master in ecstasy, why can't they be seen acting crazy towards her?
"Sir, the steward Long Yan from the No. 1 Village in the World was waiting in the side hall half an hour ago." Little Cherry caught up with him and asked, "Sir, have you had breakfast?"
"It's used." Feng Jiu nodded, but half an hour? "Why didn't you inform me earlier?"
Fortunately, I didn't come earlier. The Ninth Prince hadn't left half an hour ago.
"The Longyan housekeeper said that he was too impatient and came too early. We asked him to give him half an hour to rest in the side hall and come back to see you after half an hour."
Give him half an hour to rest... The steward of the No. 1 village in the world is indeed a very polite person, extremely well-educated, and he knows how to behave like this.
I don’t know what kind of person Mr. Lanyue from the No. 1 Village in the World is like. The housekeeper is so easy to get along with, so that gentleman probably can’t be any worse.
Feng Jiu held this in mind, but when she arrived at the No. 1 Village in the World, she really felt the feeling of being rejected. Moreover, she refused very, very, very rudely, and was almost thrown out of the house.
Mr. Lanyue was highly skilled in martial arts, and his internal strength was even better than the legend said. He casually flicked his sleeves, and was pushed out of the door. His heart was pounding, and his meridians were almost injured.
"Sir, sir, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
Long Yan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He didn't protect his husband just now, and he almost got hurt. He really deserves to die!
"Sir, how are you? I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't react just now and couldn't stop the owner in time. Sir, I'm really sorry, I..."
Feng Jiu raised her hand to stop him from continuing to apologize.
In fact, Long Yan had done a good job just now and was always respectful to her. However, Mr. Lan Yue's temper was really too big, so she only said a few words...
There are really only two sentences. The first sentence is: I am Feng Jiu of Tianji Hall. The second sentence is: At the invitation of Butler Long, I came to give the village owner a safe pulse.
Then, she was blasted out by the force of his palm. Probably even Long Yan didn't expect it, so he didn't have time to stop her.
However, with Mr. Lanyue's ability, it is definitely not easy to stop him.
"Anyway, I'm really sorry!" Long Yan apologized solemnly to her, but still refused to give up: "Sir, although our owner's temper is a bit weird, he is not a bad person. Please don't give up, sir."
Keep it in mind."
"Probably because there have been so many tidbits in the past two days, the owner... The owner has started to get sick again, so his temper has become even more grumpy. After two days when the tidbits have become less and less, the owner's temper will be better. Sir, can you... can you please return the favor?
