Di Ji was already urging Leng Yue to leave, but Leng Yue still just stared at Feng Jiu without any reaction.
She is Feng Jiu'er, she is definitely Feng Jiu'er!
Just now, the Lord actually listened to her! How many people in this world can really persuade the Lord?
It has been more than ten years since Leng Yue met Zhan Qingcheng. No one, not even his adoptive father, can persuade him to go his own way.
Until more than half a year ago, a woman like this suddenly appeared. She could do things that even her adoptive father could not do.
Every time the Lord loses his temper, or is even in a bad mood or feels awkward, only Feng Jiu'er can persuade him.
It's like coaxing a child, and others think it's childish, but their lord just does this!
Only Feng Jiuer!
But now, there is an extra Feng Jiu inexplicably. What does this mean?
Didn't the adoptive father and Ye Luosha notice such an obvious signal?
Feng Jiu was clearly Feng Jiu'er, otherwise, how could the Lord have coaxed her into being so obedient?
"Yue'er, it's time to go back." Seeing that Leng Yue remained motionless, Emperor Ji increased his voice.
Leng Yue finally woke up and bit her lip. Seeing that Zhan Qingcheng had already walked away, she could only push Di Ji away.
When she passed by Feng Jiu, she glanced at him with a cold and extremely sinister look.
She is Feng Jiu'er, don't think she can't tell.
She will definitely find a way to force Feng Jiuer to reveal herself, just wait and see!
Feng Jiu just met her gaze lightly, and even gave her an extremely soft smile.
So what if she is really Feng Jiuer? Who believes her now?
Leng Yue didn't expect that she would dare to provoke him so much! He wanted to rush over and tear her apart, but he was stopped by Di Ji's cold voice: "You are not as good as others, and you still want to make a fool of yourself?"
"Father..." Leng Yue was going crazy.
It must have been just because I was careless and careless that I lost to Feng Jiuer!
If she tries it again, she won't necessarily lose.
"Let's go." Di Ji patted the armrest of the wheelchair. This time, Leng Yue didn't need to push it, and the wheelchair rolled forward quickly.
Leng Yue could only bite her lip and quickly chased after him.
After walking far away, Leng Yue still refused to give up, staring at Di Ji sitting in the wheelchair, feeling aggrieved.
"Father, she is really Feng Jiu'er. Can't you tell at all?"
"He's not." Di Ji didn't want to continue to struggle with this issue with her, so he said in a deep voice, "If you make trouble again, your adoptive father will be angry!"
This girl has obviously been well for half a year, why did she become so weird again today?
Half a year ago, he really felt that this girl was no longer suitable for rationing Wu Ya, but in the past six months, Leng Yue has always been law-abiding and well-behaved in front of everyone. Di Ji also felt that maybe she was just impulsive before.
But now, tonight, everything is fine, and it has returned to the same state as half a year ago, which is really unsettling.
Leng Yue caught a glimpse of his cold side face and immediately thought of the life she had lived in the past six months.
For half a year, I have been cautious, fearing that I would say or do something wrong again, yet I still act so gentle and gentle in front of everyone.
She had been a virtuous woman for half a year, and tonight she didn't know why she started to lose control again.
It's all the fault of that bitch Feng Jiu'er!
But now, I really can't make my adoptive father angry anymore.
After all, whether she can marry the Lord in the future, her adoptive father's opinion plays a big role. At least she can't lose this big supporter first.
"Sorry, foster father, I'm just a little too shocked." In an instant, she returned to her gentle look and said with a slight smile: "It's just that Mr. Feng Jiu's figure looks too much like Feng Jiu. It's Yue'er's fault.
Already."
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After everyone left, Feng Jiu walked towards Tianji Hall.
Seeing these people tonight, I feel a little irritable, but when I think of the current situation of Uncle Nine Emperors, I am not so irritable anymore.
In fact, the Nine Emperors Uncle is the most irritated, isn't he?
Uncle Jiuhuang obviously has opinions about these people, but he thinks that the relationship between Ye Luosha and Di Ji is that one is his aunt and the other is his uncle. Now that his parents are gone, except for Mu Mu, they are his closest relatives.
people.
What can Uncle Nine Emperors do? Uncle Nine Emperors' helplessness is really heartbreaking.
The night was very late and midnight had passed long ago. She raised her head and glanced at the increasingly rich moonlight. Feng Jiu calmed down her cluttered thoughts and quickened her pace to perform Qing Gong. She soon returned to the back door of Tianji Hall.
Entering from the backyard, you can still faintly feel the auras of several guardians. However, with Feng Jiu's current Qing Gong cultivation, if she doesn't want to alert anyone, it is impossible for these people to discover her whereabouts.
She was a little irritable tonight and didn't want to explain, so she didn't alert anyone.
Those four people hurried back to find Uncle Nine Emperors. Did something big happen again? Was it a problem?
Where did Mu Mu go? How is he now? It's been half a year. Any injuries should be healed, right?
When they were approaching the bedroom, Feng Jiu suddenly stopped breathing and stepped back.
There is someone in the room!
The aura was calm, without any murderous intent, not even a little bit of hostility, but this feeling was indescribably familiar.
He... Feng Jiu paused for a moment, then suddenly quickened his pace and pushed the door open.
She hasn't thought about how she should feel when facing this guy, or even thought about how to say something, how to deny it, or explain it.
He didn't even want to, so why would he come here?
But, just when she didn't think of anything, this guy suddenly jumped up from the chair, and the palm wind struck him instantly and silently. If it had been Feng Jiu who had been there, he would have been slapped to death.
Still don't know what happened.
After not seeing each other for half a year, his martial arts has improved a lot.
He was originally a supreme master, but now his internal strength is unimaginably advanced.
Feng Jiu closed the door casually, but did not react at all to the fatal palm coming towards her.
The wind from her palm that was originally calm suddenly blew up, like a strong wind blowing up the broken hair that fell from her ears. There was a brushing sound that made her face hurt.
It was definitely a palm that could kill someone, but she just looked at the figure in the darkness, indifferent.
There was a hiss, and something was cut by the wind of the palm. But just when the palm was about to fall on Feng Jiu, it was suddenly pulled back!
In an instant, the room returned to calm. It was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard by the two of them.
No, what fell to the ground was not the tip of the needle, but just her hairpin.
The long hair fell down like black satin, strands and strands, extremely smooth.
In the night, Feng Jiu's face still looked like a man's, but this black hair definitely belonged to her.
