Lan Yue didn't say anything. This girl couldn't persuade him. It was like transferring him away to prevent him from getting too close to Emperor Qiwen, lest the gun go off.
After all, I was still afraid that he would rush to assassinate Emperor Qiwen.
But he finally came back with a different identity, and now he can appear in the imperial city with this identity. How could he miss the opportunity to assassinate Emperor Qiwen?
"Uncle, I know that Jiu'er's life is worthless, but it's your fault that you haven't seen Jiu'er for more than ten years."
Lan Yue still didn't speak, but Lan Yue knew that it was indeed her fault.
"Uncle, you owe Jiu'er, don't you? Shouldn't you protect Jiu'er well?"
Feng Jiuer took his arm and shook it.
Lan Yue frowned and looked at her helplessly: "Are you really Jiu'er? Jiu'er's mother would not be such a shameless person!"
"Just think I have a genetic mutation!" If being a scumbag can keep both uncle and grandpa safe, what does it matter?
Lan Yue pursed her lips and said, "I can't leave the imperial city."
It took a lot of effort to stay here.
"Grandpa is feeling a little better now. If he continues to practice quietly, he will get better."
"I will arrange a place for him..."
"If you are no longer here, those people will bully grandpa over time."
"Even if I'm not here, aren't you still here?" As the granddaughter of her father, don't you know how to take care of your own grandfather?
"But if I go to the Phoenix Clan this time, I might not be able to come back."
"Shut up!" Why do you keep saying such unlucky words?
"Uncle, I also want to come back alive, but I don't have any martial arts skills now, and I'm also very panicked."
Feng Jiuer grabbed his arm tightly, shook it, and then shook it again.
"I belong to many enemies. Maybe I haven't left Beimu Country yet...well, I won't say it anymore, but what I said is not impossible."
If you curse yourself again, your uncle will really get angry.
Lan Yue snorted, a little unhappy indeed: "Didn't the Ninth Prince send someone to protect you?"
"Are you so relieved that you will leave Jiu'er to others? I heard that the Phoenix Clan has many masters. Who knows if those Nine Emperor Uncles are reliable?"
"You still know that other people are unreliable!" You have been hanging out with the royal family all day long, but you still have the nerve to say it!
Of course Feng Jiuer knew that her uncle didn't like people from the royal family.
Uncle Nine Emperors' current identity is indeed the prince of the Zhan clan, so it is understandable that his uncle has always rejected him.
"So, uncle, you should go to the Feng Clan border town to meet me after settling everything, okay?"
She hugged his arm again, her eyebrows curved, and she smiled very beautifully.
"It's so rare for Jiu'er to recognize his uncle. Jiu'er also wants to see grandpa with his true face in the future. Maybe grandpa will be cured of his illness after seeing Jiu'er's original appearance."
"Your original appearance..." Lan Yue's eyes fell on her face.
This girl who deserves a beating has been lying to him for so long, but until now, he has never seen her true face.
I had only heard about it before, and at most I had seen the portrait. However, the portrait was only in black and white, so there was no way it would be intuitive to the real person.
He really wanted to see if she looked exactly like his sister?
"Uncle, do you really want to see it?" Jiuer narrowed his eyes.
Lan Yue said nothing. He knew that Jiu'er would not be able to reveal his true face as a man if he stayed here.
He didn't want to embarrass her.
"Well, I'm leaving tonight anyway. I probably won't go out today. I just need to wash these things off my face."
…
In Jiuer's room.
When Feng Jiuer thoroughly washed the lotion on her face and finally took off the man's skin, she put on women's clothes and appeared in front of Lan Yue. Lan Yue's beautiful eyes were sour in an instant.
submerged.
She is not like her sister, at least her facial features are obviously different from her sister's, but her body shape and the way she feels to others can make people tell at a glance that she is her sister's child!
She is my sister’s daughter!
The big palm holding the moon was trembling. Even though I had expected it, when I actually saw it, I was still so excited that I couldn't speak.
Jiu'er knew that after more than ten years of separation, he now appeared in front of his uncle with the aura of Long Feiyan. One can imagine how his uncle felt.
If possible, they should have met long ago.
But she doesn't know, her uncle can't, and her grandfather doesn't know anything. Until now, he hasn't been able to get out of the shadow of Long Feiyan's death.
Such mental illness is actually just that I have been blinding myself and deceiving myself.
As time went by, even I didn't know whether I was awake or still suffering from the disease.
Grandpa was unwilling to accept reality, and he still is.
If he was willing to face it, he would have woken up long ago.
How much damage did losing your beloved daughter cause to my grandfather in the first place, to make a strong-willed general suffer from such a heart disease?
She could feel how much her grandfather loved his daughter, and she could also feel how much her uncle loved his sister.
Long Feiyan is really a legend, a legend. People around her love her so much!
Lan Yue turned away and finally controlled her emotions.
When he looked back at Feng Jiu'er, his breath had calmed down.
"uncle……"
"Good-looking, as beautiful as your mother." His voice was a little hoarse, and his fingertips were still trembling slightly.
"Actually, my uncle is also very good-looking, but he doesn't want to listen to Jiu'er's advice and take the medicine well."
He didn't say anything. Appearance was not important to him. What's more, there was nothing wrong with him now. Even if he was seen, no one would be able to recognize who he was.
If it goes well, it might bring disaster to itself.
Although more than ten years have passed, and the boy he was then is now a man in his thirties, his facial features may still be somewhat similar.
Perhaps because he hadn't looked at his face for so long, even Lan Yue himself had forgotten what he looked like.
"Uncle, I want to see your true face with my own eyes. Otherwise, Jiu'er will never know what your uncle really looks like."
She took out a bottle of medicine from her arms and stuffed it into Lan Yue's hand: "If uncle really hurts Jiu'er, he should take the medicine well so that Jiu'er can see his true face when he comes back."
The toxins in his body have been almost eliminated, leaving only the last bit.
As long as you take your medicine on time, everything will be fine.
"When Jiu'er wants to come back, the first person he sees is his uncle. Uncle, you promise Jiu'er that even if you don't want to wait at the border of the Feng clan, you will let Jiu'er see an intact uncle when he comes back.
,OK?"
She held his hand firmly and stared at him with sincerity: "Uncle, please promise me?"
