In Jiu'er's mind, that majestic yet elegant figure couldn't help but reappear.
Fairly graceful, cold, arrogant and indifferent.
I always feel that it is impossible to put these two words together.
But now, focusing on him, it is obviously very contradictory, but it is also surprisingly integrated.
But these six words in front of me, the harem is not allowed to interfere with politics... Oh, why do I think the more I read it, how cute it is?
Yes, it’s just so cute?
Why is he so cute?
The more Feng Jiuer read, the more she liked it, especially these six characters, which were obviously written very casually, but with a strong technique, like a flying dragon.
Well, I like it no matter how I look at it, so what should I do?
"Father, can you give me this answer sheet?" She took it and didn't want to let it go.
Looking at this word, it's like fighting against the Qingcheng people in front of you.
Oops! I really like it!
Feng Qiongcang had no objection, and Feng Jiuer immediately took Zhan Qingcheng's answer sheet and carefully put it away, treating it as a treasure.
"Father, then...is this answer sheet considered a passing test?"
"Do you like this man so much?" Feng Qiongcang did not give a positive response.
Jiu'er blushed and seemed a little hesitant.
Finally, she nodded: "I have never seen such a good-looking man..."
An Bao made a sound and smiled slightly.
This Princess Jiuer is really candid.
Rather, as she said, this man named Zhan Qingcheng is really very good-looking.
Not to mention the princess's heart fluttering when she saw it, even when he saw it, he felt that peach blossoms suddenly bloomed all over the palace.
However, with such a handsome appearance, could she... really become a witch that brings disaster to the country and the people?
Uh, that, demon king?
"Father, can't you make it through?" Feng Jiuer couldn't help but ask, why didn't her father give her a definite answer?
"Father, you need to think carefully about this matter." Feng Qiongcang still did not respond.
"Father!" Jiu'er was anxious. Does his father mean that he doesn't want to choose Zhan Qingcheng?
"Father, didn't you say that it's okay as long as I like it?"
Jianyi also can live in her princess palace now because she likes it.
Why can’t Zhan Qingcheng work?
"This person is a bit different. Father must meet him in person before making a decision."
An Bao immediately said: "Your Majesty, then, I will invite him over now."
Feng Qiongcang waved his hand, and An Bao immediately went out and invited the people in person.
Jiu'er was a little uneasy, but Feng Qiongcang said: "You go back first, whether you want to stay or not, there is no need to see you again today."
"Father..."
"Go." Feng Qiongcang waved his hand, not impatient, and even had a smile on his lips.
This look really makes it difficult to see what he is thinking.
Jiuer hesitated several times, but she also knew that she could not change what her father decided.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally turned around and left.
As soon as she walked out of the side hall door, the anxiety in her eyes subsided.
The arrival of the Ninth Prince of Beimu Kingdom today was indeed beyond her expectation.
The loss of consciousness in front of the temple is also true, without any fakeness or pretense.
Of course, the performance just now in Father's Palace was at least partly a pretense.
But because of her real gaffe in front of the palace, the disguise in the side palace became more believable.
In short, in front of the father, nothing can be true and nothing can deceive him.
Half truth and half lies are the best way.
She was indeed a little worried that her father was going to meet Zhan Qingcheng.
In Zhan Qingcheng's current situation, he must not use force. If he does, he will definitely injure himself seriously.
He didn't know what his father would say to him. The most important thing was that he knew that the man would never compromise.
But my father, in the Phoenix Clan, is an existence that no one can disobey.
If two equally proud people meet, will they fight?
Jiu'er is indeed worried.
"How?" Jian Yi had been waiting outside. When he saw Jiu'er coming out, he immediately went to greet her.
He also wanted to know whether Zhan Qingcheng passed the examination or not.
No one knows what Zhan Qingcheng wrote on the answer sheet, but everyone can see clearly that the guy only wrote a few words!
How can I pass the test with just a few words?
With a brain like Jianyi's, no matter how much he thought about it, he would never have imagined what the Ninth Prince would write.
I won’t write it down directly, so I won’t answer it, right?
If that's the case, it would be really... amazing.
Jiu'er glanced at him angrily: "That guy wrote that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, so he refused to answer."
"..."
How is this different from "I can't"?
In Jianyi's opinion, it really means the same thing.
It seems that the Ninth Prince only knows how to fight and has no literary talent at all.
"Then what should we do? Can you tell the emperor that you like this guy and let him live in the Princess Palace?"
Think about it, wasn’t that how I ended up living in the Princess Palace?
Now he is the only one living in the palace. He has no idea what is going on outside. He is really a little anxious living here.
"There will be a martial arts test in the afternoon. I guess he won't come."
Jian Yi also had to participate in the afternoon martial arts test, so Jiu'er tugged on his sleeve.
"Let's go back quickly and eat and drink well. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have the strength to defeat those people during the martial arts test in the afternoon."
Some people are required to take part in the civil and military examinations. This not only increases their chances of being selected, but also helps them gain a good reputation in front of the princess and leave a good impression.
Of course, if you are both civil and military, any woman will like you.
However, Zhan Qingcheng suffered such serious internal injuries and was unable to perform kung fu, so naturally he couldn't come.
Jian Yi didn't care about this at all: "The big deal is, I'll be kicked out of the palace."
Then I can go back and visit them to see how everyone is doing now.
Jiuer glared at him and snorted: "You are the one who left my princess palace. If you lose and get kicked out, how shameless will it be for me?"
Jian Yi moved his lips, originally wanting to say, what does her lack of face have to do with him?
But think about it, after all, they are all people who came from Beimu Country together. Besides, Feng Jiuer can be regarded as his boss.
If the boss loses face, he will also be... embarrassed, right?
"Don't worry, I won't lose in the afternoon competition."
Jiu'er poked the muscles on his arm and smiled: "I'll do the same!"
However, her father wouldn't let her see his meeting with Zhan Qingcheng, so it was of no use for her to stay here.
"Forget it, let's go back and eat something delicious."
She moved forward, but when she just took a step, she stopped for a moment.
Eunuch Anbao was leading a man in flowing white clothes from outside the palace.
He walked in the breeze, and his clothes fluttered lightly with his steps.
That deep and solemn face remains the same noble and unrivaled no matter where he walks.
Even if the person he was going to meet was the emperor of the Feng clan, the coldness and arrogance in him would not be dampened by this.
Jiu'er stood on the steps, and with just one glance, his feet slipped and he almost rolled down the steps.
