The protagonists are the last ones to appear. Feng Qingchen didn't want to be the focus of everyone's attention, so he went out at the right time. Unfortunately, things didn't work out and the carriage broke down outside the city.
"It looks like we can't go." Looking at the situation of the carriage, Feng Qingchen knew that today was a mess. He stopped several passing carriages, but no one was willing to lend a helping hand.
The only one who stopped, when he heard that she was Feng Qingchen, he immediately ordered the driver to whip away, as if being exposed to Feng Qingchen would bring bad luck.
"Miss, what should we do now?" the coachman asked anxiously.
In the wilderness, there is no village in front of you, no store in front of you, and it is difficult to find anyone to help.
"Nothing else to do, just untie the rope from the horse and I'll ride." Feng Qingchen said indifferently.
Since some people didn't want her to appear at the poetry meeting, she insisted on going.
"But this horse has no saddle and stirrups. How can the lady ride it?"
"You can still ride, just go slower, let's untie the rope." Looking at the sky, Feng Qingchen calculated that if she didn't get on the road, she would probably be late.
The coachman did not dare to disobey the order and stepped forward obediently. But at this moment, there was a sound of horse hooves behind him.
Who is coming to start such a big battle?
As he got closer and closer, a cloud of dust was flying. Feng Qingchen quickly stood on the side of the road to avoid being hit to death or being disgraced by the dust.
The horses cleared the way, and the guards guarded them. Those who could deserve this honor were either princes, grandsons, or dignitaries. Feng Qingchen silently avoided it, but he didn't want the advancing motorcade to suddenly stop.
"Huh?" Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, then saw a eunuch-looking person walking over.
"Miss Feng, Uncle Nine Emperors invites you."
Feng Qingchen's eyes widened suddenly, and his beautiful black eyes were full of disbelief.
How could it be such a coincidence?
What a beautiful girl!
The eunuch felt his heart beating loudly and quickly lowered his head: "Miss Feng, hurry up, don't keep Uncle Nine Emperors waiting."
Uncle Nine Emperors did not ride a horse, but sat in a carriage. The carriage was pulled by four handsome horses. The carriage was dark, majestic and noble.
In this world, only the Nine Emperors Uncle is qualified to ride this carriage.
"Okay, father-in-law, please." Feng Qingchen came back to her senses and smiled at the eunuch. She was so frightened that the eunuch didn't dare to look at her and quickly led the way.
Feng Qingchen came to the carriage. Before she could speak, she heard Uncle Nine Emperors say: "Get in the carriage."
Uncle Nine Emperor's voice had a faint hint of laziness.
Obviously, Uncle Nine Emperors knew her situation at this time.
"Thank you, Uncle Nine Emperors." Feng Qingchen suppressed the throbbing in her heart and said in a calm voice.
The carriage of the Nine Emperors Uncle was not shared with others, and she had never been able to ride in the Nine Emperors Uncle's carriage. She did not expect that she would have the opportunity to sit with the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Is this a blessing in disguise for her? Feng Qingchen tried hard to suppress the raised corners of her mouth
"Miss Feng, please." The eunuch cleverly helped Feng Qingchen get into the carriage, but he avoided it and did not follow.
Feng Qingchen nodded in thanks, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.
Opening the car door, Feng Qingchen was stunned...
She had always known that Uncle Nine Emperors was beautiful, but when she saw the image of Uncle Nine Emperors dressed in black robes, half lying on a couch, with his head on a pottery pillow, reading a book intently, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
The young master is incomparable!
When it comes to beauty traps, Jiuhuangshu takes action and makes people automatically fall into the trap without doing anything.
Wang Jinling is the moon, and Uncle Nine Emperors is the sun. Even if he stands in a corner, dressed in rags, he cannot hide the dazzling light.
"Have you seen enough?" With such hot eyes, unless it was a dead person, how could there be no feeling, but there was no malice, Dong Lingjiu didn't bother to pay attention, and turned the pages of the book with his slender fingers, and the rustling sound made Feng Qingchen
There is a feeling of dry mouth and tongue.
Hearing that there was no disgust in Uncle Jiuhuang's tone, Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, closed the carriage door calmly, sat down, and said with a smile: "Uncle Jiuhuang's immortal appearance, Qingchen has never seen it in his life.
not enough."
Is this another kind of confession?
Feng Qingchen smiled, looking very generous. Even if she liked Uncle Nine Emperors, she could not lose herself because of Uncle Nine Emperors.
Um?
When did Feng Qingchen become so bold?
Uncle Jiuhuang raised his eyebrows, put down his hand, raised his head and looked at Feng Qingchen. His dark eyes, as calm as autumn water, suddenly became deep and mysterious, and then calmed down again.
"Not ugly." Dong Lingjiu thought about how he changed his opinion of Feng Qingchen when they first met.
Feng Quachen didn't wear fancy clothes and jewelry like other women nowadays, but she was eye-catching.
Feng Qingchen is very beautiful, not like the petite and thin women nowadays. She has a slender figure, fair skin, a faint smile, gorgeous and elegant, and unparalleled elegance in her movements. Today's outfit is even more concise and elegant, with a natural nobility and grandeur.
, showing his extraordinary pride.
Feng Qingchen didn't have any expensive jewelry on her body, but she had an arrogance that made people dare not look at her. Such a woman was rare in Dongling, no, probably in the Kyushu continent.
What a sensation it would be if such Feng Qingchen appeared at the poetry meeting, and how amazing she would be when she blossomed.
There is expectation hidden in Dong Lingjiu's eyes...
Maybe, today's hunting will be more exciting than usual.
Dong Lingjiu's eyes continued to fall on the book in his hand, but his mind drifted elsewhere.
The carriage was very large. Feng Qingchen and Dong Lingjiu occupied half of it, and there was still a lot of space. The carriage continued to move forward. Feng Qingchen did not say where she was going, and Dong Lingjiu did not say whether she wanted to send Feng Qingchen there.
Poetry party.
In the small carriage, one person is reading a book, the other is looking at someone, and you can smell each other's breath with every breath.
To Dong Lingjiu's surprise, Feng Qingchen had no scent of powder, only a faint scent of flowers, which made him feel very good.
He hates women being close to him, and he hates the pungent smell of women, which would be very troublesome if he got into it.
Suddenly, the carriage jolted, and Feng Qingchen lost her seat and fell in the direction of Dongling Jiu.
(5) Ah... Feng Qingchen was startled. She knew that Uncle Nine Emperors didn't like people touching him, so this was a disaster.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiuhuang seemed to have expected it in advance, and when Feng Qingchen fell on him, he blocked the Tao pillow in front of Feng Qingchen.
"Sit tight!"
Implied rebuke and dissatisfaction.
"Yes." Feng Qingchen replied, lying on the pottery pillow, a look of grievance flashed across his face.
Uncle Nine Emperors probably thought she was doing it on purpose, but she really wasn't.
Lying on the pottery pillow dully, Feng Qingchen lowered his head and wanted to explain but in the end he didn't open his mouth.
Uncle Nine Emperor's lips quietly pursed into a thin line.
The coachman came to accuse him, and Uncle Nine Emperors responded without saying much.
The atmosphere in the car seemed to be a little different. Feng Qingchen didn't dare to look at Dongling Jiu blatantly like before, so he could only watch secretly...
His eyes are as bright as a thief!
This look in his eyes seemed as if he was going to eat the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Under such a gaze, Dong Lingjiu couldn't read at all, but his face didn't show any signs of it, only a serious look, which made Feng Qingchen secretly happy, thinking that Uncle Jiuhuang didn't notice her peeking...