The next day. Feng Xi'er was still having a sweet dream when she was woken up by Xiaotuo.
Suddenly remembering what Lord Ghost King had said, Feng Xi'er lost all sleep in an instant. She jumped up and dressed up in a light blue gauze dress. It was neither ostentatious nor simple. It was pleasing to the eye and just what she wanted.
Feng Xi'er didn't dare to neglect for a moment, dressed up and walked to the lobby.
Coincidentally, Long Jiu and Ziyun stepped out of the ancestral hall together.
Looking at the beautifully dressed Ziyun, Feng Xi'er lowered her brows in shame.
Although Feng Xi'er doesn't like this Ziyun, Ziyun is indeed beautiful and does not need too much dressing up. A simple light green dress looks ice-carved and pure, and the light makeup makes it look pure and harmless, with a kind of intimidating nobility. Sensitive, neither noisy nor noisy, calm and detached, which contrasts well with Long Jiu's indifferent temperament.
Feng Xi'er said hello and followed Long Jiu and Ziyun very wisely.
After leaving the gate of the Nine Princes' Mansion, two carriages were waiting at the door.
Feng Xi'er saw Lord Ghost King getting on the first carriage and walked to the rear carriage very wisely. Qiliao Longjiu stopped her: "Stop, where are you going?"
Feng Xi'er turned around timidly: "My little... concubine, it's better to take the carriage at the back."
She didn't want to sit with him.
He claimed that he was used to it when he was young, but suddenly he said that I am not used to it.
"You'd better come up by yourself" Long Jiu threatened her with narrowed eyes.
A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate consequences, so he goes ahead. Feng Xi'er looked at Ziyun's stiff smile for a moment, and could only smile awkwardly at Ziyun. It was the Ghost King who forced her, and there was nothing she could do.
Long Jiu sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and shouted softly: "Why don't you come up?"
Feng Xi'er lifted her skirt and legs, and stepped onto the carriage easily. The carriage was very spacious, and Feng Xi'er consciously sat in the corner, with Long Jiu on the left and her on the right.
Ziyun looked at the two people in the carriage and felt as if her heart had been stabbed a dozen times with a knife. The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
After several reminders from the coachman, Ziyun calmed down and got into the carriage behind.
In the carriage, Long Jiu was leaning against the carriage quietly like a golden Buddha, closing his eyes to relax.
Feng Xi'er looked at the roof of the car boredly, occasionally holding her chin in a daze, and sometimes stealing glances at Long Jiu. She also wanted to close her eyes and take a deep sleep, but the Ghost King was here, so she felt even more pressure and closed her eyes. Can't sleep either.
The carriage had been driving for a long time when it suddenly trembled. When Feng Xi'er reacted, she staggered and fell on Long Jiu.
Long Jiu opened his eyes lazily, and Feng Xi'er was so frightened that she quickly sat back in her seat, not daring to be in a daze anymore, and sat upright seriously.
Is he that scary
Long Jiu glanced at Feng Xi'er.
Feng Xi'er pretended to be stupid and rolled her eyes, deliberately not looking at Long Jiu.
Long Jiu smiled unconsciously.
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Royal Palace, Lotus Hall. It was filled with dignitaries, ministers, and beauties performing. It was filled with sumptuous food. It was very lively and noble.
Concubine Lian and Emperor Lintian sat next to each other. The two were having an intimate conversation in front of everyone. Concubine Lian sometimes lowered her eyebrows and smiled shyly, and sometimes looked at Emperor Lintian affectionately. Everyone saw this and had to guess that the emperor's new love was so favored that he was likely to be the future queen candidate. , You have to please Concubine Lian to get good results.
As a result, many sleek, sophisticated, shrewd and cunning people accepted the gift one after another. Concubine Lian is a very vain woman who likes to be soft rather than hard. Even though she knows that these people are trying to please her, Concubine Lian still feels very proud.
Long Qi sat in the corner, looking at Concubine Lian and Emperor Lintian in the center of the high platform, and smiled sarcastically. His father dotes on his mother and concubine, and he can also dote on other women more. Long Qi thought of what Feng Xier said unintentionally. Since ancient times, The emperor is so ruthless.
It turns out that she can see through everything.
Having said that he would only marry someone who only married her and loved her, Long Qi could now be sure and guaranteed that he would only love Feng Xi'er, but Feng Xi'er married Long Jiu.
Times have changed, and God’s will plays tricks on people.
Long Qi drank the wine in one gulp. He didn't like such an occasion and didn't want to come to this banquet. In order to see Feng Xi'er, Long Qi came. Long Qi was also worried about a vengeful woman like Concubine Lian. He would definitely take the opportunity to punish Feng Xi'er, so even if he wasn't happy, Long Qi still came.
Long Qi raised his eyes and looked around, but he still didn't find Feng Xi'er.
The next second, the eunuch announced that the Ninth Prince had arrived, the Ninth Princess had arrived, and Concubine Yun had arrived.
Finally she came.
Long Qi breathed a sigh of relief and thought about it, finally looking forward to Feng Xi'er appearing. A few days ago, he saw Feng Xi'er washing clothes in Jiuwang Mansion. Long Qi regretted it for a long time. He missed Feng Xi'er more and more, and finally worried about her life in Jiuwang Mansion. not good. I didn't dare to visit her again, for fear that I would unintentionally hurt her again.
Feng Xi'er followed Long Jiu obediently, ignoring the weird glances from the gossips around her, and sat down calmly, always maintaining the demeanor a woman should have, and smiled slightly, hoping to scare these curious gossips to death.
Feng Xi'er deliberately ignored the triumphant smile that Concubine Lian secretly gave her.
She is no longer alone now, she is the ninth princess, and Long Jiu is always blocking her. She is happy to shut up quietly, and eating her delicious food is the big deal.
However, when facing Concubine Lian, she still had to rely on herself to deal with her every move.
Feng Xi'er didn't dare to expect Long Jiu to help her.
Soon, the prince and Princess Jingya also arrived.
The eunuch announced the start of the banquet.
Feng Xi'er glanced around, but didn't find Long Shi. She was confused. Long Shi always showed up when there were fun things, so why didn't he come this time
The banquet was nothing more than dance performances, or the false flattery of dignitaries. Feng Xi'er was bored to death, so she took advantage of this opportunity to eat a lot to replenish the energy she had lost from working in the Nine Princes' Mansion recently.
Feng Xi'er deliberately moved her body, hid behind Long Jiu, and worked hard. Those people were none of her business anyway, so she didn't care what those gossips looked at her. Filling her stomach was the most important thing.
Long Qi has been secretly observing Feng Xi'er.
Seeing Feng Xi'er immersed in eating hard, she wondered, wouldn't Ninth Brother give her food? Heartbroken and terribly regretful.
Realizing that Long Qi had been staring at Feng Xi'er, Long Jiu felt very unhappy. His eyes sank and he glanced sideways at Feng Xi'er.
Is this woman so hungry? He just demoted her as a washerwoman, but it wasn't like he didn't give her food. Is it that serious
Feng Xi'er felt the exclusive domineering look of Lord Ghost King, and instantly woke up. Wei Nuo rolled his eyes, closed his mouth, stuffed his mouth with food, chewed slowly, and delicately took out the Juana handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
She, Feng Xi'er, has never been afraid of anyone in her life, but now she is most afraid of the Ghost King.
When the Ghost King gets angry, he pinches her chin and pushes her with that thing. How can she not be afraid
The only one who can tame the eldest lady is the Ghost King.
Long Jiu curled his lips with satisfaction.
After several training sessions, he finally became more obedient.
Ziyun beside him looked at the subtle exchange between his master and Feng Xi'er, and felt so angry that he died a thousand times in his heart.
The hands in the sleeves were clenched and clenched. Ziyun was tempted to kill.
Feng Xi'er really can't stay. This time she was determined to kill Feng Xi'er no matter what.