Prince Abandoned Concubine: Broth Ji Jiu'er

Chapter 283 Is It Fun To Lie To Me (13)

Jiu'er got down from the carriage, coughing as soon as he caught the wind, Liu Cheng rushed over to greet him, but heard a warm voice from the side, "Wang Zhe, bring that fox fur coat here."

Jiu'er and Liu Cheng turned around at the same time, only to see a handsome man standing next to their carriage, wearing a purple uniform, he was impressive at first glance. He has deep eyebrows and a deep nose, about 27 , Eight years old.

Jiu'er's turn of the head happened to meet his gaze, and the man smiled at her. He also came to the dinner party?

Jiu'er didn't linger on him, turned her head aside and said to Liu Cheng, "Let's go in."

Before even reaching the door, a person stood in front of her blocking her way, Jiu'er looked up inexplicably, but it was the man with deep eyebrows just now, with a snow-white fur coat on his hand.

"Madam, excuse me, I just saw that you cough frequently, and it's windy tonight, so you'll feel better wearing this fox fur jacket." The man said politely, his voice was warm and melodious, like spring water passing through the gap.

He is not from Shangyang City, she can tell from his accent.

"Thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it." Jiu'er still looked decent when she was pretending to be a good woman, she gracefully refused politely, and then walked past him.

A figure stood in front of her again, this time it was not the man just now, but a servant who looked like a servant, pointed at her and said, "You are too ignorant of a woman, my father will give you a fur coat if he says it, and change it for you." You have to kneel down and kowtow to receive the reward when my grandfather rewards you."

Jiu'er turned around, frowning deeply.

The man was blaming his attendant, "Wang Zhe, step back."

"Yes." The attendant stepped back reluctantly.

Jiu'er looked at the man quietly with black and white eyes open, and after a long while, Jiu'er bent down and saluted, "The woman has seen the Mingling prince, thousands of years old."

The man laughed, the laughter was warm and faint, "Since you already know the identity of the king, what if you don't want this fur coat?"

(End of this chapter)