Ghost King's Cute Pet

Chapter 41

Murong Qiushui began to live in the Ninth Prince's Mansion, but except for Feng'er, everyone knew that Murong Qiushui was actually the Ninth Princess personally selected by the emperor, but no one dared to mention it because the Ninth Master would not let him!He said that if anyone dared to call her Ninth Princess in the house, he would definitely make that life worse than death.

Murong Qiushui also has self-knowledge, since he said he would not marry her, then she would not humiliate herself and call herself the Ninth Princess. For her, as long as she could leave Murong's family, it would be fine.

When Feng'er came out to have breakfast after a full sleep, she saw Murong Qiushui walking around in the garden by herself, so Feng'er called her, "Sister Qiushui."

"Feng'er." Murong Qiushui came out from the garden, then looked at her messy clothes, and put them on for her funny, "Did you just get up? Why don't you put on your clothes properly?"

"Feng wears it for me every time."

"Feng... is the Ninth Prince?" Murong Qiushui asked suspiciously.

"Ah."

Murong Qiushui looked at Feng'er with strange eyes, and asked tentatively, "Feng'er, where do you... sleep?"

Feng'er thought about it, but couldn't remember the name of the place where she slept, "I slept with Feng, I have to ask Feng."

"..." Sure enough, Feng'er slept with the Ninth Prince, but Feng'er was still so young! "Did the Ninth Prince persecute you?" That's right, seeing Feng'er is so beautiful and cute, even a man can't help it. I thought that although the Ninth Prince had a bad personality, he was still a normal person, but I didn't expect... Even such a lovely child as Feng Er will not let go.

"Persecution?" Feng'er bit the two words with a puzzled expression on her face.

"Girls should love themselves and keep a distance from men." Murong Qiushui couldn't bear to watch Feng'er being tortured by Feng Xuan.

Feng'er didn't understand the meaning of persecution at first, but she could understand Murong Qiushui's words "Keep a distance". She frowned slightly, "Why keep a distance with Feng? I like Feng."

Such a firm expression and such affirmative tone made Murong Qiushui dumbfounded. Looking at Feng'er's innocent eyes, she has no experience in human affairs. Is she thinking wrong? "Ninth Prince, did you do something...to you?"

"what's up?"

"It's just..." Murong Qiushui's face turned red when she said that, even a girl would be too embarrassed to say such a thing, but if she didn't make it clear to Feng'er, such a simple Feng'er would suffer a lot. ?

Feng'er tilted her head and looked at her, waiting for her to say something, but Murong Qiushui just kept blushing, and couldn't say why.After a long while, Murong Qiushui finally said, "Anyway, it's wrong to sleep with a man."

After hearing this, Feng'er disagreed, "I like Feng, why can't we sleep together."

"Feng'er, it's not as simple as you think." Murong Qiushui was anxious.

"Oh? How complicated is that?" A domineering voice came from behind Murong Qiushui.Feng Xuan walked over leisurely in a white shirt, stood behind Feng'er, stretched out his hand to wrap Feng'er's slender shoulders naturally.The two of them looked so close together, as if... they were born to be together.

Murong Qiushui was frightened by his aura, subconsciously took two steps back, and looked at Feng'er leaning against Feng Xuan with such a trusting look.Murong Qiushui suddenly felt courageous, "Lord Ninth, Feng'er trusts you so much, why...why..."

"Huh?" Feng Xuan looked back at him lazily.

"you!"

Feng Xuan glanced at Murong Qiushui displeasedly, then looked down at Feng'er, this little stupid fox seemed to get up very early today.But... "Feng'er, who put the clothes on for you?" He didn't think that Feng'er had the ability to put on the clothes by himself, and when Feng'er first transformed into a human form, he did all the dressing by himself. How could she dress herself? Will you wear it?
Feng'er twirled in Fengxuan's arms, "Sister Qiushui put it on for me."

His eyes returned to Murong Qiushui again, "It's you."

"Yes." Murong Qiushui nodded, "Feng'er was disheveled when she came out, so I helped her get dressed."

"There will be no next time." Feng Xuan said coldly, he didn't like someone who acted so intimately with Feng'er in putting on clothes, the only one who could dress Feng'er was him.

A hint of anxiety appeared on Murong Qiushui's gentle face, the Ninth Prince was too authoritarian to Feng'er, like a restraint!It's too pitiful for Feng'er to go on like this.But looking at Feng'er, there was no dissatisfaction or grievance on that delicate little face, on the contrary she was... very happy, because when Feng Xuan appeared, the corner of Feng'er's mouth was always smiling.

"Feng, I'm hungry." Feng'er pulled his hand and said with her head raised.

"Let's go, lunch is ready." Feng Xuan took Feng'er's hand and walked towards the hall.

"Sister Qiushui..."

"She's not hungry." Feng'er's voice just came out before being interrupted by Feng Xuan.

"Oh." Feng said that sister Qiushui was not hungry, so she believed it!

Murong Qiushui stood where she was, a little bit like crying, she actually lost her way here, and she didn't eat!She is not hungry, okay?

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