051 Helping Hand

Feng Qingchen!

When the three men heard this name, their expressions were different.

Dong Ling Zi Luo did not hide his disgust, but in order to maintain his royal demeanor, he did not say anything, but just frowned slightly.

Dong Lingjiu looked indifferent. No woman's name in this world could move him.

Yuwen Yuanhua looked curious.

Feng Qingchen's reputation is so loud that everyone knows him. You have to know that when he returned victorious, it was his time to be in power in the Imperial City, and he didn't want someone to be more famous than him and overshadow him.

He heard this name as soon as he returned to Beijing.

In the eyes of those moralists, Feng Qingchen represents immorality, but in the heart of Yuwen Yuanhua, a ruthless general on the battlefield, Feng Qingchen is an extraordinary woman.

In this world, there are not many people who can make Yu Wenyuanhua say the word "strange", and the strange woman, Feng Qingchen, is the first one.

You know, although Yuwen Yuanhua is not very old, he is a famous general who is feared by four countries and holds military power. If Dongling Ziluo wants to ascend to the throne, in addition to getting the support of Dongling Jiu, he must also get the support of General Yuwen.

The Yuwen family has been a single-line family for nine generations, and all of their members are famous generals, the earliest of whom can be traced back to the previous dynasty.

Yuwen Yuanhua went to the battlefield at the age of eleven, led troops at the age of thirteen, and fought a battle with Xiling at the age of fifteen on the Huai River. He defeated Xiling's 130,000 troops with only fifty thousand troops and became famous in one battle.

Although he is famous, he is not arrogant and ignorant. Yuwen Yuanhua certainly knows about the affairs between Feng Qingchen and Dongling Ziluo. If it were usual, he would definitely not be so tactful to get involved, but today.

The incident happened within his jurisdiction, and the Ninth Prince was there, so he had no choice but to get involved.

"Ninth Uncle, Seventh Prince, shall we go and take a look too?" Yuwen Yuanhua asked, making it impossible to refuse.

Dong Lingjiu didn't care, and Dong Lingziluo didn't want others to know that he cared, so he just nodded.

Yuwen Yuanhua was quite good at leading troops. When the three of them arrived, order at the city gate had been restored to normal.

No matter where they are, people are afraid of officials. When the army intervenes, the people dare not make trouble.

When the three men were still dozens of meters away from the city gate, a sharp-eyed soldier spotted them and dropped to his knees with a thud.

"Greetings to the Ninth Prince, may you live a thousand years, a thousand years, and a thousand years. Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Luo, may you live a thousand years, a thousand years, and a thousand years."

What, Your Majesty?

When the people entering and leaving the city heard this, they didn't even dare to raise their heads. They immediately knelt down and shouted in unison.

Feng Qingchen was bewildered. Who is this Ninth Prince? He looked up at the people who came and realized that the Ninth Prince they were talking about was the Ninth Emperor's uncle.

Dong Lingjiu is the uncle of the Crown Prince, Dong Lingziluo, but not the Emperor's uncle. Most people still call him the Ninth Prince to the outside world, but the Emperor values ​​Dong Lingjiu, and the title of Imperial Uncle was given by the Emperor himself as a kind of respect for Dong Lingjiu, to distinguish him from the princes and princes.

Dongling officials all called Dongling Jiu the Ninth Imperial Uncle to show that Dongling Jiu's status was more noble than Dongling Ziluo and others, but ordinary soldiers did not know this and only called him the Ninth Prince.

When ordinary soldiers and common people see dignitaries, they will kneel down instinctively. This is a kind of servility, and it has been like this for thousands of years, but Feng Qingchen does not have this servility.

It was not until everyone knelt down that Feng Qingchen reacted. He was a beat late and became the focus of everyone.

Just as he was about to kneel down, Dong Lingjiu suddenly said, "No need to be polite."

Cough cough... Feng Qingchen stopped kneeling and stood up.

If Dong Lingjiu hadn't even looked at her from beginning to end, Feng Qingchen would have suspected that Dong Lingjiu said this for her.

Knowing who the person was, a hint of sadness flashed across Feng Qingchen's eyes. He stood where he was, lowered his head slightly, and put away his pride and arrogance.

She didn't want Uncle Nine to see her in such an embarrassing state.

The two times she met the Ninth Prince, both times were when she was at her most embarrassed.

Unfortunately, God did not hear Feng Qingchen's prayers. Just when she was trying to shrink herself so that everyone would ignore her existence, Yuwen Yuanhua deliberately walked up to her.

"Are you Feng Qingchen?" There was no malice, just pure curiosity.

If it were normal times, Feng Qingchen wouldn't like or hate such a person, but today...

Feng Qingchen was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.

This man is so tactless. He didn’t see that she was trying hard to hide. How hateful.

Although he was angry, Feng Qingchen did not dare to lose his temper on the spot.

Anyone who can stand beside Dong Lingjiu and Dong Lingziluo is definitely not an ordinary person, and she cannot afford to offend such a person.

"To answer your question, sir, I am Feng Qingchen." Feng Qingchen bent her knees gently, looking innocent.

Dong Ling Zi Luo snorted disdainfully.

Pretend, pretend, pretend.

I, Dongling Ziluo, don’t know what kind of person you, Feng Qingchen, are.

Feng Qingchen looked at her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose, ignoring Dong Ling Zi Luo's disgusted look. She and Dong Ling Zi Luo had a grudge in their previous life, and they were destined to be enemies in this life.

Besides, why does she care what Dong Ling Zi Luo thinks? She is not Dong Ling Zi Luo's fiancée. She only cares about Dong Ling Jiu's opinion. Unfortunately...

The Ninth Prince didn't take Feng Qingchen seriously at all. He simply ignored Feng Qingchen, such a grown man.

I feel a little sad, but more relieved.

She and the Ninth Prince are two completely different people. The Ninth Prince is the cloud in the sky, and she, Feng Qingchen, is the pool on the ground. It is impossible for the two to have any intersection.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt much calmer. He calmed his mind and suppressed any inappropriate thoughts. He was no longer timid. He stood up straight and allowed Yuwen Yuanhua to look at him.

As the art of war says, the best defense is attack. Since you can't avoid it, just face it head-on and use this opportunity to get rid of the unnecessary thoughts in your mind.

Curious, huh?

Want to see it, right?

Then take a good look at it.

If you want to watch it later, I will have to charge you.

Ahem…

Facing Feng Qingchen's arrogant eyes, Yuwen Yuanhua withdrew his gaze rather awkwardly, and asked for something to talk about: "Miss Feng, are you going into the city?"

Pointed at the clothes on Feng Qingchen.

He was curious, but was too embarrassed to ask as it would be ungentlemanly.

Well, Yuwen Yuanhua never considered himself a gentleman, otherwise he would not have blocked Feng Qingchen here.

"Your Excellency knows the consultant well." Feng Qingchen said unhappily, and glanced at Dong Lingjiu from time to time, but found that Dong Lingjiu's eyes fell on the sunset in the distance.

Dong Ling Ziluo didn't want to argue with Feng Qingchen, so as not to lose his composure, but when he heard Feng Qingchen's tone, he couldn't help but sneered:

"Feng Qingchen, who allowed you to talk like that?" After all, Feng Qingchen was once his fiancée and had some relationship with him, Dong Ling Ziluo. Such uncultured words would only bring shame to Dong Ling Ziluo.

"..." Feng Qingchen glanced at Dongling Ziluo, closed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Dong Lingjiu was still too lazy to look at Feng Qingchen, but Yuwen Yuanhua smiled and stood aside to watch the fun.

It seems that Prince Luo dislikes Feng Qingchen very much. Although Prince Luo tries to conceal it, it cannot escape the eyes of this military general.

Yuwen Yuanhua shut up obediently and stood where he was, watching how Feng Qingchen faced Dongling Ziluo's anger.

To be honest, Yuwen Yuanhua was still very curious about how Feng Qingchen was able to walk out of the palace alive that day. Today he wanted to see Feng Qingchen's abilities.

"Feng Qingchen, I have a question for you." Dong Ling Ziluo waited for a long time but did not get any answer from Feng Qingchen, so he raised his voice and scolded her.

Yu Wen Yuanhua was not disappointed. If Feng Qingchen didn't speak, it would be fine. But once she spoke, she would make people angry to death, or rather, make Dong Ling Ziluo angry to death.

"Ah, His Royal Highness Prince Luo asked me a question? But no one allowed me to speak." Feng Qingchen looked confused.

I know she is pretending, but I can't see through her...