1038 joined forces to take down the Lu family and divide Taicheng

When the Third Prince withdrew from Lu Garden, he brought hundreds of death warriors to protect him. However, no matter how powerful the death warriors were, they could not compete with the army of tens of thousands. After a fierce battle, Feng Qingchen and Su Wenqing successfully captured the Third Prince.

"Third Prince, I'm sorry." In order to ensure that the Third Prince would not escape, Feng Qingchen unceremoniously injected him with a sedative.

The needle pierced his arm, and the Third Prince's body stiffened, but soon calmed down. Looking at the transparent needle entering his body, the Third Prince's eyebrows were full of fierceness: "Feng Qingchen, I really regret not killing you at the beginning."

"What is your Highness regretting? You have tried to kill me more than once, but I was lucky enough not to let you succeed." Feng Qingchen pulled out the needle, looked at the embarrassed Third Prince, and smiled...

The murderer of his father was finally caught.

"Your Highness, please have a good sleep. You are old and it is time to enjoy your retirement. Leave the rest to us young people." Feng Qingchen was not polite at all to the Third Prince.

In fact, no one would be polite to the murderer of their father. If the Ninth Prince had not allowed it, she would have carried the Third Prince's body back directly.

"You want to kill me? Why?" The Third Prince did not struggle. Seeing the murderous intent in Feng Qingchen's hatred, he asked in confusion.

Although he attacked Feng Qingchen several times, Feng Qingchen would not want to kill him. After all, everything he did was directed at the Ninth Prince and had nothing to do with Feng Qingchen.

Of course, it was to avenge his father, but the Third Prince was a forgetful man, and he certainly would not remember Feng Zhan who was killed by him by mistake, but Feng Qingchen always remembered it. However, Feng Qingchen did not tell the Third Prince about it, and only said: "Because you are the enemy of the Ninth Prince, you are also my enemy."

"Old Nine? Why do you keep helping Old Nine? I believe I am no worse than Old Nine. What Old Nine can give you, I can give you double. Even if you want this kingdom, I can help you become the first empress of Kyushu Continent." The Third Prince stared at Feng Qingchen, trying to see the answer he wanted from Feng Qingchen's eyes.

He never understood why Feng Qingchen was willing to be used by the Ninth Uncle. If it was about power, then he would use power to convince Feng Qingchen.

"Empress?" Feng Qingchen laughed mockingly, "I have never thought about that position. Besides, Third Prince, you don't have that ability. You should know your own body very well. You can only live for half a year at most."

As a doctor, Feng Qingchen considered herself to be quite good, so she was sure that her diagnosis was correct.

The lie was exposed, but the Third Prince was not ashamed or angry at all. He just felt very regretful: "Your medical skills are really good, but it's a pity that I didn't invite you in the first place."

The Third Prince knew his own body very well, otherwise he would not have risked robbing Feng Qingchen if he had not been critically ill before. As a result, he failed to rob Feng Qingchen, and instead exposed his power in the Imperial City, which caused a series of troubles and forced him to give up his foundation in the Imperial City and sneak back to Shandong.

After returning to Shandong, he met the Ninth Prince again. After failing to kill him several times, he took the opportunity to escape under the pretext of cooperation and fell into the hands of the Ninth Prince again. The Third Prince felt that since he met Feng Qingchen, nothing had gone smoothly for him.

Feng Qingchen felt the Third Prince's pulse and shook his head after a while: "It's useless even if you find me. Doctors can't cure a dying person. You are now completely relying on various drugs to stay alive. Death is only a matter of time. The most I can do is to let you live a few more days."

After the diagnosis, Feng Qingchen was sure that the dose of sedative she had just given to the Third Prince was too small, so the prince was still complaining.

Feng Qingchen picked up the syringe again and drew another tube of sedative.

"Feng Qingchen, what are you going to do?" The Third Prince looked at Feng Qingchen warily. Feng Qingchen had just given him an injection, and he felt much worse.

"Didn't I tell you that I hope Third Prince could be quiet." Feng Qingchen signaled the guards to come forward and hold the Third Prince down, then lifted up his sleeve and stabbed him with a needle.

"I know that knockout drugs and the like are useless to the Third Prince, so... I'll use something special. I hope the Third Prince will like it."

"Feng...Qing, Chen!"

When the needle was pulled out, the Third Prince's eyes began to blur and he became dazed. He gradually became calm, and then his neck tilted as if he was asleep.

At the same time, all of the Third Prince's assassins were captured, and the deputy general stepped forward to report: "Miss Feng, the people have been subdued."

"Clean up and retreat."

"yes."

The army was still stationed outside the city. Feng Qingchen only led a hundred people into the city quietly. As soon as they entered the city, the Black Cavalry came to support them. After several checks, Feng Qingchen and Su Wenqing handed the Third Prince over to the Black Cavalry. As for how the Black Cavalry would deal with the Third Prince, Feng Qingchen had no idea. The only thing she knew was that from now on, the Third Prince would never appear in the world again because the Ninth Prince would not allow it!

The Third Prince handed over his 50,000 soldiers to the Ninth Prince, but as long as the Third Prince was still there, these 50,000 men could rebel at any time and betray the Ninth Prince to the Third Prince at any time. In order to ensure the control of these 50,000 private soldiers and the control of Shandong, the Ninth Prince would never allow the Third Prince to appear again. And according to the Third Prince's physical condition, death is only a matter of time.

The Third Prince is more useful alive than dead, so... even though Feng Qingchen really wanted to kill the Third Prince, she did not do it. The Third Prince still has many people who can be used in his hands, and the Ninth Prince will not let these people go. As long as the Third Prince is in the hands of the Ninth Prince, the Ninth Prince will always pry open the Third Prince's mouth before he dies.

The Third Prince was caught. Without the Third Prince, the Lu family was like fish, at the mercy of others.

Feng Qingchen paused, looked up at the slowly rising sun, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The great revenge has been half completed.

Su Wenqing glanced at Feng Qingchen, yawned and said, "After a busy day, I can finally sleep." After following Feng Qingchen around as his follower for a whole night, Su Wenqing was so bored that he wanted to cry.

Feng Qingchen had done everything well, so there was no point for him to follow her around. He would not have come if he had known this.

"Sleep? Only you can sleep. There will be a big battle tomorrow." Feng Qingchen pressed his injured shoulder. The wound there had not healed yet. The armor he wore today had cracked the wound. Feng Qingchen faintly felt a warm liquid flowing out of his shoulder.

She didn't need to be involved in tonight's events, but...

She wanted to deal with the Third Prince herself, and she didn't care even if he was injured.

"You're going tomorrow too?" Su Wenqing opened his mouth wide and looked at Feng Qingchen in surprise: "Are you a woman? Why do you like to run to the battlefield so much? Aren't you afraid that the Ninth Emperor will worry?"

Feng Qingchen smiled but said nothing. She wanted to go to the battle tomorrow, but... her body wouldn't allow it. As for going to the battlefield? You just have to get used to it.

"Okay, it's getting late. I'll go back to my room first." Feng Qingchen knew that Su Wenqing still had to report to the Ninth Prince, so she separated from him at the forking road.

She had to take care of her wound while the Ninth Prince was busy, otherwise if the Ninth Prince saw that her wound had split open, she would be dead!