1040 selection, greed is the only way

Yes, cede territory and pay compensation!

The Ninth Prince had never thought of occupying Taicheng now. Even if he could take down Taicheng, the emperors of Dongling and Nanling would not allow Taicheng to fall into his hands.

With Taicheng, there is a buffer zone between Dongling and Nanling at the border of Shandong. If Taicheng is gone, there will be no obstacles between the two countries. At that time, both countries must send large troops to garrison, which will require a large amount of military expenditure. Both Dongling and Nanling hope that Taicheng will be there to block the way.

Nanling did not want Taicheng, but only wanted a few small towns close to Nanling. The Ninth Prince wanted money, and the two sides hit it off. After frightening Taicheng, they asked the Lord of Taicheng to cede the land near Nanling to Nanling and compensate them for the losses in this battle.

After this incident, the Ninth Prince believed that Taicheng would not be able to recover within twenty years, but he could guarantee that Taicheng would be conquered within twenty years!

What was happening outside was within the expectations of the Ninth Prince, but the injury on Feng Qingchen's shoulder was beyond his expectations.

"How many days have you been nursing her? Why is it getting worse?" Feng Qingchen did not have the abnormal physique like the Ninth Prince. Her wounds healed at the same speed as normal people. The Ninth Prince knew this. He could accept that Feng Qingchen's wounds healed slowly, but he could not accept that Feng Qingchen's wounds were getting worse.

Feng Qingchen felt guilty and said flatteringly, "The weather is hot and the wound is inflamed."

Even if Feng Qingchen was beaten to death, she would not dare to say that her injuries were aggravated because she went to stop the Third Prince.

"Really?" The Ninth Prince obviously didn't believe it. He held Feng Qingchen down, took off her coat, removed the bandages, and checked it himself.

Feng Qingchen had no way to hide and could only allow the Ninth Prince to check on her. She thought to herself that she was unlucky. How come after so many days, she was still discovered by the Ninth Prince?

Sure enough, when the Ninth Prince saw that Feng Qingchen's wound had no signs of inflammation, he was very dissatisfied and asked, "Is this a symptom of inflammation? Doctor Feng?"

Even "Doctor Feng" was called out, Feng Qingchen knew that something bad was going to happen, and hurriedly smiled and said: "The inflammation has just been eliminated, I promise that it will be healed in two days, really."

"That's what you said to me a few days ago." The Ninth Prince let Feng Qingchen go and applied medicine to Feng Qingchen personally. Feng Qingchen saw that she couldn't refuse, so she had no choice but to obey the Ninth Prince.

The wound on Feng Qingchen's shoulder was not scary at first. After it was stitched together, it was just a centipede-like wound. But the wound split open and the stitches broke. Feng Qingchen picked out the broken stitches. Not only was the wound red and swollen, but there were also pinholes on it, which made people's scalp creepy when they looked at it closely.

After applying the medicine, the Ninth Prince bandaged Feng Qingchen. Looking at Feng Qingchen biting her lip to endure the pain, he finally softened his heart and reached out to touch Feng Qingchen's head.

"In two days, we have to set off back to the capital. We were planning to visit Xuanxiao Palace. How can I feel at ease with you doing this?" The Ninth Prince sighed secretly.

Feng Qingchen's injuries worsened, so he had to cancel his trip to Xuanxiao Palace.

"What are you going to Xuanxiao Palace for? Did something happen to Shaoqi?" Feng Qingchen asked worriedly.

Hearing Feng Qingchen calling Xuan Shaoqi so intimately, the Ninth Prince felt a little uncomfortable and said unhappily, "Palace Master Xuan is very good, it's others who are not good. Well, it's just a small matter, it doesn't matter if I don't go."

Feng Qingchen couldn't travel in this condition, and the matter Xuan Shaoqi mentioned was not urgent, so the Ninth Prince didn't mention it anymore and instead told Feng Qingchen to have a good rest.

"The Shandong matter has come to an end. This is all I can do. The rest is all left to the emperor. Is there anything else you want to do?" Whether it is dealing with the Lu family or cleaning up the remnants of the Third Prince in Shandong, the Ninth Prince has no intention of taking action because the emperor is there anyway.

"No, this is good enough." Feng Qingchen knew that the Ninth Prince was unwilling to spend time doing thankless tasks. If he had time, the Ninth Prince would rather keep an eye on the gold mine.

The gold mine has been mined now, but the garrison commander was unaware of it. This shows how well the Lu family kept secrets, and how much of a bargain the Ninth Prince has picked up.

After sitting with Feng Qingchen for a while, the Ninth Prince returned to the study, and the secret guard passed on the latest news.

"Your Highness, the prince is now in good health and can move around normally. Little Divine Doctor Sun said that the prince can live for another ten years without any problems. However, the prince has been staying in the other courtyard and has no intention of leaving. Little Divine Doctor Sun and Divine Doctor Chi are also reluctant to leave."

"Crown Prince?" The Ninth Prince's voice was chilly. The secret guard felt cold all over and stood stiffly in place.

They all knew the reason why the prince refused to leave, but no one dared to say it. Sun Sixing probably had no choice but to report it to the Ninth Uncle.

This is really difficult to deal with.

After thinking for a moment, the Ninth Prince said, "Tell the Crown Prince that I will allow him to make his own choice. Whether he returns to the capital or goes to the south of the Yangtze River, I will escort him to a safe destination."

As for the consequences, he would not guarantee it. The Ninth Prince believed that he had been kind enough to the Crown Prince. Compared with the fate of the Third Prince, the Crown Prince should be smiling secretly.

"Yes." The secret guard breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reported other matters one by one. The Ninth Prince listened to them one by one, gave orders for those that could be handled first, and put those that could not be handled aside. He was busy like this until midnight, and when he returned to the room, Feng Qingchen had already fallen asleep.

The Ninth Prince climbed onto the bed quietly, held Feng Qingchen in his arms, a hint of heartache flashing in his eyes.

Imperial Concubine Xie is about to give birth. Before she even left the imperial city, Feng Qingchen was involved in a harem dispute. No one knows what is waiting for Feng Qingchen when she returns to the imperial city...

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were preparing to return to the city, while the Crown Prince and Prince Qing were also preparing to leave the place where they were recuperating. As for where to go, the Crown Prince was still hesitant.

"Royal brother, what are you thinking?" After seeing that the prince's health had recovered, Prince Qing was not happy at all. Instead, he became even more depressed. Finally, he could no longer hold back his temper and asked.

The prince's eyebrows were filled with sorrow. He stared blankly at the distant scenery, his eyes unfocused. He took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what I'm thinking either."

When he was troubled by heart disease, he only hoped that he could cure it and live healthily. But when the heart disease was cured, he was not satisfied and he wanted more.

"Royal brother, are you still thinking about that position?" Prince Qing understood the prince's thoughts at a glance.

In this villa, except Sun Sixing, a child who devoted himself to medicine, everyone knew the prince's thoughts.

"I am so close to that position, how can I not think about it? As long as my father dies, I will be the legitimate heir." The country is right in front of him. When he was in poor health before, he had to give up. Now...

Sun Sixing said that as long as he didn't do strenuous exercise and his emotions didn't fluctuate too much, he could live for decades, so how could he not be moved.

Prince Qing felt bitter when he saw that the Crown Prince was not joking, but he still said dutifully: "Royal brother, if you have made up your mind, I will support you. No matter what choice you make, I will accompany you."

The emperor's brother had obviously let it go, he was so relaxed and carefree. He was even secretly glad that his emperor's brother had finally left that circle of right and wrong. But why couldn't he let it go now?

Dong Ling Ziqing shook his head and sighed. He wondered if Feng Qingchen had misled his royal brother's heart, causing him to think about things he shouldn't think about.

"I... need to think about it again." The prince also sighed. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Maybe people are just like this, never knowing how to be satisfied...

Go back to the imperial city or go to the south of the Yangtze River, this is the question!