Chapter 1058: Coincidence, I saved you...
Concubine Su is dead!
"How is this possible? Although her injuries are serious, they are not fatal. The Queen Mother should not let her die. If she were to die, who would go to the Emperor to flatter me?" Feng Qingchen stared at the Ninth Uncle with her beautiful eyes, but the Ninth Uncle looked calm and composed, so she understood immediately.
"It was you who did it, right?" Feng Qingchen jumped in front of the Ninth Uncle to ask for confirmation.
If no one had taken action, Concubine Su would never have died so quickly.
"If you fail to kill the snake, you will be bitten by it instead. If you were not so kind, I would not have attacked you again." The Ninth Prince glanced at Feng Qingchen, as if to say that you are useless.
"Uh..." Feng Qingchen pursed his lips, thinking that killing people could be so justified.
But what the Ninth Prince said was right. She really should not clean up the mess afterwards and should not let Concubine Su have a chance to counterattack. It's just...
"I'm worried that Concubine Su will die too soon, and the Su family will cause trouble for me." Anything done will leave traces. By then, the Su family will keep harping on Concubine Su's affairs and investigate her. In order to appease the Su family's anger, the emperor will most likely send her to the Su family to vent his anger.
"Someone died in the palace, why would the Su family bother you? It wasn't you who ordered them to beat them up." The Ninth Prince tapped Feng Qingchen on the head and said unhappily, "Just think about things you shouldn't think about. What does Concubine Su's death have to do with you? If the Su family wants to cause trouble, it's the emperor. What does it have to do with you? If you are not in a position to do your job, why do you care about how the emperor deals with the Su family?"
"Okay... I was wrong. I will definitely root out the problem completely next time." Feng Qingchen did not argue with the Ninth Prince.
Whether Concubine Su is dead or alive has no impact on the overall situation, but it would be best if Concubine Su died. That woman would definitely be a disaster if she stayed in the palace. Seeing how much the emperor doted on her, as long as she whispered in his ear a few more times, the emperor might really take her head and please Concubine Su.
"You admit your mistakes quickly, but you never correct them." The Ninth Prince saw Feng Qingchen squatting in front of him to curry favor, and he was angry and amused: "For the sake of Concubine Su, you took out all the phoenix hairpins, but the person didn't die. I've never seen anyone as stupid as you."
"This... the matter of the Phoenix Hairpin." Feng Qingchen felt guilty when the matter of the Phoenix Hairpin was mentioned. She hurriedly walked to the Ninth Uncle's side, pulled his sleeve, and shook it gently: "The man is innocent, but he is guilty of hiding the treasure. The emperor will be unhappy if the Phoenix Hairpin is in my hands, and he will find a way to get it back sooner or later. Instead of waiting for him to make a move, I might as well take the initiative to hand it over, so that the emperor will have nothing to say."
The one in power is the current emperor, how many times can the late emperor's face be used?
"Stop shaking. If you keep shaking, I will faint." The Ninth Prince enjoyed Feng Qingchen's coquettish behavior, but for the sake of tonight's welfare, the Ninth Prince decided to put on a stern face in front of Feng Qingchen.
"Then let me massage you." Feng Qingchen let go of his hand in a servile manner, and stood behind the Ninth Prince and started to beat him lightly.
With a beauty offering her attention, the Ninth Prince happily closed his eyes and enjoyed it: "Yeah, you have talent."
"As long as you like it, Ninth Prince." Feng Qingchen just wanted to quickly get over the Phoenix Hairpin, but the Ninth Prince refused to let her go. He mentioned whatever Feng Qingchen was afraid of: "I like the Phoenix Hairpin more."
"You really can't blame me for the Phoenix Hairpin. You know I can't keep it." The Phoenix Hairpin has such a high symbolic significance that even the Emperor has to avoid it. How could the Emperor allow the Phoenix Hairpin to fall into Feng Qingchen's hands?
“Tell me, what did you save from the things I gave you? You didn’t save the phoenix hairpin, and you didn’t save the Ninth Princess’s formal dress either. What else did you save?” The Ninth Prince originally didn’t care about the phoenix hairpin, but he felt really suffocated when this matter was brought up.
Everything he gave Feng Qingchen was the best. Although they were symbols of status more than practical value, they were all unique in the world. But Feng Qingchen didn't cherish them at all.
However, it was not wasted.
"I saved you, having you is enough for me." When Feng Qingchen heard the sour words from the Ninth Prince, she knew that the Ninth Prince was not really angry. She hugged the Ninth Prince's neck from behind, leaned her head against the crook of his neck, and smiled foolishly.
"You...you use this trick every time and you never get tired of it." The Ninth Prince said unkindly, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
You just fall for this trick, what can I do?
Feng Qingchen chuckled, not joking, and turned her head around on Uncle Nine's back like a child. Uncle Nine lost all his temper because of Feng Qingchen's annoyance. Seeing Feng Qingchen's smug look, Uncle Nine patted her hand and said, "Okay, stop making trouble. You are pressing on my wound."
"No way, no way." Feng Qingchen immediately jumped in front of the Ninth Uncle and said angrily: "Don't accuse me. I was careful and never pressed on your wound."
"It's obviously there, and you're still trying to make excuses." The Ninth Prince poked Feng Qingchen's chubby face, feeling that it touched very well, and couldn't help but pinching it again.
"It hurts..." Feng Qingchen quickly slapped away the Ninth Prince's hand.
She was sure, her face flushed.
"It hurts me too." The Ninth Prince knew that Feng Qingchen was exaggerating, so he was very measured in his actions and would not hurt Feng Qingchen.
"Where does it hurt?"
The Ninth Prince lied without changing his expression: "The wound hurts."
"The wound hurts? Really? Are you lying to me?" Feng Qingchen stopped smiling and asked quickly.
The Ninth Prince enjoyed the fact that Feng Qingchen only had eyes for him and was worried about him. He nodded calmly: "I won't lie to you." If I don't lie to you, there must be something fishy...
"Let me see." Feng Qingchen really stopped making a fuss this time. She knew how deep the wound on the Ninth Prince's body was, so she stepped forward and took off the Ninth Prince's clothes, revealing his lean upper body.
Still not in the mood to appreciate the beauty, Feng Qingchen untied the bandage, and then...
"You lied to me!" Feng Qingchen was angry and bit the Ninth Prince's shoulder.
With the medicine from the master of Xuanyi Valley, the Ninth Prince's wound healed well and there were no symptoms of inflammation. It would be impossible for such a wound to be painful.
The Ninth Prince didn't even frown, and waited until Feng Qingchen had finished biting before saying, "I really didn't lie to you."
"You're still saying no. There's nothing wrong with your wounds. It would be a miracle if they hurt." Did she really think she didn't know about the Ninth Prince's ability to endure pain? He didn't even blink when he had a stitch on. How could these wounds hurt?
"It really hurts." The Ninth Prince said seriously, biting the wound tightly and refusing to let go.
Even if he was beaten to death, he would never admit that he had lied to Feng Qingchen. It didn't matter if he lied, as long as he insisted that the lie was true. Feng Qingchen couldn't expose it anyway...
"You deserve it." Feng Qingchen poked the Ninth Prince's back hard, of course, staying away from the Ninth Prince's wound.
Well, seeing the Ninth Prince's appearance, Feng Qingchen began to suspect that the Ninth Prince's wound was really painful. After all, the wound was so deep.
"Hiss..." The Ninth Prince cried out in pain, which frightened Feng Qingchen so much that he quickly withdrew his hand and asked tentatively, "Does it really hurt? How about I blow on you? It is said that this kind of psychological suggestion can relieve pain."
"Okay." The Ninth Prince was secretly happy. He sat there with his upper body naked. He didn't believe that he couldn't deal with Feng Qingchen tonight...
Outside the house, due to the arrival of the Ninth Prince, the secret guards were bored and started chatting with their companions in secret code.
"Do you think the Ninth Prince will be kicked out tonight?"
“It’s hard to say.”
"Can the Ninth Prince handle Miss Feng tonight? Is the Ninth Prince injured?"
"What's wrong with being injured? Are you worried that the Ninth Prince can't satisfy Miss Feng?"
"Well……"
Bro, you got the truth.