112 Opportunities
The crisis of the Sun family was temporarily resolved due to the strong intervention of Yuwen Yuanhua. Seeing that Wang Qi and Yuwen Yuanhua were speaking for the Sun family, the family members no longer dared to talk about expelling Sun Yijin's family from the clan.
But even so, the Sun family did not show any gratitude to Feng Qingchen and the other two. They just brought the three people into the inner hall in the spirit of gentlemanly friendship and allowed them to burn a stick of incense for Sun Yijin.
It was not until Feng Qingchen kowtowed three times respectfully to Sun Yijin that the expressions of Sun's father and the other two looked a little better.
"Miss Feng, Jin'er's death has nothing to do with you, you don't have to take it to heart." After washing up, Father Sun felt a little more energetic.
Feng Qingchen shook his head and didn't say anything more about this matter.
Whether it is true or not depends on people's hearts. She knows very well that the Sun family blames her.
"Master Sun, I'm very sorry for being late. Please rest assured, as long as I, Feng Qingchen, am alive, I will never let the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion succeed." Feng Qingchen solemnly promised.
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Yuanhua and Wang Qi also assured him immediately: "That's right, Master Sun, don't worry. This is the Dongling Dynasty. Even the Duke of Zhenguo cannot cover the sky with one hand. I see that the eldest son is burly and is a good martial artist. I wonder if the eldest son has any thoughts of joining the army? Although I dare not say that the army of my Yuwen family is the best army in the Jiuzhou Continent, it can also be called a name."
It is better to teach someone how to fish than to give him fish. The Sun family must have the ability to protect themselves. Today it is the Duke of Zhenguo, but tomorrow it may be someone else. Even if Feng Qingchen can take care of the Sun family for a lifetime, the people of the Sun family will not accept it.
Sometimes, the proud and noble character of the people are like this. They would rather die standing than live sitting.
"Is it okay? General Yuwen, will you really accept me?" the eldest son of the Sun family asked excitedly.
He has been fond of martial arts rather than literature since he was a child. He is an outlier in a scholarly family. In addition, the Sun family has fallen into decline, so no general in the imperial city is willing to accept him.
"Of course, you can report to the Ministry of War in three days and I will talk to them." Yuwen Yuanhua acted and spoke with the decisiveness of a soldier.
"Thank you, General Yuwen. We will never forget your kindness to our Sun family." The eldest son of the Sun family immediately bowed to express his gratitude.
Seeing this situation, Wang Qi also extended an olive branch to the second son of the Sun family and invited him to go to the Wang family's school. A year later, the Wang family came forward and recommended him to take part in the imperial examination.
The Wang family's reputation is already at its peak. With the Wang family as a guarantor, even if the second son of the Sun family hands in a blank paper, he can still get a position.
Things have almost come to this point. Neither the Zhao family nor the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion will cause trouble for the Sun family in the short term. However, the object of their hatred will definitely be Feng Qingchen.
But would Feng Qingchen be afraid? She even dared to offend the Queen and Princess Anping, so why would she be afraid of the Zhenguo Mansion?
After staying in the Su Mansion for most of the day, the three were ready to go back. As soon as they stepped out of the door, Sun Yi, the second young lady of the Sun family, suddenly rushed out, grabbed Feng Qingchen's sleeve, and cried:
"Sister Feng, you have to avenge my sister. My sister was angered to death by the people in the Zhao Mansion. Dad and Mom said that we should keep things quiet. We can't afford to offend the Zhao family, but, but... my sister."
Sun Yici was crying as he spoke, his eyes were as red as a rabbit's.
"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge your sister. I will make the Zhao family pay with their lives." Feng Qingchen wiped away Sun Yici's tears, but she herself shed tears.
She still remembered the two sisters of the Sun family during the Peach Blossom Festival, one was cute and lovely, the other was gentle and dignified, but what about now?
Sun Yici wanted to say something else, but the voice of the maid came from behind: "Second Miss, Second Miss, why did you run out? If the Madam knew, she would be angry."
"Sister Feng, I'm going back and I will definitely avenge my sister." Sun Yici looked back with tears in his eyes, then reluctantly let go of Feng Qingchen's sleeve and followed the old woman back.
Feng Qingchen stood there watching them, his eyes seemingly out of focus.
It would be nice if the Ninth Prince was here.
With him around, everything can be solved.
Feng Qingchen found that she had unknowingly begun to rely on the Ninth Uncle.
"Feng Qingchen, are you okay?" Yuwen Yuanhua kicked Feng Qingchen, signaling her to come back to her senses.
"It's okay, let's go. By the way, I'm sorry to trouble you with the Sun family's matters." Feng Qingchen knew that these two people helped the Sun family because of her face.
Although, she didn't know that her face was so valuable.
It is normal for Wang Qi to help. The relationship between the Wang family and her cannot be separated.
"Why are you saying this? Sun Yijin saved your life after all. If it weren't for her, you would have died long ago." Yuwen Yuanhua said tentatively.
After seeing Feng Qingchen's methods, he always felt that even without Sun Yijin's rescue, Feng Qingchen would be fine.
Although Feng Qingchen does not know martial arts, she is very agile and cannot be compared with ordinary ladies.
Unfortunately, Yuwen Yuanhua was disappointed. Feng Qingchen nodded sincerely: "That's right, without Sun Yijin, I would have died long ago."
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Yuwen Yuanhua and Wang Qi sent Feng Qingchen to the gate of Feng Mansion and then turned and left.
The rumor was dispelled, and the Queen also calmed down because of the evidence presented by the Ninth Prince. Feng Qingchen will be safe during this period.
This is what the Ninth Prince thought when he saw Dong Ling Zi Luo with an arrow in his thigh.
The Queen probably hasn't had time to cause trouble for Feng Qingchen for a long time.
Dong Lingjiu sat quietly in the hall, letting the palace maids, eunuchs, and imperial doctors come and go, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
The Ninth Prince's cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness have really reached the level of being infuriating to both humans and gods. You have to know that Dong Ling Ziluo was injured today just to save him.
“Doctor Lin, as the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau, I believe in your medical skills. If anything happens to His Royal Highness Prince Luo, I will hold you accountable.” The Queen sat in the inner hall, looking majestic but with an unconcealable worry in her eyes.
"I will do my best to treat His Royal Highness Prince Luo. Please rest assured, Your Majesty." Imperial Doctor Lin climbed up tremblingly.
Prince Luo's injury is very serious, and it is uncertain whether his leg can be saved.
Blood was pouring out in basins...
Upon hearing the news, the prince hurried over. His quick steps made him look pale, his breathing rapid, and he looked very sick.
After dismissing the maid who came to pay her respects, the Crown Prince went straight to the Ninth Uncle and said, "Uncle, is my Seventh Brother okay?"
"Do you hope something happens to him?" Dong Lingjiu's eyes were cold.
"Uncle, he is my younger brother." The prince lowered his head and said in an affirmative tone.
He was telling the Ninth Prince that he was not the one who did what happened today.
Dong Lingjiu nodded and pointed to the place below: "Sit down, you won't die." It's hard to say whether you will be disabled.
"Yes, uncle." The prince breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the Ninth Prince believed in him, the Queen would not be able to pin this matter on him. Most importantly...
As far as the Crown Prince knew, the assassination was aimed at the Ninth Uncle.
"Uncle, are you hurt?" The prince asked with concern.
In the royal family, if there is anyone who supports this seriously ill prince, that person is the Ninth Prince.
As long as the Ninth Prince does not fall, he still has the opportunity to plot his plan.
The candlelight shone on the prince's pale face, and a shadow blocked the gleam in his eyes, as well as the fleeting gleam and teasing of the Ninth Prince's eyes!
Feng Qingchen, I will give you a chance to see how far you can go!