1191 Returning to Beijing, Some Are Happy, Some Are Sad

"The girl from the Cui family!" Xiling Tianyu needs external help the most now. In Feng Qingchenchen's eyes, the most suitable family is the Cui family.

"The Cui family? It's a good candidate." The Ninth Prince nodded, and this was taken into consideration.

The Cui family is not like the Wang family. The Wang family only wants to be ministers of aristocratic families, while the Cui family wants the world. The Cui family urgently needs to take root in various countries. Xiling Tianyu married the daughter of the Cui family. The Cui family will definitely help Xiling Tianyu, and will spare no effort to push Xiling Tianyu to the throne.

"But..." The Ninth Prince hesitated a little.

Feng Qingchen understood what the Ninth Uncle was worried about, and continued, "It's just that the Cui family is too ambitious. Are you worried about courting disaster?"

"Yes, others may not know the Cui family's goal, but you and I know it. The Cui family is not a little white rabbit." The Cui family is a man-eating tiger.

"But the Cui family is simply not going to attack Tianyu and you in a short period of time. We know the Cui family's intentions and have taken precautions in advance. It's hard to say whether the Cui family can gain any benefit from Xiling Tianyu." Feng Qingchen's words were very clear. He wanted to use the Cui family's ambitions to help Xiling Tianyu take the throne. As for the Cui family...

If Xiling Tianyu is unable to control the Cui family even after knowing the other party's ambitions, it means that he really does not have the talent of an emperor.

“Everyone gets what they need and uses each other. Even if the Cui family knows Tianyu’s thoughts, they will be happy to be used by Tianyu.” The Ninth Prince began to seriously consider the possibility of marrying the Cui family’s daughter to Xiling Tianyu.

Feng Qingchen didn't say anything more, she knew that the Ninth Prince would make his own decision.

But, she felt depressed...

Women in this world are just chess pieces, and marriage seems to be the greatest use of noble ladies. Even though she felt it was pathetic, Feng Qingchen had no intention of changing this status quo.

There is nothing wrong with a marriage between people of equal social status, as for the so-called love...those spoiled ladies, even if they fall in love with a country boy, cannot bear the hardship.

Besides, this is the way the world is. You have enjoyed the glory and wealth brought by your family since you were born, and naturally you have to sacrifice for your family.

In the end, Feng Qingchen didn't know what decision the Ninth Prince had made, and she didn't ask much afterwards. Feng Qingchen was still like she had done in the previous two days, taking Doudou around the village when she had nothing to do, seeing the little girl from the east family and the old man from the west family, delivering medicine, and leaving a deep mark of herself in this small village.

By then, if other people send people to investigate, they will also be able to find out that she and the Ninth Prince had been recuperating here after falling from the mountain, and after she recovered from her injuries, she also treated the villagers here.

The evidence is irrefutable. Even if someone suspects that there is something fishy going on with her and the Ninth Prince during their disappearance, no one can come up with any useful evidence.

Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince stayed in the small mountain village for only five days. These five days were enough time for the Ninth Prince to finish all the backlog of official business, and also enough time for Feng Qingchen to see all the patients in the village.

Having earned more than thirty medical virtues, Feng Qingchen was very satisfied. When the Ninth Prince said he was leaving, Feng Qingchen did not hesitate at all.

These five days of leisurely life were stolen, and it was time for them to return to Beijing.

The Ninth Prince was very low-key and did not reveal his identity along the way. Feng Qingchen was laughing in his heart.

The Ninth Prince stayed in the small mountain village for five days, not entirely to handle official business, but more to let Dong Ling Zi Luo return to the imperial city first so that Dong Ling Zi Luo could have a few days of fun.

She knew that the Ninth Prince wanted to catch those people in the Imperial City off guard and leave them unprepared.

The Ninth Prince was very familiar with Dong Ling Zi Luo's itinerary. When Dong Ling Zi Luo led his army into the city in high spirits in the morning, the Ninth Prince brought Feng Qingchen and Dou Dou to the city gate in the afternoon.

Feng Qingchen lifted the car curtain, looked at the familiar city gate, and revealed an ethereal smile.

Xiling Tianlei died.

The humiliation brought upon oneself at the city gate should also be forgotten.

However, she still remembered that His Royal Highness Prince Luo forced her to kneel at the city gate and caused her to be pelted with eggs and vegetable leaves by the people.

For the sake of the Ninth Prince, she would not take Dong Ling Zi Luo's life, but the revenge that should be taken must still be taken.

Feng Qingchen let out a breath, lowered the car curtain, turned around and saw the worried look in the eyes of the Ninth Prince. Feng Qingchen smiled at the Ninth Prince, indicating that she was fine.

The Ninth Prince quietly held Feng Qingchen's hand and pressed it firmly: "Everything is up to me!"

The carriage stopped and started, and arrived at the inspection station at the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city did a routine inspection: "Get off the carriage!"

The Ninth Prince's carriage was very ordinary, with no markings on it. No wonder the people guarding the city gate didn't recognize it.

As a person who fell off a cliff and was rescued, the Ninth Prince did not have anything that could represent the Ninth Prince's Palace. But it did not matter, because he himself was the best proof.

The Ninth Prince got off the carriage without saying a word, just looking at the soldiers guarding the city.

"You, you, who are you?" Not every soldier guarding the city has the opportunity to meet the emperor or prince. It is normal that the soldier could not recognize the Ninth Uncle.

The Ninth Prince did not answer, but said: "Ask Zhai Dongming to come down."

"General Zhai, he...he." The soldier stuttered. Even though he didn't know the Ninth Uncle, he could feel the nobility of the Ninth Uncle.

Besides, since he dares to call General Zhai by his name at the city gate, this person must be more noble than General Zhai.

"Go and call someone."

"Yes. Yes, yes. Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go right away." The soldier guarding the city was startled. He said a few words to the person next to him and ran inside immediately.

At this time, the soldier still remembered to hand over the work at hand to others. It has to be said that Zhai Dongming is indeed good at training people. Leaving Zhai Dongming to guard the gate of the imperial city is actually burying his talent.

The Ninth Prince felt regretful in his heart, but he knew that as long as Prince Su was alive, the Emperor would not allow Zhai Dongming to lead the troops and go out to fight.

But after Prince Su died, Zhai Dongming no longer had the opportunity to lead the army.

Zhai Dongming was very protective of his soldiers. When he saw his soldiers were frightened, he immediately ran over and shouted from a distance: "Which bastard dares to act wildly at the city gate? Don't you know that this is my territory? Everyone must follow the rules."

Bastard?

Zhai Dongming, you are dead. How dare you call me a bastard?

The Ninth Prince snorted and said expressionlessly, "It's this king."

"King? What King?" Zhai Dongming didn't understand it for a moment. When he got closer, he froze.

“Nine, nine, nine…Uncle Royal, why, why is it you. You, you, you are not, you are not…” Zhai Dongming pointed at the Ninth Uncle Royal, his fingers were trembling, and the whole person looked like he was extremely frightened.

God must be playing a trick on him. Isn’t the Ninth Prince dead? How could he be here? The most important thing is that he just cursed and swore at the Ninth Prince.

"General Zhai, are you unhappy to see me?" The Ninth Prince's tone was so cold that even Doudou, who was sitting in the carriage, could hear it.

Doudou was secretly happy: That’s great, I finally met someone who is more unlucky than him.

Calling the Ninth Prince a bastard, hahaha, General Zhai is in trouble.

"Great, great, I'm happy...of course I'm happy." Zhai Dongming had a sad face, but tried hard to force a smile.

How could he not be happy to see the Ninth Prince come back alive? He had been worried to death for a long time, but, but...

Wow, what a coincidence! He was in a bad mood and wanted to vent his anger by cursing someone, so he cursed the Ninth Prince. Now he is in trouble!