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Feng Qingchen leaned in Lan Jiuqing's arms, staring at him blankly. Facing each other from all sides, Feng Qingchen felt more and more that Lan Jiuqing gave her a familiar feeling.

Different scent, but gave her the same feeling.

She had never thought about it this way before, but after hearing the word "substitute" so many times in front of Princess Chun today, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

With a beauty in his arms, Lan Jiuqing would never push her away like a gentleman. Instead, he lowered his voice and asked in Feng Qingchen's ear, "What's wrong?"

The warm air blew on his ears, making him feel numb and tingling, making Feng Qingchen almost lose his balance. Feng Qingchen swallowed, despising himself for being seduced by beauty again.

Feng Qingchen quickly pushed Lan Jiuqing away and stood firm: "I'm fine, thank you for what happened just now."

She would throw herself into someone's arms at any time. People who didn't know the truth would think that she wanted to throw herself into someone's arms. Feng Qingchen secretly despised herself and decided that she must keep a distance from men other than the Ninth Prince and avoid unnecessary physical contact.

Ambiguity and the like can cost lives.

Lan Jiuqing looked at his empty hands, feeling a little disappointed, but pretended not to care and said, "It's okay. The road to Prince Chun's Mansion is not safe. Be careful and follow me."

Lan Jiuqing's words were ambiguous, and Feng Qingchen nodded repeatedly. But she was thinking in her heart, should she think of a way to get Lan Jiuqing to take off the mask and show it to her?

Now that you have doubts, you have to verify it.

Feng Qingchen stood there, wondering if Lan Jiuqing would agree if she asked for his request.

Lan Jiuqing was getting close to the mourning hall, but when he turned around, he found that Feng Qingchen had not caught up. Worried that Feng Qingchen had gotten into trouble, Lan Jiuqing quickly returned the same way, only to see Feng Qingchen standing there in a daze. He frowned and said, "Feng Qingchen, why are you in a daze at this time?"

They broke into the mourning hall of Prince Chun's mansion at night. There were guards everywhere nearby. Feng Qingchen actually dared to act stupidly at this moment. He really wanted to die.

"I... I'm thinking about a problem." Feng Qingchen felt embarrassed after being caught, and quickly found an excuse.

"Thinking about something? What important question do you want to think about at this time?" You have to choose a time and place to daydream.

Since Lan Jiuqing asked, Feng Qingchen didn't hesitate and said directly: "I'm wondering, what does your face look like under the mask?"

"What? Do you want me to see what I look like with the mask on?" Lan Jiuqing curled his lips in a smile, but unfortunately the mask blocked his view and Feng Qingchen didn't see it.

Feng Qingchen nodded honestly, but in return Lan Jiuqing laughed teasingly: "I thought you would never be interested in my appearance."

Feng Qingchen quickly shook his head: "How is that possible? I have always been interested, but... since you are wearing a mask, you don't want people to know what you look like, so I can't ask too much."

How can a person not be curious? She is also a person, but she has strong self-control and generally does not show her curiosity.

"Really? I really can't tell that you've ever been curious about my appearance." Lan Jiuqing said self-deprecatingly: "Feng Qingchen, we've known each other for more than a year, and this is the first time you've asked to know what I look like. Or is it because you think I resemble the Ninth Prince in some ways?"

It’s not Lan Jiuqing’s fault for thinking too much, but...

Feng Qingchen would never say such things just to satisfy his curiosity.

"I admit that it's partly because of this reason. You feel very familiar to me. I always feel that I should have seen you without the mask, but I don't know who you are." The half of Lan Jiuqing's face that was exposed looked very good, but Feng Qingchen could not imagine what he looked like through this half of his face.

This half face... looks good, but it's hard to remember.

Lan Jiuqing curled his lips and smiled. While Feng Qingchen was not paying attention, he hugged Feng Qingchen and spun around, then carried Feng Qingchen to the corner. He also hid in the dark, supported himself on the wall with one hand, and fixed Feng Qingchen in the corner.

"What are you doing?" The two were so close that they could even hear each other's heartbeats. Feng Qingchen was a little panicked. She didn't know why Lan Jiuqing suddenly went crazy and why he was being so ambiguous.

"It's easier to talk here, and we don't have to worry about being seen." This is a blind spot, and unless the patrolling guards come over on purpose, they will never see the two of them.

Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Lan Jiuqing would kill her to silence her: "Just talk, why are you getting so close?"

She was almost sticking to the wall. The posture was so ambiguous, just like in a melodramatic romance drama, where the cool and handsome male protagonist flirts with the innocent female protagonist.

"You think I'm familiar, right? If you don't get closer, how can you guess who I look like?" Lan Jiuqing said this, but took a step back.

Huh... Feng Qingchen finally breathed in fresh air. Every breath he took was no longer filled with Lan Jiuqing's scent.

Lan Jiuqing looked at Feng Qingchen with amusement, and then said: "Qingchen, do you really want to know what I look like under the mask?"

I want to, of course I want to, otherwise why would I ask, I'm not the kind of person who is very curious. This... Feng Qingchen wanted to say, but after opening his mouth, he swallowed it back obediently and changed it to: "If it's convenient for you, it would be best if you can let me see it, but if it's not convenient, it doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future."

There is still a long time to go, and she will always find an opportunity. At most, next time Lan Jiuqing is injured, she will secretly take a look at him while he is under anesthesia while she is treating him.

"So, you don't have to see it. In that case, I won't force you." Lan Jiuqing let go of Feng Qingchen, indicating that the conversation was over, and turned to walk towards the mourning hall.

It’s not that he didn’t let Feng Qingchen see it, but Feng Qingchen herself didn’t want to see it strongly enough.

No need to force it, I really want to watch it.

Feng Qingchen looked at Lan Jiuqing's back and regretted it so much. How could she have known that Lan Jiuqing had such a strange temper? If she had known that he didn't mind taking off the mask, she would have done it herself.

I missed a good opportunity. It may be difficult to see it again in the future.

Feng Qingchen secretly sighed and felt sorry. Seeing that Lan Jiuqing refused to talk, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to give up her ambition and think for herself. She obediently followed Lan Jiuqing towards the mourning hall.

But just as they were about to get closer, three dark shadows rushed into the mourning hall faster than them.

Through the window, Feng Qingchen saw the people who were keeping vigil in the room stood up, but before they could make a sound, they fell to the ground and their bodies were dragged to the side.

The mourning hall was quiet. The three dark shadows gathered in the center, probably checking Princess Yaohua's body.

Lan Jiuqing immediately took Feng Qingchen and hid away: "It seems that many people suspect the cause of Princess Yaohua's death."

"Princess Yaohua died less than half a year after marrying into Dongling. Anyone with a brain would be suspicious." Feng Qingchen didn't think there was anything wrong. The people in Xiling would definitely not believe that Xiling Yaohua committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

"The inexplicable death of a foreign princess in Dongling is a good opportunity. Even if Princess Yaohua committed suicide, Xiling will insist that she was killed by Dongling." Lan Jiuqing stared at the figure in the mourning hall and said thoughtfully.

"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Feng Qingchen frowned uneasily.

Could it be that the world is going to be in chaos again...