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The queen's eyes lit up.

Something is going to happen to Feng Qingchen!

Suppressing the joy in her heart, the queen sat quietly aside, waiting for Feng Qingchen to get into trouble.

"Anything else?" the emperor asked.

No way, is this emperor really targeting me?

Feng Qingchen knelt on the ground, his body shaking even more violently.

In the eyes of outsiders, she was afraid, but only she knew that she was numb from kneeling and was also frightened.

She always felt that something was wrong today. The emperor asked her to treat Prince Luo so easily. She asked not to allow outsiders in the room, and he agreed easily.

Before, she thought it was just because of her parents' worry, but now she couldn't afford to think so.

Prince Luo was fine, but no one present was happy except the Queen.

Ninth Uncle, this is normal.

The prince is normal. He and King Luo are rivals and he probably wishes King Luo would die.

But what about the emperor?

Prince Luo was fine, but he was not satisfied. Instead, he was interrogating her, a person who had nothing to do with her. Sometimes he showed her kindness, sometimes he put pressure on her. If she was really just an ordinary lady, she would probably say something after being manipulated by the emperor.

But Feng Qingchen thought about it over and over again, but couldn't figure out what was so special about her that was worthy of the emperor's concern.

When the scandal of her losing her virginity before marriage came to light, the emperor let her off the hook. There was no reason for him to dislike her now.

Could it be...

Ninth uncle?

Feng Qingchen nodded.

She understood that the root of the problem lay with the Ninth Prince.

After the incident with the Bloody Robe Guard, the Emperor probably thought that she had an unusual relationship with the Ninth Uncle and most likely wanted to use her to frame the Ninth Uncle.

Humph... the more you think about it, the less I will be able to satisfy you.

Feng Qingchen put away the sneer on her face and said to the floor, "In reply to the emperor, Qingchen, the thread that Qingchen used to sew Prince Luo was catgut. Qingchen is afraid that the emperor and the queen will punish Qingchen."

The buzzing sound sounded particularly aggrieved. The emperor had been expecting it for a long time, but this answer made him very disappointed.

This was not what he wanted at all, but he didn't want to give up easily.

"What kind of catgut? Bring it here for me to see."

"yes."

Feng Qingchen was very obedient and took the needle and thread together, but the emperor was greedy and said, "Bring the medicine box here."

Without Feng Qingchen having to do anything, the eunuch stepped forward and took the box from Feng Qingchen's hand.

There were only needles, thread and a scalpel inside. This scalpel was the one that the Blood-Clothed Guards had returned to Princess Anping. Other than that, it was just some stuff used in traditional Chinese medicine and had no value at all.

Feng Qingchen had a natural aversion and wariness towards the imperial palace, so she packed her things before entering.

Anyway, she has a smart medical kit with her, so of course she has to put away those things that might reveal her identity before entering the palace.

The emperor was very disappointed to see all the useless things, so he took out the suture needle and scalpel.

He put the needle and thread aside, picked up the scalpel, and looked at it for a long time but still had no idea what material it was made of.

The emperor suddenly became murderous, pointed the tip of the knife at Feng Qingchen, and said: "Feng Qingchen, you are so brave that you dare to bring a weapon into the palace. Do you want to die?"

Once there was a minister who fainted because of the emperor's anger.

Feng Qingchen was also startled, and quickly bit the tip of his tongue to remind himself to stay awake, and then said in a clear voice: "Your Majesty, this knife is not a weapon, it is used to remove dead flesh from wounds. Your Majesty, look at this knife, the handle is long, and the blade is thin and fine. This knife can't hurt anyone at all."

It is not okay to stab someone, but in the hands of a doctor, it is easy to kill someone.

If I cut your artery, I guarantee you will die in five minutes.

"Pa." The emperor put the knife heavily on the table.

Boom... Everyone was shocked, and the eunuchs and palace maids were so scared that their legs went limp.

"Feng Qingchen, you are a woman, how can you understand these things?"

The emperor looked at Dong Lingjiu with sharp eyes, as if asking Dong Lingjiu whether Feng Qingchen learned medical skills from him?

The Ninth Prince acted as if he hadn't seen it and didn't say a word in response.

By pushing Feng Qingchen out, he understood what the emperor would think.

He has been annoyed by the emperor's stare for so many years, and it's time to find someone to divert the emperor's attention.

Feng Qingchen is a good candidate.

The stronger Feng Qingchen's ability is, the more suspicious the emperor will be, and the more he will investigate further.

But the result of further investigation was no results.

In this world, how can the emperor find someone who even he can't find?

The Ninth Prince was calm and composed, making it clear that he was on the right track and stood firm.

Feng Qingchen attributed all of this to her deceased mother. Her mother taught her these things when she was a child, but she didn't remember much. These are the only things she remembered. The knife was also left by her mother.

If the emperor wants to ask, he can go ask her dead mother.

However, the emperor might not be able to find anyone.

Her dead mother died while trying to save his wife, and no trace of her body was left.

I don’t know if Feng Qingchen was overthinking it, but as soon as she mentioned her dead mother, the murderous aura of the emperor seemed to weaken a little, and the atmosphere around Zhou Zao was not as depressing as before.

After asking in vain, the emperor turned to look at Dong Lingjiu, and said with a smile: "Ninth brother recommended a good candidate. If it weren't for your recommendation, Prince Luo might not have passed this time. Ninth brother, how do you think I should reward you?"

The emperor looked at the prince meaningfully, and the prince quickly lowered his head to show his fear.

Who doesn't understand the meaning of the emperor's words?

Although Dong Lingjiu supported the prince, he did not stand on his side this time.

Not to mention anything else, as long as Dong Lingjiu does not recommend Feng Qingchen, Dong Ling Ziluo will be dead this time, and the prince will have one less powerful enemy.

With just one sentence, the emperor planted a seed of doubt in the prince's heart.

“I am terrified. Prince Luo is missing because he tried to save me. Besides, Prince Luo is my nephew, so this is as he should be.” Dong Lingjiu stood up, but his body was straight.

He is handsome and proud, this is the Ninth Prince.

The prince's face turned pale and the emperor nodded in satisfaction.

"Didn't my ninth brother say he was tired before? Prince Luo is fine now, so let's all go." The emperor stood up and walked towards Dong Ling Zi Luo's room. Halfway through, he stopped again:

"Feng Qingchen, you have done a great job in saving Prince Luo, but the method you used was not up to par. I will not punish you or reward you, so you can go back."

Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't expect the emperor to reward her. She just wanted to get out alive. Treating royal family members was a job that required her to work hard, and only she knew how dangerous it was. She didn't ask for a smooth journey, she just wanted to get out alive and never come back.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard the emperor's voice again: "Doctor Liu, keep the needle money and the knife, and study them carefully. I don't want this to happen again."

puff……

robber!

Feng Qingchen was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

Not only did she not get any thanks for saving the person, but he even stole her things.

That’s too much!

Feng Qingchen was extremely depressed, but he could only be depressed.

Feng Qingchen climbed up from the ground. Because he was angry, he got up a little hastily. Feng Qingchen only felt that his eyes went dark, and the whole person staggered and fell forward...

At the moment she fell, she seemed to see the Ninth Prince right in front of her. For some unknown reason, Feng Qingchen did not look for anything to support herself, but fell forward directly.

There is an inexplicable expectation in my heart, but...

At the moment she fell, the Ninth Prince dodged.

Boom...

Feng Qingchen fell to the ground...