1267 The wedding was brought by the Ninth Prince

On the day Prince Luo entered the palace, someone from the palace came to Feng Mansion to pass on a message, asking Feng Qingchen not to disturb the people and affect the security of the imperial city.

Free medical consultations are allowed, but they must be organized by the government and unified; they cannot be conducted individually.

Feng Qingchen's eyes widened when he heard this.

The emperor must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. He even refused to allow her to go for the free medical consultation. Feng Qingchen angrily left the person who passed on the message and turned to walk towards the inner courtyard.

"Go, check for me whether anyone has spoken to the emperor about this." Feng Qingchen was really angry. If someone hadn't specifically gone to the emperor and told him about this, how could the emperor have known about her free clinic.

Tong Jue and Tong Yao found out that night: "To answer Miss, it was Prince Luo."

"Prince Luo? He has nothing better to do. What did he say to the emperor?" Feng Qingchen really didn't expect that the person who made the complaint would be Prince Luo. She hadn't offended Prince Luo recently.

Ever since she killed Xiling Tianlei, she has been very well behaved, fearing that the Emperor of Xiling would find out about her murder, and has been trying not to take any action lately.

"I am incompetent and cannot find out." Tong Jue and Tong Yao bowed their heads and apologized. Feng Qingchen waved his hand and did not take it to heart.

It is normal that nothing can be found out. It is not easy to place spies in the palace.

The next day, Feng Qingchen did not go to the free clinic, but sent someone to inquire about what was happening outside. He learned that the emperor had sent an imperial physician to provide free clinics in the imperial city every ten days. Those whose families were verified to be poor by the government could get medicine for free.

"Are you trying to steal my credit?" At this point, Feng Qingchen still couldn't see that she was stupid.

It was obvious that Prince Luo saw the merits of the free clinic and wanted to reap the benefits.

"The prince is really going too far. He forced me to leave the imperial city, and I am not willing to stay there." Feng Qingchen has been very angry recently. The free clinic finally allowed her to calm down, but it was ruined by Prince Luo.

There is no Ninth Uncle, no Sixing, no Zhai Dongming, no Yun Xiao in the imperial city, only Wang Jinling. Wang Jinling has been busy receiving scholars and celebrities from all over the country recently, and he is very busy.

In such a huge imperial city, there was not even a place to kill time. Feng Qingchen felt that it was increasingly meaningless to stay in the imperial city, so she called out the secret guards and asked them to make arrangements. She was going to Nanling to help the Ninth Uncle.

She would never tell you even if you killed her that she was thinking about the Ninth Prince; she would even less tell you that she wanted to take the opportunity to find out about the child.

When the secret guards heard Feng Qingchen's order, although they didn't understand why Feng Qingchen would go to Nanling when the Ninth Prince was about to return, as subordinates, they only had to carry out their master's orders.

Even though he was confused, the secret guards arranged Feng Qingchen's travel arrangements as quickly as possible.

"Look after the house and take good care of the child. If there is any problem, go to Wang Jinling. If someone bullies you, fight back. If something happens, go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Don't let others bully you without fighting back." Feng Qingchen gave a few instructions and quietly left the capital in the dark and windy night. His destination: Nanling Imperial Capital.

When Feng Qingchen set out from Dongling, the Ninth Prince was still in the manor outside Nanling City, wasting time with the Emperor of Nanling. Both sides were men who could keep their composure. The Ninth Prince stayed in the manor for half a month and refused to mention the matter of entering the city.

Not to mention Nanling Jinfan, even the Emperor of Nanling was so anxious that he was full of cannonballs. Both Dongling and Xiling had started fighting, and Dongling had even won a small victory. Why didn't the Ninth Prince take action yet?

"Jinfan, tomorrow you go to the farm to meet the Ninth Uncle and apologize to him." Emperor Nanling was ultimately outlasted by the Ninth Uncle and planned to force Nanling Jinfan to bow his head.

"Father." Nanling Jinfan had a look of dissatisfaction on his face, his fair face looked even more gloomy, with a hint of grievance.

Emperor Nanling did not indulge

Instead of letting him, he said coldly: "You did a good deed yourself, so what? Do you still want the emperor to apologize to you?"

"Father, he was obviously the one who was unreasonable first." Nanling Jinfan pursed his lips, looking stubborn, not thinking that he was wrong at all.

Emperor Nanling sneered: "I don't care who is polite, I just know that my son was slapped in the face at the doorstep and didn't dare to say a word."

Emperor Nanling didn't care that Nanling Jinfan was causing trouble for the Ninth Prince, but he cared that Nanling Jinfan lost, and lost so shamefully.

When a prince bullies others, he has to do it with authority. If he is beaten up by others instead, it would be extremely embarrassing.

Nanling Jinfan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He clenched his fists, veins bulging, and looked like he wanted to kill someone. Seeing this, Emperor Nanling became even angrier: "Who are you showing this to? Are you showing this to me?"

"I dare not." Nanling Jinfan knelt down with a thud. The emperor did not ask him to stand up, but gave a cold order: "Since you dare not, you must admit your fault to me tomorrow. If you have anything to say, please invite the people in first."

Nanling Jinfan was about to say yes, but at this moment, the eunuch's sharp voice rang out from outside the palace: "Eight hundred miles, eight hundred miles, urgent."

"Quick, bring it up." When Emperor Nanling heard this, his heart rose into his throat.

The only case where an express train of 800 miles is needed is for urgent military information.

"You bastard, look at what you have done." After reading it, the Emperor of Nanling threw the military report in front of Nanling Jinfan. Nanling Jinfan opened it in confusion and his face changed drastically: "What are Beiling and Dongling going to do?"

"Don't you understand what you are going to do? Beiling and Nanling have always been friendly. There was no sign before, but this group suddenly brought troops to Nanling's territory, saying that they wanted to hunt down a group of cavalry that was causing chaos in Beiling. Do you believe this reason?" The Emperor of Nanling was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

It would be fine if it was just Beiling, but at the same time the borders between Dongling and Nanling were also not peaceful, and it was reported that Dongling was mobilizing troops.

"This is impossible. The Ninth Prince is only a prince. He has no right to mobilize troops." Nanling Jinfan still couldn't believe it: "Father, even if the Ninth Prince can mobilize the troops of Dongling, what about Beiling? How can the troops of Beiling obey his orders? This must be a coincidence."

"Coincidence? Jinfan, you've been a prince for so many years in vain. The two countries are conducting military operations on the border of Nanling at the same time. Could it be a coincidence? Even if it is a coincidence, it is a man-made coincidence." The Emperor of Nanling knew very well that these two events must be related to the Ninth Prince. Otherwise, why didn't they happen earlier or later, but happened after Nanling angered the Ninth Prince.

Coincidence, even if it was a coincidence, they didn't dare to bet on it, because the stakes were the entire Nanling, and he couldn't afford it.

Nanling Jinfan was so angry that he bit his lip until it bled. He said angrily, "Are we going to bow to Dongling Jiu?"

"What else do you want to do? Fight with Dongling and Beiling at the same time? Let's not talk about whether we can win or not. Even if we can win, what does it matter? If we continue this battle, will Nanling still be Nanling?" The Emperor of Nanling was very clear about the seriousness of the matter. If it was just Dongling, he would not be afraid of fighting, but if Beiling was included, he really did not dare to send troops.

"But if we bow our heads, can Beiling withdraw its troops? The people of Beiling will not listen to the Ninth Uncle." Nanling Jinfan was still unwilling to accept this. He could have clearly exhausted the Ninth Uncle to death here, but now he had failed.

"The people were brought here by the Ninth Prince, so he will naturally find a way to calm them down." Emperor Nanling closed his eyes and said with a heavy face, "Go, have someone prepare. I will personally go to welcome the Ninth Prince into the city."

In the villa, when the Ninth Prince received this news, a cold smile appeared on his face...

Let’s fight with him and see who can outlast the other!

A word to readers: It’s not that I’m lazy, it’s just that I got caught in the rain…