1274 Study Room, I won't sleep alone tonight

Did I see it wrong?

The Ninth Prince actually fell to the ground?

No, it should be that the Ninth Prince was actually beaten by Miss Feng?

The guards all widened their eyes, and then rubbed their eyes together as if they had agreed. However, no matter how they rubbed or blinked, they could not change the fact that the Ninth Prince was lying flat on the bed.

"I, was it my way of coming out that was wrong?" The aide came out to greet the Ninth Prince, only to see the Ninth Prince lying on the ground, looking at Feng Qingchen in shock.

She was too tough. He had been with the Ninth Prince for nearly ten years, and this was the first time he saw someone who could knock the Ninth Prince down, and it was a woman.

He decided that from today on, the person he admired the most would become Feng Qingchen. Anyone who could make the Ninth Prince suffer a loss was definitely not an ordinary person.

Not to mention this group of guards, even the Ninth Prince couldn't believe that he was actually knocked down by Feng Qingchen. He was actually knocked down by a weak woman.

This world is so magical!

The whole place was silent, even the sound of breathing could be heard. After the guards were shocked, they made an agreement again and looked up at the sky in unison...

They didn't see anything, so don't punish them.

The only one who remained calm was Feng Qingchen. After Feng Qingchen knocked the Ninth Uncle down, he stood beside the carriage calmly as if nothing had happened, and kindly reminded the Ninth Uncle: "Aren't you going to get up?"

"Get up." The Ninth Prince suppressed the shock on his face and looked at Feng Qingchen expressionlessly. His eyes seemed to be able to speak, asking Feng Qingchen to pull him up.

Feng Qingchen reached out his hand reflexively, but halfway through it he realized what he had done, and quickly retracted his hand. He said to the guards beside him with a dignified look, "What are you all standing there for? Didn't you see that the Ninth Prince fell down? Hurry up and help him up."

"Ah... yes." The guards knew they could not escape this disaster. They all had bitter faces and were reluctant to move forward. They prayed silently in their hearts that the Ninth Prince would not vent his anger on them.

Humph... Like master, like servant. They are all good at playing dumb. Feng Qingchen glared at the Ninth Uncle and walked straight inside.

"Your Highness..." The guards could no longer delay, so they lowered their heads and half-crouched beside the Ninth Prince. They huddled together, trying hard to reduce their presence, wishing that the Ninth Prince could not see them.

"Yeah." There was no ups and downs in the tone of the Ninth Prince's voice, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. Ignoring the guards' supporting hands, the Ninth Prince stood up from the ground by himself.

The fall was not severe. He was stunned on the ground without getting up because he could not believe that he was knocked down by Feng Qingchen. It was not until he fell to the ground that he reacted.

When did his defense become so weak? If Feng Qingchen had just wanted to kill him, his group would definitely be corpses.

Perhaps, he was only unguarded against Feng Qingchen.

The Ninth Prince laughed at himself, shook his head without even shaking off the dust on his body, and walked into the house. When he passed by the staff, the Ninth Prince paused and said, "Deduct one month's salary. The others will carry a hundred kilograms of weight and run three laps around the moat."

Those who dare to watch his fun are very brave.

"Yes, Your Highness." The aide lowered his head, not daring to let the Ninth Prince see him trying to hold back a laugh.

The staff was extremely grateful that these guards were smart and did not attack Feng Qingchen. If they had hurt Miss Feng, their punishment would have been more severe.

God help me, never let this happen again.

Although the servants in the Ninth Prince's Mansion were very tight-lipped, they could not hide the fact that the Ninth Prince was beaten to the ground by Feng Qingchen. Within half a day, everyone in the Nanling Imperial City knew about it.

Nanling Jinfan's bloodless face

Her face was rarely flushed: "It's a pity that Xiao Wang didn't see it with his own eyes."

Princess Mingwei's rosy face instantly lost its color, and she gritted her teeth and said, "She caused Uncle Nine to lose face so much, and Uncle Nine doesn't blame her?"

"What kind of shame is this? The Ninth Prince was even more embarrassed in Dongling because of Feng Qingchen. Uncle occupies niece's wife, and the Ninth Prince is the number one person in the Dongling royal family." Nanling Jinfan licked his lips, with an evil look on his face, and his slender eyes flashed with cold light: "Mingwei, if you plan well, it is not difficult to marry into the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Although the Ninth Prince holds Feng Qingchen in his arms, he will not marry her."

"Thank you, Royal Brother. Wei'er understands." Although Princess Mingwei had many objections, she did not dare to show it.

The brother and sister got together and planned how to plot against the Ninth Uncle.

After the Ninth Prince fell outside the door, the atmosphere in the villa became strange. The servants all lowered their heads, and even walked much more lightly than usual. They did trivial things very carefully, and when they saw the Ninth Prince, they hid far away, for fear of making him unhappy.

The Ninth Prince did not explain, and his body did not feel any colder. He asked someone to fetch some water, bathed again, and walked out feeling refreshed.

If the servants dared to look up, they would find that the Ninth Prince's facial expression was softer than usual.

Being able to meet Feng Qingchen in Nanling, even if he was knocked down by Feng Qingchen at the door, it did not affect the Ninth Prince's good mood. Besides, Feng Qingchen had the ability to knock him down, which showed that Feng Qingchen had the ability to protect himself. He would only be happy and not angry.

As for losing face? This was between him and Feng Qingchen. They just had to be happy and didn't care what others thought.

Unfortunately, the servants did not understand the Ninth Prince's feelings. After Feng Qingchen calmed down, he felt that he had gone too far at the door. As soon as he entered the villa, he hid himself and did not dare to see the Ninth Prince.

A smile flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes. He asked the servants to serve Feng Qingchen and went back to the study to handle official business.

Tonight, I finally don’t have to sleep alone.

Feng Qingchen had been avoiding him, even eating dinner in his room. The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows, ate slowly, and then took a walk in the yard.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the place where the Ninth Prince was walking was near Feng Qingchen's room, but he just walked around outside for a few times and didn't go in.

It was not until it was too dark to see anything that the Ninth Prince walked towards the room. He had only taken a few steps when the secret guard emerged from the corner and knelt on one knee in front of the Ninth Prince: "Your Majesty, Miss Feng is carrying the food box and walking towards the study."

The Ninth Prince gave the secret guard an approving look, turned around calmly, and returned to the study room from another way. In order to get ahead of Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince used Qinggong directly...

"The prince is really being awkward. Why doesn't he just say it directly?" The secret guard shook his head, looking unable to understand.

"The prince has always been like this. You know this for a long time. The prince never speaks directly and prefers people to guess. If they guess right, it's fine. If they guess wrong, it will be terrible." The secret guard who had just reported to the ninth uncle wiped his cold sweat and said, "I was really scared just now. I really thought the prince would be angry and blame me for meddling in other people's business."

"Don't be so proud, kid. I saw it clearly. The prince was very happy just now. You have made great progress." The secret guard said enviously, secretly cursing himself for being so timid.

"I also took a gamble. Whether I live or die depends on what the prince says. Fortunately, I won the gamble this time." Having said that, the pride in the eyes of the secret guard was still obvious.

"Don't worry, the prince is not only not angry, but also very happy. I guess we will all be rewarded afterwards." When the secret guard thought of the staff who were fined their salaries and the guards who were forced to run away, he sighed: Life is so beautiful.