1283 Return the favor and take revenge before leaving

Feng Qingchen stared with eyes wide open, gritting her teeth as she stared at the man who was holding her down...

Isn’t this too much?

She begged him like that last night, but he ignored her. Even when she took the initiative, he refused. He just didn't want to do it. But now he actually took advantage of her not paying attention and pushed her down. It was really shameless to the extreme.

If she wants to do it, she does it. If she doesn’t want to do it, she doesn’t do it. Is she so easy to bully?

Feng Qingchen angrily suppressed the pleasure of the ** and reached out to push the Ninth Prince down, but at this moment, the Ninth Prince thrust violently and pushed his entire root into her body, pushing back her complaints.

"Ah... Gently, be gentle! It's too deep." Feng Qingchen changed the action of pushing him away to hugging the Ninth Prince tightly.

It wasn't that she had any dirty thoughts, it was just that the Ninth Prince's action was too intense. He simply picked her up and let her sit astride him.

This position made it impossible for her to push the Ninth Prince away. She knew that this sleeping position was unscientific, and early in the morning, she was eaten clean by the Ninth Prince.

"No..." The Ninth Prince answered decisively, and to prove his words, each of his thrusts became more violent.

He pulled it out hard and thrust it in hard again, each time not being satisfied until he reached the deepest part of Feng Qingchen.

&Search "Fifth Literature" on Baidu to read the latest chapternbsp;Feng Qingchen's small mouth tightly bit that place. After not having sex for two months, that place seemed to be tighter. Swallowing and spitting made the Ninth Prince feel unprecedented satisfaction.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have been able to hold it in last night and I would have held it in until I almost died.

"Don't think about others." The Ninth Prince held Feng Qingchen's face, and after a fierce impact, he kissed Feng Qingchen's lips, kissing away all of Feng Qingchen's complaints.

Today, he wanted to settle all the accounts from last night and the night before, and have a good time no matter what. As for Feng Qingchen's complaints, he had already shut her up, so what else could she say...

When it comes to not being bound by worldly ethics, the Ninth Prince is definitely the first one. He doesn't care whether it is day or night. As long as he wants Feng Qingchen by his side, he will satisfy the desire in his heart.

At noon, the Ninth Prince finally got out of bed with a look of satisfaction on his face, while Feng Qingchen, on the other hand, was completely powerless, lying limply on the bed, with purple kiss marks all over his body, including on his neck.

Feng Qingchen lay on her back, watching Uncle Nine get up to pour her some water. She took a sip of tea from Uncle Nine's hand, moistened her throat, and then said, "How can I face people like this?"

His body was covered with teeth marks from the Ninth Prince's bite. If people didn't know him, they would think that the Ninth Prince was born in the year of the dog and loved to bite people so much.

"Then let's not go out." The Ninth Prince put the cup aside and hugged the person in his arms. His fingertips stroked the purple kiss mark on Feng Qingchen's back, and the smile in his eyes became more intense.

This woman has traces of him all over her body.

Feng Qingchen slapped the Ninth Uncle's hand away in annoyance: "You know that I have an appointment with Mr. Wenyuan and I will visit him this afternoon."

"Tell Mr. Wenyuan that you are not feeling well. Come another day." The back of the Ninth Prince's hand was red from being hit by Feng Qingchen, but he was not angry. Instead, he held Feng Qingchen's hand and checked it repeatedly, blaming him: "Don't hit so hard next time. It's not good to hurt your hand."

Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, looking at the profile of the Ninth Prince without blinking, her heart seemed to be hit by something, she couldn't breathe, her nose was sore, and she almost cried.

Although this man never said any sweet words, a subtle gesture or a casual word could move her for a long time.

"It's great to meet you." Feng Qingchen said silently in his heart.

Her "novel field" is updated the fastest, and the entire text is hand-typed. At this moment, she can't say anything. She just wants to lean on this man's arms and quietly enjoy the peace and happiness of this moment.

The Ninth Prince didn't know what was wrong with Feng Qingchen, but he was happy to see that she was so attached to him. He ignored the rising sun outside and just hugged Feng Qingchen, looking at her quietly.

The two heads were pressed tightly together, and the bodies were also pressed together, without a single gap.

At this moment, time is quiet and good...

The two of them spent most of the day in the room, and then... In order to keep an appointment with Mr. Wen Yuan, Feng Qingchen didn't even have time to eat. He became busy and quickly washed and changed his clothes to avoid being late.

"It's all your fault. You made me rush. If I were late, Mr. Wenyuan would definitely think I was arrogant." Feng Qingchen changed into a high-necked green dress.

Although it is strange to wear a turtleneck in this season, this dress is simple and generous, with a bit of literary unrestrainedness, which is just the temperament that Feng Qingchen can support, so it doesn't look awkward when she wears it.

"I won't be late. The time is just right." The Ninth Prince said with a serious face.

According to him, he should not accept Mr. Wenyuan's invitation because... Mr. Wenyuan did not invite him, and he naturally would not go to be ridiculed by Mr. Wenyuan.

The Ninth Prince respected Mr. Wenyuan, otherwise he would not have allowed Mr. Wenyuan to humiliate him without getting angry, but would have just responded passively.

After Feng Qingchen finished dressing up, she checked the gifts for Mr. Wenyuan again. The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were all top-quality, and the two paintings and calligraphy were also unique pieces. They were all purchased according to Mr. Wenyuan's preferences.

Of course, these were all prepared by the Ninth Prince, who was originally intended to give them to Mr. Wenyuan. Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince was not liked by Mr. Wenyuan and has not yet entered Mr. Wenyuan's door.

"I'm leaving. Wait for me to come back." Before leaving, Feng Qingchen kissed the Ninth Prince on the face. The Ninth Prince was stunned on the spot. When he came to his senses, Feng Qingchen had already walked out the door.

The Ninth Prince stood where he was, foolishly reaching out his hand to touch the place where Feng Qingchen had kissed him, and secretly decided in his heart that from now on, no matter who of them went out, they would kiss the other before leaving. Although it was not logical, he liked it.

Feng Qingchen went out to meet Mr. Wenyuan, and the Ninth Prince returned to his study to deal with the unfinished official business from yesterday.

Although Mr. Wenyuan agreed to go to Dongling, it would take more than a day or two to leave. During this time, the Ninth Prince also planned to finish up what he had done before.

Nanling Jinfan gave him such a big gift when he entered the city. Before he left, he had to return a gift to Nanling Jinfan, otherwise it would be unworthy of the four words "reciprocity".

The Ninth Prince took out a thick volume of "Records of the Grand Historian" from the bookshelf, and took out a letter from it. The sealing wax and ink on the letter were intact, and it was definitely not opened.

The Ninth Prince took out a Book of Poetry from the bookshelf, put the letter in the book, and called the secret guard: "Give this letter to Prince Jinxing and tell him that this is a gift from me to him, and I congratulate him in advance on his becoming the crown prince."

In other words, this letter is enough to decide who will be the Crown Prince of Nanling.

The secret guard's eyes widened, he took the letter respectfully, and said solemnly: "I will definitely hand the letter to Prince Jinxing personally."

After the secret guards left, the Ninth Prince called in his staff again: "Tell the Black Cavalry that they can show up now, lead the people from Beiling to the border between Dongling and Nanling, and then sneak into Nanling to meet me."

The way here was dangerous, and the way back would not be peaceful. The Ninth Prince needed the Black Cavalry to protect the expansion. As for how the Black Cavalry was going to sneak into Nanling, the Ninth Prince did not need to worry about it. Nanling Jinxing would naturally help him...

A word to readers: There is still one more update and it will be very late, so don’t wait any longer and go to bed early!