1284 I have a crush on you, please let me go



1284 Secret Love, Please Let Me Go

Nanling Jinxing helped the Ninth Prince arrange the Black Cavalry to come in, which definitely had the suspicion of selling out Nanling's interests, but...

In many cases, in their eyes, personal interests are higher than national interests. If necessary, they will definitely sell out national interests for personal interests, but will not sell out personal interests for national interests.

This has nothing to do with patriotism, but rather personal interests. In the struggle for power, some seemingly unimportant sacrifices may become a fatal blow. Before they reach that position, they don't mind cooperating with their opponents.

Besides, there are only a thousand Black Knights. No matter how powerful they are, they can't break into the Nanling Imperial City. Nanling Jinxing won't do anything because these thousand people will betray or offend the Ninth Prince. After all, they are still allies and are tied to the same boat.

There are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests. Before Nanling Jinxing took the throne, his enemy was not the Ninth Uncle or Dongling, but Nanling Jinfan. What he had to do was to do everything he could to bring Nanling Jinfan down.

When the staff heard the Ninth Prince's orders one by one, they knew that the Ninth Prince was going to take action against Nanling, and they nodded heavily, saying that they would get the matter done.

The Ninth Prince Uncle has been keeping a low profile in Nanling for about a month. The royal family of Nanling respects him on the surface, but secretly they are plotting all kinds of things against him and do not take the Ninth Prince Uncle seriously. If the Ninth Prince Uncle does not fight back, he will not be the Ninth Prince Uncle anymore.

Of course, even if the Nanling royal family treats the Ninth Uncle as a big shot, the Ninth Uncle will still do what he should do, but the target will be different.

Nanling Jinfan, just wish you good luck!

The Ninth Prince has already made a plan against Nanling Jinfan, while on the other side, Nanling Jinfan also has means to target Fa Feng Qingchen.

"Mingwei, remember, you must tell Mr. Wenyuan today about the affair between the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. You must not let Mr. Wenyuan continue to think highly of Feng Qingchen." Nanling Jinfan sent Princess Mingwei to the outside of Mr. Wenyuan's house and mentioned it again with concern.

Princess Mingwei bowed her head and responded with an obedient look. Nanling Jinfan nodded with satisfaction. Fearing that Princess Mingwei might pretend to obey but actually disobey, he forgot to threaten her before getting off the car: "Remember, if the Ninth Prince refuses to marry you, you can only marry General Fei's son."

General Fei is a general who holds military power in Nanling, but his son did not inherit his father's bravery. Although he has good martial arts skills, he uses them all to deal with women.

General Fei's son was a well-known playboy, who was extremely cruel in playing with women, especially girls. Over the years, no less than a hundred girls had died in his hands. He was known for his cruelty. But he had a powerful father who could handle anything unless the matter was brought to the palace.

When Princess Mingwei heard this, although she tried her best to remain calm, her body could not help but tremble. It was because she was extremely scared that she did that.

Nanling Jinfan gave a cruel smile and turned away.

"Princess?" The maid beside Princess Mingwei said in a crying voice.

Their princess is such a good person, but she happened to meet such a father and brother.

Princess Mingwei sighed deeply and smiled faintly: "Let's go."

She didn't want to accept her fate and wanted to fight for it, but last night's situation and Mr. Wenyuan's attitude made her realize that she had no advantage at all and the Ninth Prince didn't even care about her.

Before Feng Qingchen was gone, she could still deceive herself by saying that the Ninth Prince was always so cold towards women, and that he was good to her, at least he was willing to let her get close to him, but...

Seeing the Ninth Prince's attitude towards Feng Qingchen, Princess Mingwei finally understood that, if the Ninth Prince was kind to a woman, he would praise her to the sky, but that woman would not be her.

From the beginning to the end, in the eyes of the Ninth Prince, she was just a chess piece, who could be teased when needed. As a chess piece, she had to be aware of being a chess piece.

She is not Feng Qingchen. Even if she has the favor of Mr. Wenyuan, she cannot escape her fate. Some things cannot be changed no matter how hard she tries...

Feng Qingchen arrived on time. Although she was not late, she was not early either. In fact, this was considered rude, so as soon as she came in, she apologized to Mr. Wen Yuan.

Mr. Wenyuan certainly wouldn't get angry over such a small matter, but today he deliberately put on a stern face and lectured: "Just know that you are being rude. I won't bother with a little girl like you. Just tell me which came first, the chicken or the egg."

"This... I really don't know." Feng Qingchen was about to cry. If she had known earlier, she would not have asked such a tricky question.

The Ninth Prince just interrogated me last night, and now Mr. Wenyuan is here again. This is really...

Mr. Wenyuan frowned: "Don't know? Why would you ask such a question if you don't know?"

Like the Ninth Uncle, Mr. Wenyuan also did not believe Feng Qingchen's words and insisted that Feng Qingchen had the answer.

There was no way. He thought about it for a whole day and night, but still couldn't figure out how to answer this question. It seemed that no matter what he said, it made sense, but also made no sense.

Feng Qingchen saw the dark circles under Mr. Wenyuan's eyes and knew that he didn't sleep well last night. He felt very upset and bowed to Mr. Wenyuan. He said apologetically, "Sir, I really don't know the answer to this question. Please forgive me. I don't mean to make things difficult for you. It's just that you are very knowledgeable. I really don't know what else can be difficult for you."

In fact, she could also ask questions like how far the sky is from the earth, how many stars there are in the sky, etc. However, once she asked such questions, it would be obvious that she was deliberately making things difficult and people would laugh at her.

The question of whether the chicken or the egg came first is relatively close to life, and it is a trap that you cannot escape no matter how you answer it.

There is an answer, but no matter what the answer is, it is wrong. This is what Feng Qingchen wanted, but... she didn't expect that because of this question, Mr. Wen Yuan couldn't sleep all night.

Feng Qingchen secretly glanced at Mr. Wenyuan and saw that Mr. Wenyuan was frowning. Just as he was thinking about how to comfort him, a clear female voice sounded behind him: "Dad, please don't embarrass Miss Feng. Miss Feng is about to cry. If you act like this, Miss Feng will never dare to come as a guest next time."

The woman's voice was clear and bright. Just by listening to her voice, one could tell that she was a bright and optimistic woman. Feng Qingchen turned his head and met the woman's gentle and smiling eyes.

The woman smiled gently at Feng Qingchen: "I have heard of Miss Feng's name for a long time, and today I finally see her."

"Miss Zhan, you are too polite." When Feng Qingchen heard the woman call Mr. Wenyuan father, he knew that she was a daughter of the Zhan family and that Mr. Wenyuan was from the Zhan family of Nanling.

"Don't call me Miss, Miss Feng, if you don't mind, just call me Xiaoyan. My maiden name is Yan."

Zhan Yan's smile was very serene, like a spring breeze that made people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts. Standing next to Princess Ming Wei, she did not lose any momentum, and it was obvious that she was well-educated.

But what did the sadness that flashed across Miss Zhan’s eyes when she looked at her mean?

Has she seen this Miss Zhan?


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