Feng Qingchen has always been a stubborn and strong-willed woman. Although her temper has calmed down a lot after being with the Ninth Prince over the years, it does not mean that she has changed from an independent and strong woman to a woman who can only depend on the Ninth Prince.
Facing the Ninth Prince's arrogant behavior, Feng Qingchen did not obey but fought back. Since the Ninth Prince did not want her to come back, she did not want to see him, let alone complain to him.
After Feng Qingchen kicked the servant away, she turned around and walked out. On the way, she stopped a maid and asked her to lead her to the backyard so that she could wash and change her clothes.
"Young lady, please." Anyone who can work under the Ninth Prince is definitely not a fool. Seeing Feng Qingchen's murderous intent, how could the maid dare to offend Feng Qingchen? She lowered her head and led Feng Qingchen in a submissive manner.
On the way, he met Zhan Yan, who had received the news and rushed over. When Zhan Yan saw that Feng Qingchen was safe and sound, he cried and laughed, and kept talking about his worries and fears over the past month.
This is a normal reaction.
Feng Qingchen's expression eased a little. He exchanged a few words with Zhan Yan, told her not to worry about him, and then said he was going downstairs to wash up, saying he was tired.
"Go quickly. I'll look for you after you've rested well. We've been so worried about you during this period of time. If anything happens to you, I will never forgive myself." At that time, it was Feng Qingchen who led the bandits away, so that they had a chance to survive. Zhan Yan felt both respect and guilt towards Feng Qingchen.
They all knew that if a woman fell into the hands of bandits, her fate would be worse than death. If it were her, she would never be able to do it.
"The scourge has been around for thousands of years, but I can't die." Feng Qingchen said self-deprecatingly.
Speaking of which, she was really lucky. She was able to survive even when she fell into Nanling Jinfan's hands. This was not an easy thing.
"Nonsense, there is no one as good as you. Well, I won't say any more to you. Go back and pack your things. The Ninth Prince must have a lot to say to you." Zhan Yan blinked at Feng Qingchen with an ambiguous look on his face.
"Yeah." Feng Qingchen smiled in a way that only he understood.
She didn't know whether the Ninth Prince had anything to say to her. She only knew that the Ninth Prince was acting in a condescending manner, waiting for her to apologize.
But she doesn't think she is wrong, so... she will never bow her head.
Although the Ninth Prince was very indifferent to Feng Qingchen's return, the people below did not dare to neglect Feng Qingchen. When they heard Feng Qingchen say that she wanted to take a bath, someone immediately went to get hot water.
Looking at the empty bathtub, Feng Qingchen somehow thought of Feng Mansion again. If she were in Feng Mansion at this moment, the servants in the mansion would have prepared hot water long ago without her saying anything, so that no matter when she returned, there would be hot water to use.
She missed home so much, she wanted to go back. She regretted...
If I had known earlier, I should not have left Beijing. Even though I have to face that child every day, even though I feel uneasy and torture myself, it is still better than staying here.
It turns out that what is delivered to your door is not worth the money.
Plop... tears slid out from the corners of her eyes. Feng Qingchen raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but her tears kept falling harder and harder. Feng Qingchen simply squatted down and cried her heart out.
Feng Qingchen never learned how to cry loudly or shed tears. She looked so ugly every time she cried. Her eyes and nose were red, and her face was covered with snot and tears. So she didn't cry for others to see, she only cried for herself.
With her head buried between her legs, Feng Qingchen did not cry out loud, but the twitching of her shoulders made people understand how sad and upset she was at the moment.
She knew that she was too picky and negative, and that she thought the worst of the Ninth Prince, but she couldn't control herself.
The Ninth Prince's indifference and arrogance shattered her joy and expectations. The huge contrast made her unable to accept it, let alone remain calm.
She also wanted to look at this matter rationally, but she was a woman...she also had an emotional side.
Feng Qingchen didn't dare to cry for too long. She didn't want the servants of the Ninth Prince's Mansion to see her fragile and helpless side. After venting the depression in her heart, Feng Qingchen stood up and wiped the tears and snot from her face.
When the servant brought in water, Feng Qingchen turned his back and did not leave anyone to serve him.
After all the servants had left, Feng Qingchen took off his clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and sank into the water.
In fact, she didn't need to wash up. She had already bathed last night and wanted to come to see the Ninth Uncle fresh and clean today, but...
Gurgle...Gurgle.
Feng Qingchen blew bubbles in the water until she could hold it in no longer. Then she stood up from her heart and walked out of the bath with her long wet hair dragging.
Feng Qingchen's back was exposed to the air without any cover. Her slender waist and slightly raised buttocks were very suggestive. Her long hair was draped behind her, covering part of her beauty but unable to hide the hideous scar on her back.
At first, the Ninth Prince tried everything to remove the scar but failed. Now... the Ninth Prince seemed to have forgotten that Feng Qingchen was still waiting for the snow lotus from Beiling to be used as medicine to remove the scar on his back.
It's better not to see each other and let the feelings cool down for a while. It's not a bad thing for her. Too strong feelings will make her become unlike herself.
Picking up the clothes prepared by the servants, Feng Qingchen smiled silently, put them on slowly, then sat in front of the dressing table and carefully wiped her long hair.
Feng Qingchen's movements were very careful and slow. Half an hour had passed, and her long hair was still wet. Feng Qingchen was not in a hurry at all. She slowly wiped her hair in front of the mirror. Her hair was slightly red and swollen, and her eyes were slightly closed. No one knew what she was thinking...
The Ninth Prince was getting impatient waiting in the study and asked his servants to urge her. The servants reported back that Feng Qingchen was still getting dressed.
Feng Qingchen was bathing, and the secret guards could not watch her. The Ninth Prince had no idea how Feng Qingchen felt at the moment, so he could only suppress his anxiety and wait in the study...
Half an hour, then an hour passed. The Ninth Prince could still comfort himself by saying that Feng Qingchen wanted to dress herself up beautifully to see him, but now he didn't dare to say that.
One hour. No matter how gorgeously Feng Qingchen dresses up, it won’t take so much time.
The Ninth Prince sent his servant to ask again, and the news he got was that Miss Feng was tired and had taken a rest.
"Asleep? I've been waiting for you for so long, and you actually slept?" The Ninth Prince was so angry that he didn't even bother to teach Feng Qingchen a lesson. He angrily walked towards the courtyard where Feng Qingchen lived. Wherever he went...
The air was cold and chilly, leaves were falling, and the servants dodged.
The Ninth Prince didn’t understand what happened to Feng Qingchen. He was so eager to see him on the road, so why did he disappear after he arrived?
Did he give too much of a warning?
The Ninth Prince would never admit it. He knew Feng Qingchen and that she was eager to see him, so he made such a scene to wait for Feng Qingchen. He thought Feng Qingchen would give in, but unexpectedly, things went beyond his expectations and Feng Qingchen seemed dissatisfied.
The Ninth Prince felt somewhat uneasy, and his steps involuntarily became bigger...
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