1337 Playing with Fire, who is more pitiful, the Ninth Prince or Feng Qingchen

While Prince Qing, Yun Xiao and others were suffering, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen had already taken Zuo An and Dou Dou on a boat northward.

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen hurried back to the capital, not because they were afraid of revenge from the King of Jiangnan and the Valley Master, but because they received Wang Jinling's letter. Plus, the King of Jiangnan and the King of Qing were really well behaved, and there was nothing for Jiangnan to do, so it was better to return to the capital early.

Wang Jinling's letter to the Ninth Prince said two things. First, the truth about Mr. Wenyuan's death had been revealed, and a deputy master of the Jixia Academy had pleaded guilty. This matter would no longer affect the Ninth Prince. He had sent someone to pass the news back to Dongling, so the Ninth Prince could return to the city without worry.

This is a big deal, but the other thing is quite interesting.

Zhan Yan is engaged, and the person she is engaged to is Nanling Jinxing. Nanling Jinxing personally comes to propose marriage and agrees to marry Zhan Yan after three years.

Although Nanling Jinxing is not the crown prince yet, his identity is set in stone. When Nanling Jinxing said he wanted to marry Zhan Yan, it would be better to say that he offered the position of Nanling Queen Mother and formed an alliance with the Zhan family in exchange for Wang Jinling's favor.

After Mr. Wenyuan's death, the Zhan family needed a strong helper. Nanling Jinxing was undoubtedly the best choice. After asking Zhan Yan for her opinion and seeing that Zhan Yan did not refuse, the marriage was settled.

"It's beyond my expectation that Zhan Yan would agree to marry Nanling Jinxing." Feng Qingchen felt that the world was full of surprises. She thought Zhan Yan should hold on a little longer. Even an outsider like her could see how deeply Zhan Yan loved Wang Jinling.

“For Zhan Yan, Nanling Jinxing is the best choice. With Nanling Jinxing as a support, the Zhan family dare not neglect Zhan Yan.” From this marriage, the Ninth Prince could see that it should be arranged by Wang Jinling, and the purpose was naturally to let Zhan Yan live a better life in the Zhan family.

Although Wang Jinling has a certain deterrent power, the Zhan family is in Dongling after all. Even if Wang Jinling wants to help Zhan Yan, he cannot do everything.

Wang Jinling has truly done his best for Mr. Wenyuan and Zhan Yan. Without Wang Jinling's intervention, Nanling Jinxing could find a wife with better conditions based on his current status in Nanling.

Feng Qingchen also thought of this. Although she felt a little regretful that Zhan Yan did not end up with Wang Jinling, she was still happy for Zhan Yan: "It's a good thing that Zhan Yan has a good home. She is a good girl." She hoped that Jinxing would know how to cherish her.

The Ninth Prince smiled but did not reply. As the saying goes, only the person who drinks the water knows whether it is hot or cold. Whether marrying Nanling Jinxing is a good choice depends on whether Zhan Yan has the means to manage this marriage of interests more securely.

They went south to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were not in the mood to go north. Although they were not traveling day and night, the schedule was still quite tight. A month's journey was completed in twenty days.

Feng Qingchen set out from the imperial city in late summer and early autumn, and returned in late autumn and winter solstice. Most of the time was spent on the road, and it only took a few days to actually do the work.

Feng Qingchen swore that if the Ninth Prince ascended the throne and ruled the world one day, she would definitely build roads, find someone to invent the steam engine, and promote the industrial revolution. She would not think about airplanes, but she would still think about four-wheeled classic cars.

Riding a horse is very cool, but riding a horse at a fast speed is extremely harmful to the body. Not only will the whole body be shaken apart, but the inner thighs will also be rubbed bloody. The pain was so severe that Feng Qingchen did not dare to take a shower. She could only wipe her body casually and apply medicine to herself before the Ninth Prince returned to his room.

Traveling day and night, although the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen slept in the same bed, they only slept. The Ninth Prince was worried that Feng Qingchen would be tired at night. Feng Qingchen was not energetic during the day and was always very gentlemanly.

Feng Qingchen did not tell anyone about her injury. She rode horses like everyone else every day without any signs of anything unusual. The Ninth Prince had never noticed that Feng Qingchen had an injury on her leg.

It was not until the day before entering the city that the Ninth Prince returned to his room early and discovered the whole matter.

When the Ninth Prince returned to his room, Feng Qingchen had already changed the medicine, but the bloody bandage had not been dealt with.

"Are you injured?" The Ninth Prince was sure that there was no one else in the room.

"It's just a minor injury, and it's been bandaged." Although Feng Qingchen tried to hide the fact that he was injured, he didn't care when he was caught, and he told it generously.

In Feng Qingchen's opinion, this was really a minor injury. Anyway, as a doctor, she would not die from such a minor injury.

"Where are you injured? Let me see." The Ninth Prince saw the dark red bloodstains on the bandage and knew that it was not an injury he had just suffered. He felt a little annoyed and wondered why he hadn't discovered that Feng Qingchen was injured earlier.

"I've bandaged it. You can see it tomorrow." The wound was on the inside of the thigh, and Feng Qingchen really didn't want to let the Ninth Prince see it. That area was too... sensitive!

The Ninth Prince carefully looked at Feng Qingchen from head to toe, and finally fixed his eyes between Feng Qingchen's legs: "Did you get chafed while riding a horse?"

Apart from this place, the Ninth Prince couldn't think of where else Feng Qingchen was injured, so he wouldn't be unaware of it.

The fiery look made Feng Qingchen blush uncontrollably.

Damn, there are so many places where you could be injured, but you have to get hurt in such an embarrassing place.

"Yes, yes." Feng Qingchen had no choice but to nod under the pressure of the Ninth Prince.

"Lie down and let me see you." The Ninth Prince pulled Feng Qingchen to the bed without saying anything, held her still, and reached out to take off Feng Qingchen's pants.

If this was to tease her and caress her before taking off her clothes, Feng Qingchen would not be pretentious at all. But he took off her pants right away. No matter how generous Feng Qingchen was, she couldn't help feeling shy and held down her pants.

"I've already bandaged it, what are you looking at? I'm a doctor myself, I won't joke with my own body." Feng Qingchen refused to give in, and the Ninth Prince also refused to give in: "Let me see how serious the injury is."

The Ninth Prince could not feel at ease if he did not see the injury on Feng Qingchen's leg. They had been riding for more than a day or two, and Feng Qingchen had not been injured recently. He was the person closest to Feng Qingchen, but he did not notice that Feng Qingchen had any injuries. He felt guilty, and only when he saw with his own eyes that Feng Qingchen's injuries were not serious could he feel a little relieved.

"It's really okay. Let's see if it's okay tomorrow. If we remove the bandage now, we'll have to re-bandage it later. It's a waste of time." They will be heading into the city tomorrow. Both she and the Ninth Prince need to get enough rest because they have a tough battle to fight tomorrow.

"It won't be long. I will help you wrap it up after I take it off." The Ninth Prince secretly exerted force, holding Feng Qingchen down with one hand and pulling down Feng Qingchen's pants with the other hand.

The snow-white legs were exposed in front of the Ninth Prince, with nothing on her lower body except a small piece of cloth covering her private parts. The Ninth Prince's eyes changed, and his breath became slightly unstable.

He could only be hugged and not touched for more than twenty days. One can imagine how great an impact this scene had on the Ninth Prince. If he had no reaction, there would be something fishy going on.

"You bastard." Feng Qingchen felt embarrassed and annoyed when she realized that something was wrong with the Ninth Uncle.

What is this? I was just checking the injuries, but it turned into something else as I was checking them.

"Ahem..." The Ninth Prince cleared his throat to ease his embarrassment: "The injury is so serious, why didn't you tell me earlier?" The Ninth Prince pointed to the injured area and asked seriously.

"You are not a doctor, what's the point of talking to you? I am a doctor and I know my limits." Feng Qingchen came to his senses and kicked the Ninth Uncle, telling him not to let go.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Go take a shower and rest early. We will be busy tomorrow." Feng Qingchen yawned, rolled over, and took the opportunity to escape from the clutches of the Ninth Prince.

"No, I have to open it up and take a look." Feng Qingchen was wrapped in layers and it was impossible to tell how serious his injuries were. The Ninth Prince was still worried.

Now that it has come to this, we must see it through to the end.

"No... Can we do it another day? It's late today and I'm very tired." Feng Qingchen yawned repeatedly, indicating that she was really tired.

"Just sleep. I won't hurt you." The Ninth Prince said without giving any room for rejection.

The secret guard who had just finished his shift was preparing to go downstairs to rest. When he heard this before leaving, he almost fell off the wall. He thought to himself: The Ninth Prince is unsatisfied again. He is about to return to the capital, but he still doesn't let Miss Feng go. Miss Feng is so pitiful!

Faced with the Ninth Prince's tough attitude, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to compromise. She lay flat on the bed and let the Ninth Prince remove the bandage on her thigh.

Although the Ninth Prince's skill in removing the bandages was good and he didn't hurt her, but...

The part of her body that was injured was sensitive. Even though the wound didn't hurt, she couldn't stay calm under the Ninth Prince's subtle touch.

Once again, the ninth uncle's little finger slid across the base of Feng Qingchen's thigh. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but tremble slightly, and gritted her teeth and said, "Can you please stop touching me?"

"It's an accident." The Ninth Prince answered very seriously, leaving Feng Qingchen with no place to vent his anger. He could only grit his teeth to avoid embarrassment.

When Feng Qingchen couldn't see, a smile flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

Feng Qingchen's injury was not serious, it was just that he had not had a good rest, so the wound kept recurring. After the Ninth Prince confirmed it, he re-bandaged the wound with satisfaction, and of course he couldn't avoid teasing him again.

When the Ninth Prince had finished wrapping Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were seductive, and her heartbeat became faster. Seeing this, the Ninth Prince was very happy. He leaned over and pecked Feng Qingchen's lips lightly, and said seriously: "I know you want it, but you are injured. Be good and bear it. When your injury is healed, I will compensate you."

Only the Ninth Prince could speak such inappropriate words in such a serious manner.

It was clearly Uncle Nine who caused the trouble, but he pushed the blame onto her. Feng Qingchen was very angry. When Uncle Nine finished kissing her and wanted to leave, Feng Qingchen reached out and hugged Uncle Nine's neck, smiled coquettishly, lowered her voice, and said in an absolutely seductive tone: "But I want it now, what should I do?"

As she spoke, Feng Qingchen held the Ninth Prince's lips, gently licked his lips with the tip of her tongue, pried open his teeth, and then successfully entangled her lips and tongue with his, not letting go until she was almost out of breath.

Her hand slipped into Uncle Nine's clothes and pressed on his chest. Feng Qingchen smiled happily: "What should I do? Your heart is beating so fast, are you craving it?"

"Feng Qingchen, don't play with fire." The Ninth Prince's whole body felt like it was on fire. A hot current surged in his lower abdomen, making him almost unable to stand. He wished he could crush Feng Qingchen right now.

"I'm not the one playing with fire." Feng Qingchen exerted a little force, and the Ninth Prince pressed on Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen held the Ninth Prince's ear and bit it gently, then whispered in the Ninth Prince's ear: "Go take a cold shower, it's not good to hold it in."

After saying this, she pushed the person away with extreme ruthlessness, as arrogant as a queen.

The Ninth Prince was so annoyed, but when he met Feng Qingchen's innocent eyes, he could only endure it, because Feng Qingchen was injured in both legs.

"Just wait for me." The Ninth Prince bit Feng Qingchen's lips hard, but Feng Qingchen was not afraid and gave him a provocative look in return.

Splash... splash, buckets of cold water poured down from his head, finally extinguishing the Ninth Prince's lust.

When the secret guards heard the sound, they knew that the Ninth Uncle was kicked off the bed again, and they silently mourned for him in their hearts.

Poor master!

A word to readers: I have a slight heat stroke, so there will only be two updates today!