1363 Cold-blooded, what's so good about the Ninth Prince

Although the appearance of Prince Luo was beyond Feng Qingchen's expectations, Feng Qingchen was not panicked. Even if the secret guards and Zuo An were not there, there was still Young Marshal Si.

As long as King Luo is not as barbaric as her and just picks up the sword and kills people without saying anything, then she has nothing to be afraid of.

Feng Qingchen ignored the murderous Dong Ling Ziluo, put the cup upside down on the table, poured two cups of water, and pushed one of them in the direction of King Luo: "King Luo, please sit down."

Calm and composed, as if a friend is coming from afar.

Dong Ling Zi Luo's eyes flickered slightly. He admired Feng Qing Chen's calmness, but now he wanted an answer more: "Feng Qing Chen, you haven't told me why yet?"

Feng Qingchen chuckled, blinked at King Luo, and said slowly: "What do you want me to say? You asked me why I wanted to frame the queen, but first ask why the queen wants my life. Why does your sister target me everywhere? My reason is the same as theirs."

The grudges between them have been going on for a long time. Just because they don't fight or kill each other doesn't mean they can coexist peacefully. They are always keeping an eye on each other and will kill each other if they get the chance.

The Queen and Princess Anping had attacked her more than once. What? The Queen was only allowed to kill her, but Feng Qingchen was not allowed to fight back?

Prince Luo was startled, then said forcefully: "Feng Qingchen, although my mother is targeting you everywhere, she didn't want your life. Anping is not your opponent either, why do you want to kill him?"

"Didn't take my life? Your Highness Prince Luo, you are wrong. The Queen didn't not take my life, but she couldn't. What? Does the Queen have to force me to death?" People are so strange. Just because she was alive and the Queen died, the fault was all hers, and everything the Queen did can be forgiven.

"Lord Luo, you know better than anyone how many times the Queen has done something bad to me in the past two years. You can't erase everything the Queen has done to me just because I'm not dead."

Feng Qingchen's imposing aura, his dark eyes were cold and firm, which reminded Dong Ling Ziluo of the time when Feng Qingchen threatened him in front of the palace.

This woman has never been easy to bully, but he did not expect that Feng Qingchen's counterattack would be so fierce. Thinking of his mother's tragic death and his sister's crying eyes, Prince Luo's eyes were red.

"Feng Qingchen, even if my mother was wrong, she is dead now, but you are still alive and well. My mother is in disgrace, but you are still enjoying glory and honor." He wanted to avenge his mother, but he just couldn't do it. He didn't want Feng Qingchen to die both for public and private reasons.

"Prince Luo, you said the wrong thing. Although the Queen has fallen into disgrace, I am not much better off. When has my reputation ever been better? And who is responsible for my current situation?" Feng Qingchen had a calm expression and picked up the tea on the table and drank it all.

She's not thirsty, she's nervous.

Luo Wang looked scary now, crazy and calm. She didn't know what he would do next. The people around her were sent away by Luo Wang, and Si Cheng, the bastard, hadn't come yet. If she fought Luo Wang with her ability, she would definitely suffer.

Damn Shou Sicheng, even if the two courtyards are far apart, this group should have arrived by now.

Feng Qingchen gnashed his teeth, but Dong Ling Ziluo became calmer and put away the long sword in his hand. He looked at Feng Qingchen without blinking: "Feng Qingchen, my mother is dead, and I am not the noble and unparalleled King Luo. Are you satisfied with this?"

These words sounded like a request for peace. Feng Qingchen was puzzled and said tentatively, "Lord Luo, you are joking. I have nothing to complain about. I am lucky to be alive.

It's not that the Queen is merciful and let me go. Your Highness Prince Luo, why did you come to see me today?"

If he wanted revenge, he wouldn't say so much nonsense and would just stab her to death with a sword.

"Of course it's revenge. You killed my mother. Do you think I would still marry you? Feng Qingchen, do you know that I originally wanted to take you as my concubine after I ascended the throne?" Dong Ling Zi Luo's handsome face showed a sarcastic smile, and it was unclear whether he was laughing at himself or at Feng Qingchen.

Take me as your concubine? I thank your whole family. Fortunately, you didn't become the emperor. Feng Qingchen almost choked to death on the tea.

"Your Highness Prince Luo, are you lying to yourself or to me? The Queen Mother asked me to accompany Princess Anping to marry in Beiling, and you even said that you would take me as your concubine after you ascend the throne. Do you think I will believe it?" She was more and more confused about what Prince Luo was planning. Did he think they could still cooperate?

"I didn't know in advance that you were going to marry Beiling as a dowry. If I had known, I would have stopped it." Prince Luo did not lie. It was Princess Mingwei's idea to send Feng Qingchen away, and it had nothing to do with Prince Luo.

"So what? Things have already happened. What's the point of King Luo saying this?" Feng Qingchen observed the changes in King Luo while counting silently in his heart, his eyes wandering uncontrollably.

I thought that Prince Luo would be in a bad mood due to the loss of his mother, but I didn't expect that he was still very smart. Seeing Feng Qingchen like this, he guessed her thoughts and rudely broke her delusion: "Feng Qingchen, don't wait, no one will come to save you. I have someone entangle Young Marshal Si, so even if he finds out that there is something wrong with you, he can't come."

Feng Qingchen's eyelids twitched, but he forced himself to remain calm: "Lord Luo, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"You are a smart man, why do you have to pretend to be stupid in front of me. Qingchen, are you sure you want to be my enemy? What's so good about the Ninth Prince?" Dong Ling Ziluo walked step by step to Feng Qingchen and sat down opposite Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen was not afraid of the furious King Luo. At most, they could have a fight. But Feng Qingchen was afraid of such King Luo from the bottom of his heart.

If he could let go of even the revenge for his mother's murder, what else could King Luo not let go of? Feng Qingchen quietly raised her left leg, pulled out a dagger from her boot, quietly put it behind her back, and looked at King Luo warily.

"Your Highness Prince Luo, why did you come here today? Just tell me, I'm very confused." Feng Qingchen was sure that Prince Luo was not here to avenge his mother's death, otherwise he would have taken action long ago.

Prince Luo did not answer directly, but asked: "Feng Qingchen, do you know how Zichun died?"

"Your Highness Prince Chun? Didn't he die at the hands of bandits?" Faced with Prince Luo's intermittent questions, Feng Qingchen had to concentrate on answering them, so as not to let Prince Luo discover her plan.

Dong Ling Zi Luo said sarcastically, "Bandits? Which bandit is so brave as to attack the prince? Considering the emperor's love for Zi Chun, do you think Zi Chun only has ordinary guards around him? If they are really bandits, they can't kill Zi Chun even if they have great abilities."

"You mean..." Feng Qingchen replied absentmindedly. She was thinking about how to get out of this situation, but King Luo's next words made her feel cold all over.

"It was the Ninth Imperial Uncle. He took Zichun's life to provoke my father, causing him to vent his anger on me and Prince Zhou. Then he exposed the incident at the city gate and used it to destroy me and Prince Zhou." Prince Luo was very sure. Seeing Feng Qingchen's unbelievable eyes, he said, "Feng Qingchen, who do you think will benefit the most after this incident breaks out?"

The person who makes the most profit is naturally the most suspicious!