A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1442 Young Master, Various Black Hands

"Which one?"

Feng Qingchen tilted her head, looking confused. What important information did she miss, or what made the Ninth Prince so fearless?

The Ninth Prince smiled lightly and turned to wash his hands.

Want to know? I won’t tell you.

The Ninth Prince deliberately slowed down his speed and washed very seriously. He thought Feng Qingchen would be impatient and ask about it, but...

He is one year older and his temperament has become more stable. This trick is no longer useful against Feng Qingchen.

Alas... The Ninth Prince sighed softly, wiped the water stains on his hands, turned around and said: "Qingchen, what you don't understand is that although the Shenji Camp obeys my orders, it is the intelligence department of Dongling. I am just taking over the Shenji Camp."

so……

"Will those people hold the emperor responsible?" Feng Qingchen opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the Ninth Uncle.

No wonder the Ninth Prince was not worried at all, it turned out that someone had already taken the blame.

The Shenjiying is Dongling’s intelligence unit. Of course, the Emperor of Dongling is responsible for what the Shenjiying does. By then, even if the emperor has a thousand mouths, he will not be able to explain it clearly.

How insidious! She thought the Ninth Prince had not taken revenge on Emperor Dongling, but it turns out the cruelest one is here!

"I don't know about that. It's their business who they want to settle accounts with. I have no say and I can't interfere." The Ninth Prince walked up to Feng Qingchen, pulled her up, held her in his arms, and then sat down in her original position: "Qingchen, don't worry, I won't put myself in danger, not even for you."

With his hands on Feng Qingchen's lower abdomen, his eyes were calm. Even for the sake of their child, he had to be steady so that Feng Qingchen could feel at ease and give birth to his child.

"You... are so insidious." Feng Qingchen thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a more appropriate word than this.

"Madam, you are praised."

"I'm not praising you."

"It doesn't matter. As long as I think it's a compliment, that's fine."

"You are so shameless."

"Ma'am, once a day is enough."

…

The two of them stayed in the study, talking about meaningless things, until the housekeeper reminded them that it was time for dinner, and then they realized that it was dark.

Embarrassing, they stayed in the room all day and did nothing.

No, there is a painting.

That night, Feng Qingchen stayed at the Ninth Prince's Mansion. The happiest person was not the Ninth Prince's Uncle, but the servants and secret guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

The prince is full, so he should be in a good mood and won't torment them anymore, right? They should be able to have a good life for two days, right?

Everyone was looking forward to it, but the result...

"I forgot to tell you, I'm having a little day today." When the Ninth Prince approached, Feng Qingchen smiled innocently. The Ninth Prince's face immediately darkened, and the little brother who held his head high also wilted: "You lied to me?"

You can't play with people like this. He has been looking forward to it for a long time and has been excited for a long time. Only when he picked up his gun and went into battle did he say no. This would cost people's lives.

"There's no need to lie to you about this kind of thing." Seeing the majestic Ninth Prince transform into a wronged young wife, she felt extremely happy.

"Feng Qingchen, you did it on purpose." The Ninth Prince bit Feng Qingchen hatefully to vent his dissatisfaction.

You can't afford to hurt a man who is unsatisfied.

The Ninth Prince bit Feng Qingchen's neck, not using much force, but his hot breath sprayed on her neck, making her feel tingling. Feng Qingchen immediately burst into laughter and kept pushing the Ninth Prince away: "Okay, okay, stop it, I really didn't mean it, this is such a coincidence."

"You said you didn't mean it. I was still wondering why you were willing to stay today. It turns out..." The Ninth Prince was so angry that he almost lost his temper.

Feng Qingchen often came to the palace to watch him eat recently, but rarely stayed overnight. Only tonight did he stay obediently, but...

It is more painful to see but not be able to eat than to neither see nor eat.

"Then I'll leave now?" Feng Qingchen pretended to stand up, and the Ninth Prince reached out and hugged her into his arms: "Don't leave. If you can't eat, I'll hold you in my arms."

“……”This man is so… cute.

While the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were deeply in love, Jing Yang was in a state of anxiety. He had been in Dongling for a long time, and if he didn't leave, he would surely arouse suspicion.

"How deep is the relationship between Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince?" Jing Yang once again asked Lu Shaolin, the man who was said to be his aunt's confidant.

"Young Master, the Ninth Prince saved Feng Qingchen's life." Lu Shaolin recounted the story of how the Ninth Prince saved Feng Qingchen from his hands.

As for the matter of making money from clothes in the palace, Lu Shaolin could not find out. At that time, he had not paid any attention to Feng Qingchen at all, nor did he think that a woman who was cast into the dust like that could ever rise again.

"Why didn't you kill Feng Qingchen at that time." If Feng Qingchen died, things wouldn't be so troublesome.

Without Feng Qingchen, Dong Lingjiu would have no descendants in this life. He could wait until Dong Lingjiu died and pass the throne to his son.

“……” Lu Shaolin looked at the tip of the shoe silently.

At that time, he knew nothing. Why would he kill Feng Qingchen for no reason? Wouldn't that just reveal his true identity?

Jing Yang also knew that he was taking his anger out on others, and he cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment: "According to you, Feng Qingchen is just grateful to Dong Lingjiu, not in love with him?"

Lu Shaolin knew that Jing Yang looked good-tempered but was actually violent, so he did not dare to refute and nodded repeatedly. He also took the initiative to find excuses for Jing Yang: "If it were not for gratitude, Miss Feng would not follow the Ninth Emperor Uncle without a name or status."

The more Lu Shaolin talked, the more he felt that this was the case, and he continued, "Big... ahem, Patriarch Wang loves Miss Feng and even asked for her hand in marriage. The Yun family also sent people to ask for Feng Qingchen to be the wife of Yun Xiao. But Miss Feng refused. Now Yun Xiao has given up his position as Patriarch of the Yun family and is running the academy in Jiangnan for Miss Feng."

"Dong Lingjiu is really lucky." After hearing this, Jing Yang felt much better.

This at least shows that he is not worse than Dong Lingjiu, but he came too late and cannot help Feng Qingchen. If...

"Is Feng Qingchen sure he wants to go to Beiling? Will Dong Lingjiu release him?" Dongling is Dong Lingjiu's territory. He is restricted everywhere here, but it is hard to say when he goes to Beiling.

Although his power in Beiling is not as strong as that of the Fengli clan, it is definitely stronger than the nine clans in Dongling. If Feng Qingchen needs help in Beiling, he can only turn to him.

"Yes, the emperor has issued an edict. The Ninth Prince even fell ill because of this and had a quarrel with the emperor. The emperor did not withdraw the edict, and Feng Qingchen also agreed to accompany Princess Anping to marry Beiling." Lu Shaolin reported the information he had obtained one by one.

The more Jingyang listened, the more he felt that God was helping him. It would be easier for him to win Feng Qingchen's heart when he arrived in Beiling.

This shows how fatal intelligence errors can be, but there are some things that even Lu Shaolin cannot find out. For example, the Yun family will not let outsiders know the real reason why Yun Xiao left home.

"Make arrangements. I will leave Dongling in three days." Before leaving, he should be able to see Feng Qingchen.

Jingyang smiled brightly and left calmly. Lu Shaolin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and groaned in his heart.

This young master really can't stand the slightest loss or humiliation. He got so angry after encountering a small setback.

Alas... The young master is really protected too well, and everything goes so smoothly for him that he thinks that everyone in the world should follow him.

Lu Shaolin waited for a quarter of an hour, looked around before leaving, and walked around the city for a long time before returning to the Blood Robe Guard. Unknown to him, after he left, a black shadow flew down from the roof beam...

Then, I would like to recommend A Cai’s completed and barely acceptable modern novel "Next Stop Queen".