1457 Test, Doudou is here
General Situ and Beiling Fengqian went to the palace to report, and told Emperor Beiling in detail how the Ninth Prince drew his sword and killed someone in anger.
"Are you sure that Dong Lingjiu has lost his sight?" Emperor Beiling was still skeptical. Dong Lingjiu was not a simple person. How could he be so easily tricked?
"Your Majesty, I guarantee with my life that Dong Lingjiu is indeed blind. I have seen that his eyes are the same as those of the owner of Hanyue Manor." General Situ recalled the scene when he and the Ninth Prince looked into each other's eyes. He was sure that the Ninth Prince's eyes were indeed blind, but he was not sure whether he could be cured.
"I can also be sure that Dong Lingjiu is really blind. I had a brief contact with him in Dongling. Dong Lingjiu is as steady as a mountain. Every move he makes seems to carry a deep meaning. No matter what happens, he can handle it calmly. It seems that he has never been angry."
"A person like that is truly charming and stunning. Standing next to him, except for the eldest son, everyone else will be eclipsed." Beiling Fengqian did not hide his admiration for the Ninth Uncle, but he sighed and said with regret: "It's a pity that after seeing him today, he seems to have become a different person. He is violent and erratic, gloomy and crazy, and has no calmness and confidence at all. I think that except for not being able to see me, there is nothing else that can make Dongling Jiu become like this."
Beiling Fengqian described in detail the Ninth Prince's every move in Dongling, and General Situ echoed him again and again. He was like this when he first met the Ninth Prince, as if he were a god. Every move of his hands and feet was so beautiful that it was indescribable.
Emperor Beiling dispelled his doubts, but he was not relieved: "I will hold a banquet tomorrow night. You can try again at the banquet. I don't want this matter to go astray."
"I will obey your orders."
"I obey your orders!"
Although Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince did not know about the conversation between the Emperor of Beiling, the Third Prince and General Situ, they both knew that it was not easy to gain the trust of the people of Beiling.
"Tomorrow's banquet is Beiling's last chance to test the waters. Beiling people will not miss tomorrow's opportunity." Feng Qingchen half-closed her eyes and leaned in the arms of the Ninth Prince, letting the Ninth Prince wipe her long hair. She looked as lazy as a purebred Persian cat.
There was no way, this place was too cold. Feng Qingchen didn't want to move when it got cold and just wanted to stay close to the Ninth Uncle to keep warm.
"If you want to die, I will grant your wish." He suddenly became blind, so it was normal for him to be cruel and violent. If he was calm, it would make people suspicious.
"Don't take action if you can. Anping will have a hard time in Beiling then." If the Ninth Prince kills a person, it means offending a family. They are not afraid and can just pat their butts and leave, but Anping will have to spend the rest of his life here.
"When did you become so worried about Anping?" The Ninth Prince was unhappy. Feng Qingchen cared about so many people.
Hiss… Feng Qingchen felt pain and snatched the towel from the Ninth Uncle’s hand and started to wipe it herself: “Anping, she is your niece.”
"She's not your niece, why do you care whether she lives or dies? She wanted to kill you in the first place." The Ninth Prince snatched the towel again: "Sit tight, I won't hurt you this time."
"I'm just soft-hearted. I don't want to argue with a spoiled young lady." In Feng Qingchen's eyes, An Ping was indeed a spoiled child, but her nature was not bad: "Besides, she is very worried about you."
"She is worried that I will go blind and won't be able to support her." How can there be pure feelings among the children of the royal family?
"With Dong Ling here, why does she need you to support her? As long as Dong Ling is not destroyed, Beiling Fengqian will not dare to do anything to Anping." This is the advantage of having a mother's family. If the mother's family is strong, the husband's family will not dare to abuse her. Even if Princess Anping cannot have children, Beiling Fengqian will not dare to do anything to Anping.
"Dong Ling? Do you expect the emperor to support her? You think too highly of Anping. Given the emperor's personality, it's good that he doesn't hate Anping to death. Don't forget the crimes Anping's mother and brother were convicted for." The Ninth Prince had a sarcastic look on his face, his deep eyes flashing with a gleam. If General Situ saw this, he would definitely scream that it was a ghost.
He clearly saw a pair of empty eyes during the day, how could it be resolved in just one night?
"Anping at least saved his life." Feng Qingchen knew that the Ninth Uncle was right, but compared to Princess Anping, she was more annoyed with the people in Beiling.
Bastard, he actually dared to plot against the Ninth Prince and wanted to blind him. He must be tired of living.
"Don't you know that saving the emperor is the duty of a subject? The emperor also gave Anping grace." Otherwise, Prince Luo would be sentenced to death.
The Dongling royal family is in such a mess.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "I don't want to bother with your family's affairs. Let's plan carefully how to teach Beiling a lesson."
"Don't worry, I won't let go of those who plotted against me." The Ninth Prince lifted up Feng Qingchen's long hair, making sure every strand was dry before putting the towel aside: "Okay, you can go to bed now."
I have been sleeping in the wilderness these past few days, and I really need to have a good rest, otherwise I won't have the energy to deal with these evil spirits in Beiling.
"Yeah." Feng Qingchen stood up, and suddenly there was a sound of fighting outside the door.
"What happened?" Feng Qingchen's body stiffened, and he quickly looked at the Ninth Uncle, reminding him to pretend to be blind.
Is this going to let people live? The chill all over the Ninth Prince's body grew stronger, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Which bastard is looking for trouble with him, testing him day and night.
"I want to see Feng Qingchen!" A familiar voice came from inside the house: "Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen, come out quickly, I'm about to die."
"Dou Dou?" Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince said in unison.
"I'll go out and take a look. I'm afraid the Eighteen Riders won't shoot me like a hornet's nest." Feng Qingchen hadn't seen Doudou for a long time. He was really worried that Doudou would get lost and die somewhere without anyone knowing.
"Wait, put on a coat." The Ninth Prince held Feng Qingchen down, tied the belt of her cloak for her, and then let her go out.
He is blind and it is not convenient for him to go out, so... Feng Qingchen has to trouble himself.
The fiery red fox cloak was extremely eye-catching in the dark night. As soon as Feng Qingchen came out, he attracted Doudou's attention. Doudou waved happily, ignoring the fact that he was fighting with the Eighteen Riders: "Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen, I'm here, come and save me."
Seeing Doudou's happy expression, the Eighteen Riders knew that she was a friend, not an enemy, and stopped without Feng Qingchen shouting, "I am sorry for disturbing the young lady. Please punish me."
The eighteen riders felt that they were really miserable. They didn't know when this hero appeared, and how come he was approaching the inner courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Bad luck!
"It's okay, you guys retreat." Feng Qingchen knew Doudou's ability. It was not that the Eighteen Riders had low vigilance, but that Doudou was too strong.
"Feng Qingchen, I missed you so much. I finally found you." As soon as the Eighteen Riders left, Doudou jumped to Feng Qingchen, hugged Feng Qingchen's arm and rubbed it hard.
It’s so warm. This long red fur looks so warm. I really want one.
"Stand still." Feng Qingchen almost fell down and pushed Doudou.
Doudou didn't dare to make a scene, he stood up straight and said aggrievedly, "Stand still."
Feng Qingchen looked at Doudou in the moonlight and found that... Doudou looked like a refugee. He was so thin that only bones were left, which made his head look very big.
How could a good child become like this?
"How did you become like this? Didn't you go to find your master? How did you find here?" Feng Qingchen slowed down his tone and asked carefully.
This child, this little appearance is really pitiful...
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