The Emperor's Phoenix: The Abandoned Concubine

Feng Qingchen slept very soundly. When she woke up, it was already daybreak. The Ninth Prince had arranged all the follow-up matters. She just needed to show her face and let everyone know that under her wise leadership, they had overcome the difficulties.

After the reassuring activity was over, Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince returned to the tent at the same time. Looking at the Ninth Prince who had been silently guarding behind her, Feng Qingchen instantly felt her nose sour.

"It's great to have you here." Feng Qingchen knew that the Ninth Prince was not interested in the little power she had, but because he loved her, he helped her arrange things so that she could have a good rest.

"Yeah." The Ninth Prince responded expressionlessly, and the slightly raised corners of his lips revealed his good mood at the moment.

What could make him happier than having this woman understand him?

"In the future, remember to help me and don't let me fight alone." Feng Qingchen put her arms around the Ninth Uncle's neck and stood on tiptoe to give him a gentle kiss on his lips.

It's icy cool with a hint of sweetness, just like jelly, and tastes great.

The Ninth Prince was already used to Feng Qingchen's occasional intimate behavior, so he was not embarrassed at all. He simply reached out and held her in his arms: "This prince will not abandon you."

He slid his hand down and found that the originally plump body had become much thinner. The Ninth Prince felt distressed: "She has lost weight."

She even lost weight right under his nose. What would this woman do without him?

Sure enough, this woman can't live without him.

"Just go back and recuperate." Feng Qingchen leaned sideways in the Ninth Prince's arms, stretched out her hand to hook the hair that hung on the side of the Ninth Prince's face, circled it around her fingers, and then let go.

This happened repeatedly, with the ends of her hair brushing across her face from time to time, causing the Ninth Prince to frown slightly, but Feng Qingchen smiled happily.

"You're already leading troops to fight, but you're still so naughty, like a child." The Ninth Prince looked up at the sky, feeling angry and amused.

This girl looks like an adult in some ways and a child in others. She is really... likable no matter how.

"What's wrong with leading troops? I kill people and set fires, and I do the same in front of you. I want to be childish, and you bite me." Relationships need to be managed, and they rarely communicated during this period.

She acted extremely strong in the Fengli clan, and did not restrain herself at all when facing the Ninth Uncle. In addition, all kinds of miscellaneous things came one after another, and she completely ignored the Ninth Uncle during this period of time. It was time to make up for it.

"That's what I want, but I dare not ask for it. Since you asked me to bite you, I will obey you." The Ninth Prince was very active, and Feng Qingchen was bitten by him before she could dodge.

This bite went directly onto Feng Qingchen's face.

Feng Qingchen's eyes widened. He stretched out his hand to push the Ninth Emperor's uncle, but found that he couldn't move him. He could only plead aggrievedly: "Be gentle, be gentle. It will leave marks."

If she goes out with a tooth mark on her face, people will laugh at her. If she says she bit herself, will anyone believe her?

“Hmm.” The Ninth Prince still held on to his biting. His strength was not strong, but... it was necessary to leave a mark.

"Please." Feng Qingchen pulled the clothes on the Ninth Prince's waist and shook it gently: "It's very embarrassing." After all, she was the highest general in the army. It would be so embarrassing to go out with a tooth mark.

"Okay." The Ninth Prince let go, and Feng Qingchen quickly reached out to feel it: "Are there any teeth marks?"

"Yes." The Ninth Prince did not lie. Although the mark was very shallow, it would disappear in an incense stick of time at most.

"Ah... there really is a mark." Feng Qingchen was depressed, and looked at the Ninth Uncle pitifully: "I'm going to call Xuelang in now and frame him, do you think it's feasible?"

Snow Wolf will cry!

"No need, please ask me for help. I will help you find a solution." The Ninth Prince dug a hole in a serious manner, just like he had dug a hole for Master Doudou.

"Okay, I beg you, please help me think of a solution." Feng Qingchen thought about it and was sure that he had no solution.

"Come here." The Ninth Prince beckoned, Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward...

The Ninth Prince pointed to his right again and said, "Stand over here."

Feng Qingchen took a step forward and looked at the Ninth Uncle warily.

Why did she feel that the Ninth Prince was like the Big Bad Wolf who was trying to trick Little Red Riding Hood?

"Close your eyes."

Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment, then cooperated obediently.

"good."

The Ninth Prince gave an order, and Feng Qingchen took action. Then she became more and more confused about what the Ninth Prince was going to do.

Feng Qingchen tilted her head to think, and the next second she understood: "You are a bad guy."

Feng Qingchen took a step back, opened his eyes, and looked at the Ninth Uncle angrily: "You lied to me." He reached out and touched his right cheek. Unfortunately, there was also a tooth mark on his right cheek.

The Ninth Prince was very satisfied: "I have already solved the problem for you. Not only do you not thank me, but you also say that I am a bad person."

"Are you trying to solve the problem? You are clearly causing more trouble." Feng Qingchen stepped forward, raised her fist and was about to hit the Ninth Prince, but... the Ninth Prince, who always let her hit him, actually dodged.

"Stop right there." Feng Qingchen raised his fist and chased after him, but the Ninth Prince moved his body slowly and steadily so that Feng Qingchen could touch him but not hit him.

"The king is standing there for you to fight? The king is not stupid." The Ninth Prince walked away while irritating Feng Qingchen: "Look, now we have both sides, you don't have to worry about not matching, and you don't have to worry about not looking good."

"You did it on purpose. You really did it on purpose." This man is so bad. Doudou is absolutely right.

"This prince did it on purpose." He had to ask for some benefits after doing something.

The two of them were chasing each other in the house, and the personal guards were far away, so there was no need to worry about being overheard.

The room was filled with laughter. Both of them were finally tired and fell straight on the bed. Feng Qingchen lay in the arms of the Ninth Prince, feeling a sweet feeling in her heart.

This man can protect her from wind and rain, hold up the world for her, stand behind her and protect her silently, and even swallow his pride to make her happy.

Where some are happy, others are worried. Beiling has an army of 100,000 stationed outside but has not attacked yet. It is not that they do not want to fight, but that they cannot reach a consensus among themselves.

As Feng Qingchen said, on the battlefield, one can only obey the orders of one person. Only in this way can everyone die together, but...

General Beiling died, and the highest commander in the army was gone. The remaining deputy generals had the same high position, and they belonged to different camps. Naturally, no one would submit to anyone else at this time.

The generals of Beiling all understood that wiping out the Fengli people would definitely be a great achievement. The most important thing was that they had 100,000 people, while the other side had less than 10,000. They could win this war even if they fought with their eyes closed.

This is a brilliant military achievement. Before, because the general was there, they could only get a small share of the profits. But now that the general is dead, it will finally be their turn.

For military merit and power, several deputy generals of Beiling quarreled fiercely. At this time, no one was willing to let the other fight, so that the opponent took the first place.

The Beiling soldiers heard the roar in the tent and looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what they could do at this time.

Beiling did not take the initiative to attack, Feng Qingchen's men would not move, and the two sides tacitly stopped fighting. Beiling's deputy generals were not in a hurry. They could not seize the military power themselves, so they would just drag it out and see who would suffer in the end. In the end, Feng Qingchen got a big advantage...