1551 Touching, a bowl of brown sugar water triggered a X case

The Ninth Prince has never been a good person to talk to. His orders are like imperial decrees. No matter whether you think they are right or wrong, you must obey them...

The Ninth Prince was slightly better to Feng Qingchen. He allowed Feng Qingchen to express her opinions. If it did not affect the overall situation or touch upon principles, she would consider making some compromises.

However, the Ninth Prince would never compromise on this matter. He said he disagreed. If Feng Qingchen dared to give the snow lotus to Feng Li Youge in private, Feng Li Youge would be in trouble!

Feng Qingchen knew the temper of the Ninth Prince very well. He could only be flattered. After several protests to no avail, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to compromise.

If you don't want to use it, then don't use it. After all, you are a man and it's not shameful to have scars.

Feng Qingchen observed Feng Li Youge's condition and announced that Feng Li Youge was out of danger and that the Eighteen Riders could come down to take care of him.

The ones they had were not poisonous, but most likely some unknown poison. Poisons can be transmitted, but poisons cannot. However, in order to prevent the same thing from happening again, Feng Qingchen decided to make the pills and let the Eighteen Riders take them.

This proposal won the heart of the Ninth Prince. He had never taken care of anyone except Feng Qingchen since he was a child. It was really too difficult for him to take care of Feng Li Youge.

Feng Qingchen went to the room first, dissolved the Valley Master's antidote pills with blood, then used an instrument to solidify them and made them into small pills for the Eighteen Riders to take.

Shi Baqi is a connoisseur of goods. He knew the pill was extraordinary at first sight, of course, provided that he didn't mention the bloody smell of the pill.

Looking at the small pill in his palm, Eighteenth Rider sighed with emotion: It would be great to have a master who knows medical skills.

In the past, when they were injured, they either bandaged themselves or waited for the military doctor to come. But now, there is always a master with superb medical skills. As long as the head is not broken off, she can help you sew it up.

They had seen similar situations like Feng Li Youge before, but none of them survived. It wasn't that the military doctors were not good at medicine, but many people simply couldn't wait for the doctor to come.

After taking the pill, the Eighteen Riders felt relieved. The previous situation was too terrible. If the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen died on the boat, they would probably not have survived.

The day's farce finally ended. Feng Qingchen was extremely tired. After a quick shower, he was ready to rest. However, when he came out, he saw a bowl of smoking brown sugar water on the table.

This is?

Feng Qingchen was stunned in place, raised his head and looked at the Ninth Uncle, who had an indifferent expression on his face. He raised his hand and said, "Drink."

On the boat, it was very difficult to find blood-enriching foods such as red dates and donkey-hide gelatin, so he could only find brown sugar water.

"Okay." Feng Qingchen's nose felt sour, his voice was a little hoarse, and tears welled up in his eyes.

She is not an emotional person, but some small actions of the Ninth Prince can move her from the bottom of her heart.

A bowl of brown sugar water is really nothing in normal times. Before and after her menstruation, the servants in the mansion would prepare it for her. She had long been accustomed to the servants' meticulous care and took it for granted.

However, this was not in the capital, this was on the sea. Let's not talk about whether the brown sugar water was hard to come by, just the few people on the boat, except for the necessary boatmen, there were no extra people to serve, and they had to do many things themselves.

It goes without saying that this bowl of brown sugar water was made by the Ninth Prince himself.

This man is so annoying. It's obviously not a big deal, but he can still move people so much.

The curve of Feng Qingchen's mouth became wider and wider, and he couldn't close it no matter what.

Although this man was unkind, never said sweet words, and often ignored her needs and even took advantage of her, he had one good point, which was that he would not use flowery words to other women, nor would he be moved by other women.

Of course, the most important thing is that this man cares about her.

She is not a perfect person, so naturally she cannot demand perfection from the Ninth Prince.

That's good.

Feng Qingchen drank the bowl of steaming brown sugar water in one gulp.

Looking at the thick layer of undissolved brown sugar at the bottom of the cup, Feng Qingchen shook his head: I have to say, this man's skill in making brown sugar water is really poor. He made a bowl of brown sugar water so unpalatable. Most people can't do that.

Feng Qingchen smiled, walked to the table, picked up the kettle and poured half a cup of water into the cup. He shook it gently, and after making sure that the precipitated brown sugar was washed away, he walked in front of the Ninth Uncle.

"Here..." His attitude was very clear, he wanted the Ninth Prince to drink.

The Ninth Prince looked up in surprise, looked at Feng Qingchen in disbelief, and asked doubtfully: "You want me to drink?" Did he see it wrong?

"Yes." Feng Qingchen nodded innocently: "I've already had a cup, so of course this one is yours. Hurry up, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

"Uh..." The Ninth Prince's face twisted slightly: "Are you sure I need to drink this?"

"It will be good for you, believe me, I'm a doctor." Feng Qingchen was not sure whether it would be good or not, but there was one thing she was sure of, that was there would be absolutely no harm.

"No, I don't need it. Since it is good for you, just drink more." The Ninth Prince turned his face away quickly, pretending that he saw nothing.

What a joke. If people knew that a grown man like him actually drank the brown sugar water that women drink, would he still have any face left?

But Feng Qingchen was determined not to let the Ninth Uncle go. Ignoring the Ninth Uncle's disdainful look, Feng Qingchen handed the cup to the Ninth Uncle's mouth and said coquettishly: "It's really good for you. Just take a sip, okay? I brewed it myself."

"Are you sure you brewed this yourself, and not me?" The Ninth Prince raised his eyelids with a bit of sternness, but Feng Qingchen didn't take the Ninth Prince's aura seriously at all, and said arrogantly: "If I say it is, it is."

Without waiting for the Ninth Uncle to speak, Feng Qingchen straddled his legs, with a queen's aura: "Don't you think so?"

This is definitely a beauty trap!

The Ninth Prince's eyes changed slightly, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. For his own benefit, the Ninth Prince didn't think twice and nodded politely: "If you say so, then so be it."

"Then do you want to drink?" Queen Qingchen showed her domineering side again.

The Ninth Prince hesitated for a moment, then under Queen Qingchen's sharp gaze, he obediently opened his mouth and said, "Drink, I drink!"

It's just a bowl of brown sugar water. If it can make my wife smile, then it's okay if it's embarrassing.

Feng Qingchen smiled proudly: "Open your mouth, I will feed you."

The Ninth Prince wanted to cooperate, but after changing his mind, he rejected Feng Qingchen's proposal: "I will drink it myself."

"No..." Feng Qingchen was about to refuse, but then he became dumbfounded.

The Ninth Prince's eyes moved and the corners of his lips lifted slightly, just like the sudden blooming of an ephemeral flower, so beautiful that it was indescribable. Feng Qingchen came closer and was instantly killed by the Ninth Prince's looks. She stood there in a daze, allowing the Ninth Prince to snatch the cup away from her.

Aaah... Ninth Prince is breaking the rules. How could he suddenly use the beauty trap?

Feng Qingchen reacted and wanted to express her dissatisfaction, but she was too late. The Ninth Prince had already drunk up the water in the cup. Before Feng Qingchen could react, he leaned forward and kissed Feng Qingchen on the lips.

That mouthful of brown sugar water also passed smoothly into Feng Qingchen's mouth...

"Well...let go..."

Feng Qingchen struggled for a bit, then collapsed into the arms of the Ninth Prince.

The queen or something... can only pretend at the beginning. In front of the Ninth Prince, the queen has to be obedient!