158 There is beauty, jealousy also requires rights

Feng Qingchen chose a place a little far away from the corpse and spread the tent in his backpack directly on the ground to make it convenient for Dong Lingjiu to sit.

She wanted to put up the tent, so that at least it could block the wind when the night was cold, but...

After taking a look at Dong Lingjiu's handsome but expressionless face, he decided to give up.

Her intentions were obvious enough. It would be disastrous if the Ninth Prince thought that she was going to take advantage of the fact that a man and a woman were alone in the same room to seduce him.

Anyway, we have a fire, so it’s not too cold.

Feng Qingchen skillfully found dead leaves and branches and soon started a fire. Starting a fire in the wild is a technical job. Feng Qingchen remembered that she had experienced countless failures before achieving today's results.

Looking at the fire that was growing stronger and stronger, Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction and sprinkled some mosquito repellent medicine around to suppress the bloody smell.

Dong Lingjiu remained silent until Feng Qingchen had taken care of everything, then he sat down by the fire.

"Ninth Uncle, you take a rest first. I'll go see if I can find something to eat and drink." Feng Qingchen put her backpack aside, took her pistol and emergency light, and rushed into the woods. She didn't think there was anything wrong with preparing these for her Ninth Uncle.

Dong Lingjiu did not stop him, but just looked at Feng Qingchen thoughtfully.

A cowardly daughter who never goes out of the house not only has a drastic change in personality, but also becomes mysterious and weird. She is like a fish in water in the forest, which is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Feng Qingchen, what happened to you? I am becoming more and more curious."

Dong Lingjiu closed his eyes, hiding the deep thoughts in them, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. It was an apparently meaningless action, but it made one's mouth dry.

The firelight shone on the Ninth Prince's face, making his pale face look a little more blood-red, and there seemed to be a faint halo on his body, as if there was a veil between them, hazy and unreal.

With his otherworldly temperament, and unparalleled nobility and handsomeness, for a moment, Feng Qingchen thought that the Ninth Uncle in front of him was a great monk who had descended to earth and was about to ascend to heaven.

Feng Qingchen stood there in a daze, holding a snake as thick as his arm in his left middle hand and a handful of reeds in his right hand. If the snake had not died long ago, this group of people would have probably escaped long ago.

He was stunned on the spot, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, until the Ninth Prince said, "Have you seen enough?"

So straightforward!

Cough cough... Feng Qingchen was choked to death, but it also resolved the embarrassment.

Feng Qingchen pretended nothing had happened and approached with the snake in his hand: "Uncle Jiu, I caught a snake. There is no water here. Can I just roast it and eat it?"

"Yes." The Ninth Prince opened his eyes and nodded at Feng Qingchen.

"Uncle Ninth Prince, please sit down first. I'll be ready soon." Feng Qingchen smiled.

This is a kind of recognition that she is not a burden.

"Oh, by the way, there is water among these reeds. I was afraid that you would be thirsty, so I dug some for you. But there is nothing to hold the water. Can you just make do with it for a while, Uncle?"

The reed stems were placed upside down, and Feng Qingchen was afraid that the water inside would leak out. In order to prevent the Ninth Prince from not knowing how to drink the water inside, Feng Qingchen specially demonstrated it once.

The Ninth Prince took the reed from Feng Qingchen's hand and said, "You know a lot."

Facing the Ninth Prince's eyes that seemed to know everything, Feng Qingchen was startled and the reed in his hand almost fell on it. Fortunately, the Ninth Prince was quick-eyed and quick-handed and caught it. His slightly cold fingers touched Feng Qingchen's fingers.

Feng Qingchen only felt a tingling sensation, and quickly retracted his hand, lowered his head and explained: "I heard about it from my father when I was a child, and I just had a trial outside."

After saying that, he stopped talking and turned around to deal with the snake.

By the way, Feng Qingchen hated snakes. The slippery snake skin made her scalp tingle, but no matter how much she hated it, she had to bite the bullet and deal with it.

She was fine. The Ninth Prince had obviously not eaten for a day. There were only snakes and human corpses here. He would not eat human flesh.

She does want to hunt other animals, but that requires her to have the ability to do so.

Putting on gloves and suppressing the nausea, Feng Qingchen peeled the snake skin, cut the snake meat into pieces, strung them together with peeled branches, took out the salt from the bag, and started roasting them.

When I looked up, I saw the Ninth Prince drinking water from a reed. Even though he was holding such an ordinary thing, he gave people a sense of dignity as if he was holding intoxicating nectar.

The one who is born with nobility must be the Ninth Prince.

Feng Qingchen's mouth corners raised...

Looking at the Ninth Uncle who was so close to her, Feng Qingchen felt happy even though they were in the wilderness.

Soon, the aroma of snake meat wafted in. Feng Qingchen flipped it skillfully, sprinkling some salt from time to time. She held five or six skewers of snake meat, but she didn't burn it.

This skill cannot be acquired in a day or two. The Ninth Prince did not believe it. Feng Qingchen only heard from her father that one must be in the wild often to find food and drink in this forest.

However, the Ninth Prince did not intend to expose it.

Most of the snake went into Dong Lingjiu's stomach. Dong Lingjiu would never admit that the meat roasted by Feng Qingchen was more delicious. He only admitted that he was hungry, so he ate more.

After eating, Dong Lingjiu's tiredness and coldness were driven away. His mood also improved a lot, and his cold and handsome face softened a little, but it was a pity that it could not be seen at all without careful observation.

Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Uncle and tried to find something to say several times, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only guard the fire and be on high alert.

The two of them sat quietly. Although they were speechless, they did not seem awkward. Instead, they had an indescribable harmony. Seeing this, Feng Qingchen stopped talking so as not to ruin the atmosphere.

As the night deepened, Feng Qingchen yawned, suppressed his sleepiness, stood up, and added a few more pieces of firewood.

It’s not that Feng Qingchen is afraid of the cold, but with the fire, the animals dare not approach, so they are safer.

Dong Lingjiu also stood up with his back to Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen didn't know what Dong Lingjiu was going to do. He sighed at Dong Lingjiu's back and stopped talking.

Half an hour later, the sound of silver beads colliding broke the silence of the night.

Feng Qingchen suddenly became alert, and all the worries disappeared. He grabbed the gun in his hand and stood up.

"Ninth Uncle, someone is coming." Feng Qingchen said when he saw Dong Lingjiu did not respond.

"Yeah." Dong Lingjiu responded lightly. It was obvious from his expression that he knew who was coming. Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, hid the gun in his sleeve, turned his back to Dong Lingjiu, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Not long after, a bright light was seen approaching in the distance, flickering. When it got closer, Feng Qingchen could see clearly that it was four young women dressed as maids holding palace lanterns, and behind them was a stunningly beautiful woman wearing red gauze.

The "ding-dang-dang" sound was made by the silver beads on her waist when she walked. The silver beads were extremely dazzling in the dark night. The palace lanterns shone on them, refracting rays of light.

With the arrival of this group of people, a sweet fragrance filled the air, and the bloody smell all around was suppressed.

When she got to the front, Feng Qingchen could see clearly that the woman in red gauze was very beautiful. She had willow-shaped eyebrows, phoenix tail, oval face, and graceful figure. She looked like a lady who had walked out of a painting. However, her beauty was not only in her face, but also in her aura, which gave her a dazzling aura.

Behind her was a group of guards, capable and steady.

Beautiful, excellent, smart, and noble, this woman is extraordinary. She is definitely not comparable to Princess Anping or those young ladies from aristocratic families.

Feng Qingchen could conclude that this woman was either rich or noble, and looking at the affection hidden in her eyes and the shock when she saw her, Feng Qingchen knew that this woman liked the Ninth Prince.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince was not on guard against this woman, Feng Qingchen understood that the person the Ninth Prince was waiting for here was this woman.

Feng Qingchen quietly put away the gun and stepped aside silently.

For some reason, she felt particularly sour in her heart, but she could only suppress it. The Ninth Prince was not hers, so she didn't even have the right to be jealous...

At this moment, she finally understood why some people said that the most sour thing is not jealousy, but not even having the right to be jealous...

Different from Feng Qingchen's sadness, the woman in red gauze kept a smile on her face except for the initial shock. When she saw Feng Qingchen step aside, there was a hint of deep meaning in her eyes.

Ninety meters away from Dongling, the woman in red gauze stopped, and the guards behind her immediately brought a jade chair.

Red clothes and white jade, against the background of white jade, the woman is as beautiful as a flower and as quiet as water, making this woman even more unique.

Everyone was standing, but she sat down, which showed her extraordinaryness, but also made people dislike her.

For example, Feng Qingchen, for example, the Ninth Prince.

The arrogance and pride of the woman in red gauze made Feng Qingchen feel relieved.

She knew that the Ninth Prince would not like such an ostentatious woman.

As for the admiration of this woman? Feng Qingchen only wanted to say that if a family has a daughter, hundreds of families will admire her, and it is normal for a man like the Ninth (7) Emperor's uncle to be admired by tens of thousands of families.

Dong Lingjiu was very satisfied with Feng Qingchen's performance as he was calm and self-controlled and knew his responsibilities.

The woman in red sat down, but Dong Lingjiu still had his back to the crowd and had no intention of speaking. The woman in red gauze waited for a long time, feeling a little annoyed but helpless.

His eyes moved as he said to Feng Qingchen, "No wonder the Ninth Prince was willing to wait for Wanwan here. It turns out that he has a beautiful girl by his side. Wanwan is really curious about what kind of woman could make the Ninth Prince make an exception."

The words were directed at Feng Qingchen, and at the same time, they announced to Feng Qingchen that the Ninth Emperor was waiting for her here today, and even if he made an exception, it was for her...

Feng Qingchen originally thought that she would be fine if she dodged it, but she didn't expect that this woman was just like her, caring about the non-existent woman that the Ninth Prince treated specially.

Apparently, she is not the only one who has no right to be jealous.

Feng Qingchen chuckled, and for some reason her mood improved.

Avoiding her is because he is not aware of the situation, does not want to trouble the Ninth Prince, and does not want to get entangled with this woman. But since she has called him out by name, avoiding her would be cowardice.

Feng Qingchen walked out calmly, each step was deliberately heavier, adding unnecessary pressure to others...