160 Ye Ye, the Secret of the Ninth Uncle

Su Wan stood there, wanting to say something but stopping herself. When the words came to her tongue, she thought of the Ninth Prince's cold and silent personality, so she swallowed the words back.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point for her to explain or clarify any further. Now she can only pray that her cousin just wants to play a trick on the Ninth Prince and has no other plans. Otherwise, it will not only be Ye Cheng who will be in trouble.

Su Wan took a deep breath and looked up again. There was no trace of anxiety or uneasiness in her eyes. She bowed calmly and took her leave.

Dong Lingjiu did not try to keep him. In fact, there was no way to keep guests in this place.

Su Wan left with a smile on her face. Before leaving, she said to Feng Qingchen affectionately, "Miss Feng, we will see each other soon."

She, Su Wan, is coming to Dongling.

"I think so." Feng Qingchen vaguely remembered that the emperor of Dongling seemed to be celebrating his birthday. If the Su family wanted to marry their daughter to Dongling, this would be an opportunity.

As for who to marry, that is not a question Feng Qingchen needs to consider.

"Uncle Ninth Prince, see you later." Su Wan looked at Dong Lingjiu with infinite affection.

Putting aside the interests of the Su family, Su Wan has feelings for Dong Lingjiu, but love is heartless, and Su Wan is not the only fallen flower.

Su Wan walked just as she had come, neither hurried nor slow, calmly and gracefully, and the fragrance that filled the air also disappeared with her.

Now that Su Wan was gone, Dong Lingjiu and Feng Qingchen certainly wouldn't stay any longer.

Dong Lingjiu is not a fool. Su Wan asked him to stay here not only to give him something, but also for some other purpose. It would be better for him to leave here first.

"Deal with it." Dong Lingjiu pointed at the corpses on the ground and ordered.

"Ah?" Feng Qingchen was stunned. She suspected that she had heard it wrong.

"Burn these." Dong Lingjiu said again.

Feng Qingchen looked at Dong Lingjiu in astonishment. Was the Ninth Uncle using her subordinates? She wondered if she had been too indulgent to this man, causing him to think that she was a plaything that could be summoned and dismissed at will.

Although the one who falls in love first loses first, the premise is that she is willing. She is willing to do things for this man, even if it means sacrificing her pride.

But she would not do anything she didn't want to do, even if it was just a nod of her head. Feng Qingchen was about to refuse, but was interrupted by an unexpected sound.

"Hahaha... Uncle Nine really has no sympathy for women. Young lady, you'd better follow me. Even if I, Ye Ye, am a wimp, I will never let you get your hands stained with blood and deal with these dirty things."

Ye Ye, the young lord of Ye City and Su Wan's cousin, came under the moonlight and looked at Dong Lingjiu sarcastically.

"Ye Ye, it's you." Dong Lingjiu stood in front of Feng Qingchen unnoticeably.

"Haven't you guessed it long ago? If it weren't for me, how could Su Wan have asked you to be here? How could this wolf pack appear? The wise and powerful Ninth Prince wouldn't have thought of this, right?"

As Ye Ye approached, the air was filled with a strong fragrance again. Ye Ye was a man, but the fragrance on his body was even stronger than Su Wan's.

"Huff." The strong and pungent fragrance was unbearable for Feng Qingchen, who was also a little puzzled.

Ye Ye looks masculine and heroic, not like a sissy at all.

"Why, does this fragrance smell bad?" Ye Ye looked at Dong Lingjiu provocatively. "Uncle Jiu, I prepared this fragrance especially for you."

Dong Lingjiu held his breath, and without saying a word, drew the long soft sword from his waist.

It turns out that the exquisite belt around Dong Lingjiu's waist is his weapon.

With a swish, he used his hidden power to straighten the soft sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Ye Ye: "Ye Ye, if you want to fight, then fight. If you don't want to fight, get out of here."

"Of course we have to fight. I've put so much thought into luring you here, how could I not fight? Tsk tsk tsk... If people knew that the noble and extraordinary Ninth Prince usually uses a long soft sword as a weapon, what do you think would happen?" Ye Ye's sword pointed at the corpse behind him.

There was a reason why Dong Lingjiu led the people deep into the woods before taking action.

"The dead won't reveal secrets." Dong Lingjiu stepped forward with his sword, and Ye Ye drew his sword to meet him.

When... the soft sword collided with the famous sword in Ye Ye's hand, a dazzling flash of fire broke out, and the two men approached each other and then quickly separated.

"Dong Lingjiu, you are not my opponent. A man like you is not worthy of Wanwan." Ye Ye said arrogantly.

"Su Wan? It turns out that Young Master Ye spent so much time and effort just for a woman." Dong Lingjiu said contemptuously, and at the same time he hated Su Wan even more.

Sure enough, beauty is prone to water.

"What do you mean by a woman? That person is Wanwan, Dong Lingjiu, Wanwan is mine." Ye Ye's eyes were red. He was confused as he never got the upper hand in the fight with Dong Lingjiu.

There is news that confirms that the Ninth Prince is allergic to fragrance. Today, he and Su Wan both used strong incense. How could the Ninth Prince not be affected?

"The Su family will not marry their eldest daughter to Yecheng. Yeye, give up that idea." Dong Lingjiu did not kill Ye Ye. After all, it would not be a good thing for him if Ye Ye died here.

The Lord of Night City has only one son.

"Even if I can't marry you, I will never let Wanwan marry you." He would rather Su Wan never marry, or marry someone she doesn't love.

Dong Lingjiu snorted unhappily.

He would not even bother to marry a woman like that even if she was given to him to warm his bed. Ye Ye must be crazy.

Dong Lingjiu didn't bother to listen to Ye Ye's words and just accelerated his attack. Feng Qingchen hesitated whether to help or not, but after thinking about it, she decided to give up. After hearing what Ye Ye said, she knew that the Ninth Prince wanted to deal with those corpses in order to destroy the secret of the Changruan Sword.

The pile of corpses on the ground had long and thin wounds. Anyone with a little bit of insight would understand who killed these people. It was understandable that the Ninth Prince did not want the Dongling royal family to know his weapon.

Feng Qingchen felt a little relieved. She thought that the Ninth Uncle was too taciturn. Couldn't he just explain things clearly? He said half and kept the other half. How could she understand?

It was easy to destroy the wound. While Dong Lingjiu and Ye Ye were fighting, Feng Qingchen took out concentrated sulfuric acid and poured it on the sword wound on the corpse.

A foul smell came, suppressing the strong fragrance in the air, making Dong Lingjiu and Ye Ye feel nauseous.

"Dong Lingjiu, your woman is so disgusting." Facing Dong Lingjiu's increasingly fierce offensive, Ye Ye was a little overwhelmed. He finally felt that Dong Lingjiu was affected by the fragrance, but the stench came and ruined his plan again.

But Dong Lingjiu would never give him the chance. He wrapped his long soft sword around Ye Ye's sword and lifted it up, knocking Ye Ye's sword away. Ye Ye retreated repeatedly, and Dong Lingjiu chased him forcefully.

Phew…

The long soft sword pierced Ye Ye, who groaned in pain, but instead of retreating, he moved closer.

"Puchi..." The sword pierced Ye Ye's back directly, and the distance between them shortened. The strong and disgusting fragrance on Ye Ye's body also filled his nose. Dong Lingjiu only felt that the strength in his hands was gradually fading.

"Bang..." Ye Ye knocked Dong Lingjiu away with a palm, and Dong Lingjiu fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, although I was injured, I finally know your weakness, Uncle Ninth Prince. Uncle Ninth Prince, I won't be polite." Ye Ye did not blame the injury. He strode forward and attacked Dong Lingjiu.

Feng Qingchen turned around and saw this scene, and without thinking, he drew his gun and fired. "Bang..."

Unfortunately, it missed and Ye Ye dodged it.

"What is it?" Ye Ye then looked at Feng Qingchen straight in the eye, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen was standing in the dark while he was standing in the firelight, so he couldn't see clearly at all.

I just think this woman is hateful, extremely hateful.

"It's going to kill you." Feng Qingchen fired another shot. Ye Ye stepped back again to avoid it, but saw that the bullet went straight into the tree trunk, breaking the waist-thick tree into pieces. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Although he didn't understand what it was, Ye Ye saw its lethality. If he hadn't been injured, he might have been able to give it a try. But now?

Grit your teeth...

"Uncle Ninth Prince, you are lucky." Ye Ye was unwilling to accept this, but had to leave. Before leaving, he did not forget to state his purpose again: "Uncle Ninth Prince, Wanwan is mine. If you dare to touch her, I will bring the Iron Cavalry of Ye City to crush the Ninth Prince to the ground."

"Ye Ye, you will never be able to marry Su Wan in your lifetime. Just wait and see Su Wan marry someone else." Dong Lingjiu was lying on the ground, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he did not look weak at all.

Ye Ye was so angry that he wanted to launch a counterattack, but he was afraid of the powerful hidden weapon in Feng Qingchen's hand. He retreated unwillingly, secretly regretting in his heart that he should have brought more manpower earlier.

Opportunity, once missed, is missed!

As soon as Ye Ye left, Feng Qingchen stepped forward and activated the smart medical kit. She was worried that something was wrong with the Ninth Uncle, but when the results of the examination came out, Feng Qingchen was completely embarrassed.

really……

No one is perfect. She used to think of the Ninth Prince as a god, but only at this moment did she realize that the Ninth Prince was also a human being, an ordinary human being.

Ninth Uncle, he is allergic to fragrance.

Hahaha……

If Dong Lingjiu's eyes hadn't been so cold when he looked at her, she really wanted to laugh out loud, but even so, Feng Qingchen was shaking with laughter.

"Feng Qingchen, laugh if you want to." Dong Lingjiu had a dark face and his ears were slightly red.

"I, I, I won't laugh, cough cough, it's normal to be allergic to fragrances, it's really normal." Feng Qingchen tried hard to suppress his laughter and tried to look serious.

Dong Lingjiu was too lazy to speak. He knew it seemed unlikely that this group of people would act majestically in front of this woman.

"Help me up." He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment. The stench of corpses mixed with the vulgar fragrance was a strange smell that was hard to describe.

Likewise, Feng Qingchen didn't want to stay in this place. He originally wanted to give Dong Lingjiu an injection to relieve his weakness and discomfort, but...

Feng Qingchen thought evilly that the Ninth Prince looked more humane than weak.

The Ninth Prince almost used her as a servant today, so she decided to let him suffer a little more. After all, allergies wouldn't kill him. This would teach him to never offend doctors, especially female doctors...

A long time later, when Feng Qingchen talked about this with Dong Lingjiu, Dong Lingjiu broke out in a cold sweat and said that Feng Qingchen was narrow-minded. He had helped Feng Qingchen to solve so many troubles, both openly and secretly, but Feng Qingchen was ungrateful and even watched him suffer.

Women are indeed scary. It is necessary to stay away from them...