1629 Betrayal, Let's Have a Child
After coming out of the Su Mansion, the Ninth Prince stood on the street, not knowing where to go for a moment...
In front of Su Wenqing, the Ninth Prince did not show any anger of betrayal, but in fact he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Liancheng means something different to him. The people of Liancheng made great efforts for him to survive in Dongling. He also has a special feeling for Liancheng. He always thinks that this is what his mother left for him and it is a symbol of his mother's attention to him. But he realized today that everything is just a joke.
Liancheng was never truly in his hands, and the people of Liancheng never truly submitted to him. Those people of Liancheng were merely following the orders of another man and assisting him.
To the old members of the Lan family, he was always an outsider. Their young master was only Lan Jingyang, not him, Dong Lingjiu.
The Ninth Prince had no direction and was walking alone on the street. No one could see his expression in the darkness. All they knew was that his cold and aloof demeanor kept people away from him.
The Ninth Prince finally stopped in front of a house. He looked up and saw the words "Feng Mansion" written on it. The Ninth Prince smiled and said: His legs also knew the way, and he walked to Feng Mansion casually.
Now that he had arrived at the Feng Mansion, the Ninth Prince had no intention of not going in. He gestured to the people behind him, asking them to stay outside, and he took a deep breath and jumped into the Feng Mansion.
The guards of the Feng Mansion were very dedicated and were still patrolling everywhere at this time. However, when they met the Ninth Prince, who was a man of great martial arts skills and familiar with the defense of the Feng Mansion, these guards were just decorations.
Doudou and Zuo'an discovered the trace of the Ninth Prince, and Doudou almost drew his sword. Fortunately, Zuo'an reacted quickly and grabbed Doudou: "If you want to die, don't drag me along with you."
Doudou touched his nose and withdrew his hand reluctantly.
I finally got a chance to teach the Ninth Prince a lesson openly, but it's gone now... So depressing!
The Ninth Prince came to Feng Qingchen's yard with familiarity, knocked on the door gently, and pushed it open without waiting for the person inside to respond.
"Who is it?" Feng Qingchen woke up in shock, but was not too scared. After all, the person who knocked on the door and came in was definitely not an assassin.
"I." The Ninth Prince said as he closed the door.
"Ninth Uncle? Why are you here?" Feng Qingchen put on a piece of clothing and got out of bed. Just as she was about to light the lamp in the room, she was stopped by the Ninth Uncle: "Don't turn on the light."
The voice was a little fragile. Feng Qingchen was stunned and asked carefully, "Ninth Uncle, what's wrong with you?" The voice sounded wrong, as if he was injured.
"It's okay, let me hug you." The Ninth Prince hugged Feng Qingchen and buried his head in Feng Qingchen's neck, greedily absorbing the warmth from Feng Qingchen's body.
Feng Qingchen didn't know what was going on. She could only pat the Ninth Uncle's back gently, coaxing him like a child.
This move seemed to be very effective. Not long after, the Ninth Prince calmed down. He leaned close to Feng Qingchen's ear and whispered softly, "Did I bother you?"
"What do you think?" Feng Qingchen did not give a direct answer, but asked back.
The Ninth Prince chuckled and rested his forehead against Feng Qingchen's, their noses touching: "Now that you are awake, accompany me for a walk."
The two were very close, Feng Qingchen opened her eyes wide and stared at the Ninth Uncle. The atmosphere was very good, but as soon as the Ninth Uncle opened his mouth, his hot breath hit Feng Qingchen's face, making her feel very uncomfortable and itchy. Feng Qingchen couldn't help but turn her head away, but was held down by the Ninth Uncle: "Don't move."
"It's so itchy, stop bothering me." Feng Qingchen pushed the Ninth Uncle away with his backhand: "Didn't you say you wanted to go out for a walk? Wait for me, I'll put on my coat."
"I don't want to go out now." The Ninth Prince grabbed Feng Qingchen and secretly used some strength to make Feng Qingchen fall on him.
Although Feng Qingchen was quite capable, she was no match for the Ninth Prince's uncle. With the pulling and releasing, Feng Qingchen lost her balance and shamelessly half-lay in the Ninth Prince's uncle's arms.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen turned over and showed his face.
"I am in a bad mood, didn't you notice?" The Ninth Prince had a serious face and asked for comfort in a serious manner.
"I know. I'm just planning to go out with you to relax." Feng Qingchen patted the Ninth Uncle's arm: "Be good, wait for me to change my clothes and we can go."
Uh... the Ninth Prince was choked by the word "good". Feng Qingchen took the opportunity to escape from the wolf den, grabbed the clothes beside him, put them on in the dark, and casually picked up a hairband on the table. Feng Qingchen casually tied up her hair.
"You can go now." Feng Qingchen took the Ninth Prince's hand and walked out. The Ninth Prince wanted to pull him back and tell Feng Qingchen that he was in a much better mood now, but on second thought, he decided to accept Feng Qingchen's kindness.
Naturally, the Ninth Prince did not need to climb over the wall with Feng Qingchen. The two of them walked out of the Feng Mansion hand in hand through the small door and walked into the dark and cold street. The autumn wind blew and they both calmed down a lot.
"Are you feeling better?" After walking along the long street, Feng Qingchen turned his head and asked the Ninth Uncle.
The Ninth Prince answered the question irrelevantly: "Aren't you going to ask why I am unhappy?"
"If you are willing to tell me, you will tell me even if I don't ask. If you are unwilling to tell me, you will make up lies to deceive me after I ask you. Why bother?" Feng Qingchen saw through everything. She knew that the Ninth Prince had many secrets, but she was able to suppress her curiosity and not ask.
Taking advantage of the cover of night, the Ninth Prince looked straight at Feng Qingchen without any scruples, until Feng Qingchen felt extremely uncomfortable, and then he said softly: "I'm sorry!"
Qingchen told him all the secrets, but he still had some reservations and did not dare to tell the secret of his life to Feng Qingchen.
"It's okay, as long as you don't find another woman behind my back, I can forgive you this time." Feng Qingchen said magnanimously, but he didn't know that his words were like a huge rock pressing on the Ninth Prince's heart, making him breathless.
"What if I really have another woman outside?" The Ninth Prince asked tentatively, his long eyelashes drooping down, hiding the uneasiness in his eyes.
Feng Qingchen thought the Ninth Emperor was joking, and said half seriously and half without a smile: "Then I will castrate you, and then fly away alone, and never see you again in the world."
"I will not leave you alone." The Ninth Prince's heart tightened, and he reached out and hugged Feng Qingchen in his arms: "Qingchen, promise me, no matter what happens in the future, please give me a chance to explain."
This wasn't an unreasonable request, Feng Qingchen agreed without even thinking: "Okay."
The heavy stone in the Ninth Prince's heart instantly loosened, and the strength he held Feng Qingchen increased a little: "Qingchen, thank you."
"It's what I should do. If it were you, you would also give me a chance to explain, right?" Love is a matter between two people. They need to manage it with care. Acting arbitrarily will only wear out their feelings.
"Yes. I will do it too." The Ninth Prince solemnly promised, running his fingers across Feng Qingchen's cheeks and between her eyebrows. Looking at Feng Qingchen's beautiful face, the Ninth Prince's heart moved, and he whispered in Feng Qingchen's ear: "Qingchen, let's have a child."
He needs an heir. He would rather destroy Dong Lingjiu's things than let them benefit people with ulterior motives.