1637 Car crash: a wealthy owner



1637 Car crash, a wealthy owner

Feng Qingchen's suspicion was not wrong. Not long after she left the palace, six people walked out from behind the wall. Except for the three dukes, the other three were military generals.

The six people stepped forward and saw that the emperor had calmed down. One of them, a white-haired old man, stepped forward on behalf of everyone and said, "Your Majesty, this matter has passed. Please take good care of your health. We will take our leave."

“Ahhh…” The retired emperor opened his mouth eagerly, his eyes no longer as sharp as before. He was like an old man who was eager to prove himself.

It was Dong Lingjiu who harmed him.

"Ah..." The more anxious the emperor became, the more he couldn't speak clearly, and he waved his hands in the air.

Alas... the gray-haired old man sighed, stepped forward and held the hand of the retired emperor, and said earnestly: "Retired emperor, you need to rest now. As long as you take good care of your body, everything will be fine."

Although he knew it was impossible, the old man still comforted the emperor in this way.

Although they stood on the side of the Ninth Prince when the Eighth Prince ascended the throne, it did not mean that they did not take the Emperor Emeritus seriously.

For the sake of Dongling's stability, they certainly hope that the emperor will continue to be the emperor. After all, it would be bad for the country if a young emperor succeeded to the throne. However...

The emperor's health is indeed not good, and such an emperor is simply not capable of shouldering the heavy responsibility of being the ruler of a country. Otherwise, they would not have condoned the ninth uncle's actions or even secretly supported them.

The three of them are loyal to the successor chosen by the late emperor, but they are also loyal to Dongling. They will not do anything that is detrimental to Dongling.

"Ah ah..." The retired emperor's eyes turned red. He held the old man's hand tightly, with unspeakable regret and unwillingness in his eyes.

Why, why is the truth like this. Why, why didn't Feng Qingchen involve the Ninth Prince, why?

Before Feng Qingchen returned to Feng Mansion, the Ninth Prince knew what had happened in the palace.

"Thank you, Queen Mother?" The Ninth Prince said these three words coldly: "I have been too lenient with her. She actually had feelings for me right under my nose."

The man in black who was kneeling below, with his head buried very low, prayed silently in his heart that the Ninth Prince would quickly ask him to go out. Kneeling here really tested his mental endurance.

It was clearly Empress Dowager Xie and the Emperor Retired who made the Ninth Prince unhappy, so why was he the one who had to bear the Ninth Prince's coldness?

Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince did not hear his voice. He let the man kneel and tapped the table with his fingers. After half an incense stick, he slowly spoke: "Replace a group of people for Empress Dowager Xie and move the emperor to Mingde Hall."

Queen Dowager Xie wanted to make plans for herself and her son, so the Ninth Prince separated them. He had long ago warned Queen Dowager Xie that only those who were obedient could live a good life in the palace. Since Queen Dowager Xie did not listen, don't blame him for being rude.

The man in black nodded his head in agreement. Just when he thought he could leave, the Ninth Prince said, "It is not appropriate for Empress Dowager Xie to live in Zhaoyan Palace, given her status. Let her accompany the Emperor."

It is reasonable for the empress dowager to accompany the retired emperor, especially since the retired emperor is in his current condition and needs the empress dowager's care.

But this was undoubtedly a torture for Empress Dowager Xie.

Is this move by the Ninth Prince really cruel?

The man in black took a deep breath, not daring to say a word, and just nodded.

Empress Dowager Xie is in great bad luck this time. She didn't expect that her cooperation with the retired emperor would end up in such a situation. I wonder if Empress Dowager Xie will regret it to death.

The man in black shook his head, but he did not sympathize with Queen Mother Xie. He knew very well what happened today. If Miss Feng was too proud and fell into the trap of the Emperor, and said that the Emperor's illness was related to the Ninth Prince, or if she was unclear, then the Ninth Prince would be in trouble.

Feng Qingchen naturally didn't know about these things. She and her group were thinking about Liancheng. She racked her brains but couldn't figure out what grudge she had with Liancheng that made Liancheng pay such a huge price to take her life.

"Go to the Ninth Prince's Palace." If you don't understand, go ask the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen said to the coachman.

The driver was stunned for a moment, and then turned the horse around the next second. However, Feng Qingchen's luck was not very good today. When the carriage turned around, it collided with a carriage around the corner...

There was a loud bang, which scared everyone. Although the car did not overturn, it stopped so suddenly that Feng Qingchen was almost thrown out.

"What happened?" Feng Qingchen fell down, and quickly grabbed the handrail to avoid rolling out of the carriage.

"Miss, the carriage crashed." The coachman fell off the carriage, his head bleeding, but he didn't care about himself and hurried forward to explain to Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen lifted the car curtain, jumped out of the car, and asked, "Did anyone get hurt?"

"No, I just crashed the other party's carriage." The coachman replied hurriedly, standing aside with his head down, not daring to look Feng Qingchen in the eyes, for fear of being blamed by Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen glanced at the carriage that had been hit, then turned around and saw the driver covered in blood. He stopped blaming him and said, "Where are you hurt? Lift it up so I can see."

"Girl, I'm fine." The driver's eyes were filled with tears and he almost cried. He didn't expect that the girl not only didn't blame him, but also cared about his injury.

"Raise your head." With so much blood, it would be strange if nothing happened. Feng Qingchen thought of the medicine box she had put in the carriage and was about to get in the carriage to get it. As soon as she turned around, she heard a deep male voice coming from the opposite carriage: "Miss, shouldn't you care about the person who was hit at this time?"

Hearing the voice, it was a young man. Feng Qingchen looked at the situation of the two carriages and realized that he was at fault. He turned around and told the driver to go to the infirmary to find a doctor to bandage his injuries, and then stepped forward to apologize: "Sir, I am very sorry to hit your carriage. I will compensate you for your injuries. I see that your carriage seems unable to move. If you are not in a hurry, please wait for a moment and I will have someone send you a carriage."

The man did not speak, but a woman arrogantly scolded him: "Compensation? You are so arrogant, can you afford to pay for this carriage?"

"No matter how much silver it is, I will compensate you." The other party was rude, and she couldn't be rude.

The other party's carriage was indeed very gorgeous and it was obvious at first glance that it was worth a lot of money. However, the carriage was not damaged, only the wheel was broken, and it could be fixed by replacing it.

In comparison, Feng Qingchen's carriage was more seriously damaged, from which it can be seen that the opponent's carriage was much stronger than Feng Qingchen's.

"Hongxiu, don't be rude." The man scolded softly, but his tone was not full of blame. The woman called Hongxiu even muttered in dissatisfaction: "Sir, I am not wrong. She can't afford to pay in the first place."

"Okay, Hongxiu, stop talking. The young master has his own plans." A gentle woman spoke to comfort her. Her voice was not loud and Feng Qingchen could only hear it because he was close to her.

From the conversation between the three people, it can be heard that the two women are servants, and the young master is the master. Feng Qingchen did not bother to argue with the servants, and continued: "Young master, I know that I hit your carriage, and it is not enough to just pay money. I was wrong first. If you have any request, please let me know, and I will try my best to compensate you for your loss."

"Hmph, you are so arrogant. You think you can do anything you ask of you?" The arrogant female voice of Hongxiu, unwilling to be lonely, sounded again. Feng Qingchen frowned slightly, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Judging from the way Hongxiu addressed the man, she should be a maid. He pampered the maid so much, and the man didn't seem to be a man who followed the rules.

"Hongxiu, shut up." The man scolded again, his tone was a little heavier, but he did not show his dissatisfaction. Then he said: "Girl, will you do whatever I ask of you?"

Feng Qingchen suppressed his displeasure and said in a good-tempered manner: "It was wrong of us to hit your car. Your request is reasonable, and I will try my best to meet it."

Feng Qingchen emphasized the word "reasonable", but the young man seemed not to hear it. He spoke softly and made a request that made Feng Qingchen very unhappy...


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