1644 Holding a grudge is my strength

The Ninth Prince Uncle has always been restrained. Knowing that Feng Qingchen still had things to do the next day, he naturally would not let Feng Qingchen get tired. After a night of tenderness, Feng Qingchen woke up in the morning looking refreshed and not tired at all, while the Ninth Prince Uncle went to the court early in the morning.

Feng Qingchen stretched lazily, rolled twice in the bed while holding the quilt, and then got out of the bed slowly.

Her waist-length black hair flowed down, and her silk undergarment hung loosely on her body. The purple kiss mark on her umbilicus was exposed when she moved, which looked extremely ambiguous.

Feng Qingchen took a glance and her cheeks flushed slightly. She picked up the clothes beside her and changed them. After she had finished cleaning herself, she let the servants come in to serve her.

Because Chun Hui and the other three had to take care of Feng Jin, the maids around Feng Qingchen were all newcomers, trained by Chun Hui, and were obedient and sensible.

"How is the young master?" Feng Qingchen asked after spitting out the mouthwash.

"To answer the young lady, the young master's fever has subsided and he drank a small bowl of porridge in the morning." The little girl said timidly, her voice trembling a little.

Feng Qingchen nodded, had breakfast and went to see Feng Jin.

When Feng Qingchen arrived, Feng Jin was still sleeping. His little face was peaceful, his mouth was slightly pouting, and there were still pimples on his body, but they were not as scary as before.

Feng Qingchen gently touched Feng Jin's head, lifted his sleeves, pinched Feng Jin's lotus-like little hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

As if feeling uncomfortable, Xiao Fengjin blew out a bubble, and his two little eyebrows were tied into a knot like a caterpillar. Feng Qingchen couldn't help laughing and his movements became lighter.

After the examination, Feng Qingchen checked again with the smart bag and was relieved to confirm that Xiao Fengjin had recovered very well.

Turning around, Feng Qingchen saw that Qiu Hui and Xia Wan had dark circles under their eyes. She knew that they probably hadn't slept all night, so she asked them to go and rest, and she would stay here to take care of Feng Jin.

Qiu Hui and Xia Wan couldn't refuse, so they had to go down obediently and took the servants in the house away with them.

As long as Feng Qingchen is here, the young master will definitely be fine.

Outside the house, Zuo An watched this scene, his calm eyes rippled with the slightest ripples, Doudou chirped beside him: "I told you not to worry, Feng Jin will be fine with Qingchen here, Qingchen loves Feng Jin more than you do, she won't let Feng Jin suffer."

"Yeah." Zuo An nodded slightly.

Feng Qingchen was unaware of what was happening outside the room. After changing Feng Jin's medicine and hanging up the infusion bottle, he took out a medical book and sat beside Feng Jin to read it quietly.

She needs to study, she needs to enrich her profession.

Feng Jin woke up in the middle of the conversation. Feng Qingchen put down the book at hand and talked to little Feng Jin. Most of the time, Feng Qingchen was talking and little Feng Jin was responsible for babbling in response. They had a great time playing together.

After lunch, Feng Qingchen accompanied Xiao Fengjin for a short nap. As soon as he got up, he heard the servant come to report that someone had come from the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

"What do you want from her at this time?" Feng Qingchen raised his eyebrows, told the maid to take good care of Feng Jin, and went out to meet someone.

The guards from the Ninth Prince's Palace came. When the captain saw Feng Qingchen, he stepped forward and saluted: "Miss Feng, I am here on the orders of the prince to take Miss Feng to the Ninth Prince's Palace."

"What did he say?" She didn't believe that with such a big ceremony, he just wanted to invite her to dinner or meet her.

"The prince will meet with Young Master Ling of Tianqiong Fort this afternoon." The captain of the royal guard was also a wonderful man. He only said half of the words, but it was enough for Feng Qingchen to understand the Ninth Uncle's intentions.

Is the Ninth Prince trying to vent his anger on her from yesterday?

Feng Qingchen shook her head and chuckled, thinking that this was totally unnecessary. She did not suffer any loss from what happened yesterday. Instead, it was Ling Tian who was humiliated. Who knows how angry he must be at this moment.

However, Feng Qingchen would not refuse the kindness of the Ninth Prince. Since the Ninth Prince was willing to stand up for her, she would naturally cherish it.

Feng Qingchen asked the guards to wait for a moment while she gave instructions before leaving. The guards dared not say no and lowered their heads, telling Feng Qingchen not to be anxious as it was still early.

When Doudou came in, he saw the grand ceremony put on by the Ninth Emperor's uncle. He asked a few more questions out of curiosity. He learned that Ling Tian, ​​the young master of Tianqiong Fort, relied on his status to embarrass Feng Qingchen on the street. He was not happy at the moment and rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "What is Tianqiong Fort? How dare they give Qingchen a cold shoulder? They are tired of living. Be careful that grandpa will call for help and wipe out the entire Tianqiong Fort."

The personal guards of the Ninth Prince's Mansion looked up at the sky silently... The young master of the Killer Alliance was indeed powerful, and he could destroy an entire family as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, Doudou was so angry that he jumped up and down on the spot, gritting his teeth and said, "I don't care, I'm going to go too. I'm going to give Qingchen courage, so that the people from Tianqiong Castle won't bully Qingchen."

After saying that, he rushed towards Feng Qingchen's yard like a whirlwind, ignoring the guards' obstruction, shouting as he ran: "Zuo'an, Xuelang, come quickly, Qingchen has been bullied, let's go and help Qingchen vent his anger."

Feng Qingchen and his group were bathing, and the guards were far away. Only the maid was in the yard. When she saw Doudou rushing over, her face changed drastically and she stepped forward to stop them: "Master Ouyang, you can't go in."

"Get out of the way." Doudou was furious. The delicate maid was no match for him. Doudou raised his hand and pushed the maid who was trying to stop him to the ground.

The four maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They climbed up regardless of the pain. One of them rushed directly to Doudou and hugged Doudou's feet: "Master Ouyang, you can't go in. The girl is taking a bath..."

Bang... Before the maid could finish her words, Doudou pushed the door open and vaguely saw a piece of snow-white skin. Doudou screamed: "Ah..." and quickly covered her eyes: "Qingchen, I didn't see anything, really..."

Inside the house, Feng Qingchen was putting on her coat. When she heard the noise outside, she grabbed her clothes and put them on. Doudou really didn't see anything, but she still had to teach him a lesson: "Ouyang Doudou, you are tired of living."

"Qingchen, I didn't see anything, I really didn't see anything." Doudou still covered his eyes and kept backing away. He stumbled and stepped on the threshold, and fell backwards. Just as Doudou fell backwards, the snow wolf that Doudou had called over ran over like a fly, and the man and the wolf bumped into each other at the door...

When Feng Qingchen came out, he saw this chaotic scene. Seeing Doudou rolling on the ground holding the snow wolf, Feng Qingchen rubbed his forehead in pain: What is going on?

But what gave Feng Qingchen the most headache was this. When she brought Doudou to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the Ninth Prince saw Doudou and his face turned cold. He said slowly, "Ou, Yang, Dou, Dou!"

"Here." Doudou was very excited. He rushed out of the line and saluted.

The Ninth Prince looked at Doudou coldly, sizing him up from head to toe, and said slowly and steadily again: "Ouyang Doudou, holding a grudge is my greatest strength. I will remember what happened today."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Doudou looked at the Ninth Uncle blankly, his little eyes full of confusion. Seeing that the Ninth Uncle ignored him, he looked at Feng Qingchen again, questioning Feng Qingchen with his eyes.

Feng Qingchen wanted to save Doudou, but God didn't care about Doudou. As soon as Feng Qingchen opened his mouth, a servant came to report: "Young Master Ling wants to see you!"

Naturally, their firepower would be directed in unison against the outside world, so the matter of Doudou would have to be put aside for the time being, until the Ninth Prince had time to deal with Doudou.

It can be imagined that the longer the Ninth Emperor endures, the more miserable Doudou's fate will be...