1665 Kill Word, Message from the Ninth Prince
Back rub!
The Ninth Prince never asked for help when he was bathing, because he was not used to it and did not want strangers to get close to him. Apart from Feng Qingchen, no one could get close to him when he was naked and on guard, so...
The result of Feng Qingchen rubbing the Ninth Prince's back was that she got herself involved.
However, the bathtub was only so small that the Ninth Prince could fit in it just right. With Feng Qingchen in it, all the water would overflow. Most importantly, the two of them couldn't even turn around, so...
An hour later, when the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen came out to eat, the Ninth Prince looked refreshed, but Feng Qingchen was holding his waist and walking like a turtle.
The Ninth Prince stopped and waited for a long time but Feng Qingchen didn't come over. He took a step and walked to Feng Qingchen's side. He put his left hand on Feng Qingchen's waist and pressed it lightly, but Feng Qingchen cried out in pain: "Stop, it hurts..."
"Just rub it open and it will be fine." The Ninth Prince ignored it and continued to push harder. This time Feng Qingchen was in so much pain that tears came out of her eyes. "Don't rub it, it's useless. It will be fine in two days."
Feng Qingchen wanted to move away, but was afraid of spraining her waist. She wanted to push him away, but she was no match for the Ninth Prince.
The Ninth Prince obeyed the doctor’s orders and stopped his work. He looked at him and asked: Are you really okay?
Feng Qingchen shook his head silently. So what if something happened? It has already happened. Can it happen again?
Besides, even if she could start over, the Ninth Prince would not stop. She had asked him several times to stop or at least change places, but in the end... he was still pressed into the bathtub and eaten clean.
The dinner was reheated and not as fresh when it was served again, but it was delicious enough for two hungry people.
Feng Qingchen originally just wanted to eat a little with the Ninth Uncle, but after an hour of physical labor, she was really hungry, so she didn't hesitate to pick up the bowl and ate a big bowl of rice.
After finishing the meal, Feng Qingchen found that the Ninth Prince was still eating slowly. He touched his stomach which was not yet full, hesitated for a moment, and decided to put down the bowl and chopsticks.
Not eating anymore!
Feng Qingchen didn't even glance at the Ninth Uncle, she just put down her bowl and chopsticks and left.
"Ao...Ao." The Snow Wolf had been waiting for Feng Qingchen outside. When he saw Feng Qingchen coming out, he pounced on her excitedly.
The man and the wolf often played like this. Normally, Feng Qingchen could easily dodge it, but...
Feng Qingchen's waist had just been injured. Not to mention that she didn't dare to move now, even if she could move her legs, she couldn't move them. She could only watch the snow wolf pounce on her, and then...
Bang... The man and the wolf fell into a ball, with Feng Qingchen landing on his back. Fortunately, the snow wolf reacted quickly and used its claws to cushion Feng Qingchen's back, preventing him from hitting his head. However, Feng Qingchen almost fainted from the pressure from the snow wolf.
"save……"
Feng Qingchen had just opened his mouth when the Ninth Prince, who had heard the noise, ran out. Seeing the snow wolf pressing on Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince's face turned black and he raised his leg to kick it.
"No..." Feng Qingchen heard the sound of wind, but it was too late to stop it. The Snow Wolf was kicked and fell backwards.
Awooo... The snow wolf did not fight back, but just cried out in grievance. When it fell, it grabbed Feng Qingchen and did not let go. The man and the wolf fell again. This time the snow wolf fell to the ground, and Feng Qingchen fell on the snow wolf.
With the soft snow wolf as a cushion, Feng Qingchen was not hurt at all. When she was about to get up, she found that the Ninth Prince had already picked her up.
"Let's see how the snow wolf is doing?" Feng Qingchen grabbed the Ninth Prince who was heading over and signaled him to let her down.
The Ninth Prince stopped and looked down at the Snow Wolf: "It's fine."
As if to verify the Ninth Uncle's words, the snow wolf howled, rolled on the ground and stood up. It looked at Feng Qingchen with confused eyes, as if it didn't understand what was going on.
Seeing that the Snow Wolf was fine, Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, patted the Snow Wolf's head, and coaxed the Snow Wolf to leave happily. Then she let the Ninth Prince carry her back to the room. The servants along the way all lowered their heads and dared not look directly at her.
The Ninth Prince placed Feng Qingchen on the bed and took off his coat. Seeing the red and swollen area on his back, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes: "Medicine."
"How seriously are you injured?" Feng Qingchen only felt the pain, but everything else was fine.
"External injury." Redness, swelling, bruises, plus the marks from previous kisses and the edge of the bathtub, Feng Qingchen's back looked like a messy painting. Looking at the frown on the Ninth Prince's face, one could tell that the "painting" was ugly.
"Since it is an external injury, I will use the medicine that the Valley Master left for me." Feng Qingchen activated the smart medical kit and took out the ointment that the Valley Master had prepared for her.
Compared with western medicine, Feng Qingchen prefers the Valley Master's medicine, especially the medicine for external injuries made by the Valley Master, which is even more miraculous. It feels cool and comfortable with just one application, without any burning pain or discomfort at all.
Practice makes perfect. This was not the first time that the Ninth Prince applied medicine to Feng Qingchen, so he would not do it the same way as the first time, causing Feng Qingchen to cry and scream. Before Feng Qingchen felt any pain, the Ninth Prince had already applied the medicine and put a clean gauze on Feng Qingchen. The Ninth Prince kissed Feng Qingchen's forehead and said, "You should have a good rest. I am going to the palace."
Originally, the Ninth Prince planned to stay for one night before leaving, but the Cui family's affairs had to be dealt with as soon as possible. Since he had chosen to confront the Cui family, many things had to be prepared early. At least Tianyu had to be notified in advance to avoid any mistakes.
"Why don't you take a rest before you leave?" Feng Qingchen moved inwards to make room for the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle wanted to refuse at first, but seeing the pain in Feng Qingchen's eyes, he finally nodded in agreement and lay down beside Feng Qingchen with his clothes on. "You should rest early. I will wait until you fall asleep before I leave."
"Okay." Feng Qingchen closed his eyes and emptied his mind. He hoped to fall asleep as soon as possible so that the Ninth Uncle would not be worried, but he also hoped to fall asleep later so that the Ninth Uncle could rest more.
In such a complicated mood, Feng Qingchen fell asleep unconsciously. When Feng Qingchen woke up, the Ninth Prince was no longer by her side. Only the creases on his body told Feng Qingchen that the Ninth Prince really had to rest here.
After getting up and washing, Feng Qingchen was about to have breakfast, but found a piece of paper on the dressing table. Feng Qingchen unfolded it and saw only one word on it: "Kill".
"This is the handwriting of the Ninth Uncle." Feng Qingchen could make a preliminary judgment based on the handwriting. In addition, no one except the Ninth Uncle could enter her room, so she was even more certain that this note was left by the Ninth Uncle. It's just...
Why did the Ninth Prince leave the word "kill" for her? What does this word "kill" mean?
Feng Qingchen stood there, staring at the words in his hand in a daze, wishing he could make this word bloom...
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