1677 Pleading for mercy, the Ninth Prince was very depressed
Perhaps because they were too anxious or too worried, the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling bumped into each other while walking. They both stopped at the same time, took a step back, looked up at each other, snorted, and turned around tacitly.
The moment they turned around, both of them had expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces, but at this moment, the door suddenly opened. The two of them ignored their quarrel and hurried forward.
The Ninth Prince was a step behind in speaking, so Wang Jinling spoke first: "Qingchen, how is Feng Jin?"
Having lost the initiative, the Ninth Prince opened his mouth but ultimately did not ask. He just looked at Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen had been busy for a whole day and night, and was severely exhausted both physically and mentally. Seeing the two of them, he forced a smile and said, "Not bad, we are out of danger for the time being."
"That's great. I'm relieved that Feng Jin is okay. Can I go in to see him?" Thinking that the soft ball was not in danger of life, Wang Jinling was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.
Once again, Wang Jinling took the lead, and the Ninth Prince felt extremely depressed. However, he did not want to repeat what Wang Jinling had said. He, Dong Lingjiu, would not repeat what others had said.
"Okay, but be gentle and don't get too close." Feng Qingchen whispered the precautions.
Wang Jinling went in to see Feng Jin. Although the Ninth Prince also wanted to go in, he didn't want to follow behind Wang Jinling. He could go in to see Feng Jin anytime.
"You go down and have a rest first. I have brought the imperial physician here, and someone will take care of Feng Jin." The Ninth Prince took Feng Qingchen's hand and naturally massaged her fingers. His movements were so skillful as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.
Feng Qingchen smiled back and said, "I'm not tired." She had been in the rescue work for a whole day and night without closing a wink. It would be a lie to say that she was not tired. But Feng Jin was fine. Feng Qingchen felt relieved. Joy filled her whole body and she couldn't fall asleep for a while.
The Ninth Prince did not force him, and only said: "Then go and eat something. You haven't eaten for a day, even a strong man can't stand it."
Hearing this, the guards cried...
They haven't eaten for a day, and they are not made of iron. Uncle Ninth Prince, you must not favor some over others. The differential treatment is too obvious.
"It's just right. I haven't eaten either. Qingchen, let's go together." Wang Jinling came out of the room and heard these words. He ignored the hands of the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen, and smiled beautifully.
Will you die if you don’t make trouble?
The Ninth Prince turned around and glared at Wang Jinling, but Wang Jinling pretended not to see it and smiled heartlessly. He only said to Feng Qingchen: "I haven't eaten for a whole day. Qingchen, hurry up... Let's go eat something first, and then we'll take Feng Jin back."
"Ah, how come you haven't eaten for a day? Let's go eat quickly. How about you, Ninth Uncle? Have you eaten?" Feng Qingchen asked naturally, but she didn't know that Ninth Uncle was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.
Wang Jinling, he was deliberately looking for trouble today, interrupting him everywhere.
"I haven't eaten yet. Let's go together." The Ninth Prince looked at Wang Jinling and spoke every word with great emphasis.
Wang Jinling was still laughing heartlessly, pretending to know nothing. But Feng Qingchen felt that something was wrong with these two people and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." They said in unison, but one was gentle and the other was cold.
Heavy fog!
Feng Qingchen was confused, but with her eyesight, she couldn't tell anything from the two people's faces. Besides, she was really tired, so she yawned and ignored them.
Before eating, Feng Qingchen first washed her face with cold water, and waited until she felt refreshed before sitting down to eat with the Ninth Uncle and Wang Jinling.
The three of them were starving. Although they followed standard dining etiquette, they were not slow at all in picking up their chopsticks. They finished eight bowls of rice and ten dishes in no time...
After eating, the three of them digested their food in the side room.
"Have you found Lan Jingyang?" Feng Qingchen asked as soon as she sat down, which showed how angry she was.
"He ran away." The Ninth Prince replied, and then glanced at Wang Jinling. Wang Jinling thought to himself that it was not good. Sure enough, the Ninth Prince continued, "I have signed the official document to arrest him, but it was stopped by Lord Wang. The document has not been sent out. As long as he leaves the imperial city, it will be difficult for me to catch him."
Only the Ninth Prince could apply medicine to the eyes so openly. Wang Jinling was very angry, but he could not refute his words because that was the fact.
"Qingchen." Wang Jinling spoke with a bit of bitterness. Feng Qingchen was not angry, but his face looked a bit ugly: "Why did you do this?"
"Jixia Academy. I have to consider the reputation of Jixia Academy. Now that outsiders have mentioned Mr. Jing Yang in advance, they will definitely think of Jixia Academy first. We need to let people know that such a person has emerged from Jixia Academy. This will affect the world's view of Jixia Academy." Wang Jinling looked at Feng Qingchen, and made a silent request with his gentle eyes.
The Jixia Academy meant something different to him. Without the education there, there would be no Wang Jinling today.
Back then, the teacher accepted him as his personal disciple despite his eye disease and taught him all his knowledge, which was a grace of rebirth for him. He would never bear to see the reputation of the Jixia Academy, which the teacher cared about most, being ruined.
"I know." Feng Qingchen's expression eased a little: "There's no need to make a big fuss about this matter. It can be resolved privately." In other words, Feng Qingchen agreed not to make this matter public.
"Qingchen, thank you. Don't worry, I will pass the news to the Jixia Academy as soon as possible and let Jixia Academy deal with it first." Wang Jinling knew that Feng Qingchen was making concessions for him.
Humph... The Ninth Prince snorted in dissatisfaction, but did not say any words of disagreement.
He had no intention of actually issuing the arrest warrant, but just did it for Wang Jinling to see, and then took the opportunity to make the Jixia Academy owe him a favor.
Because of Mr. Wenyuan's incident, his relationship with the Jixia Academy was very bad, but he needed the Jixia Academy to train talents for him, and he also needed the students and great scholars of the Jixia Academy to serve as officials for him, so he had to find a way to repair the relationship between the two sides, and this was a good opportunity.
The matter was settled and everyone was satisfied. In addition, Feng Jin's condition was also stable, so Feng Qingchen carried Feng Jin back to Feng Mansion, while the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling went to the palace overnight.
They had been guarding here for a whole day, and there were still a lot of government affairs in the palace waiting for them to deal with. They were afraid that they would not be able to sleep again tonight.
After a day and a night of rescue, Feng Jin's life was saved, but his condition was still very dangerous and someone needed to watch him for twelve hours. It was obvious that Feng Qingchen's current situation made it impossible to watch over him.
Fortunately, the imperial physician arranged by the Ninth Prince came with him, and Feng Qingchen felt relieved to have the imperial physician watching over him. After he explained in detail the precautions to the imperial physician and Chun Hui and asked them to call him if there was anything, Feng Qingchen was ready to go back to rest. But halfway through his way, a servant came to report that Shuntian Prefecture had sent the woman who reported the whereabouts of Young Master Feng Jin, and asked Feng Qingchen if she wanted to go and see her.
Look, of course you should look!
Regardless of his tiredness, Feng Qingchen turned around and walked towards the flower hall.
She wanted to see who betrayed Lan Jingyang...