1754 Interrupt and stop the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen from being together

In the operating room, the operation has reached a critical moment. Ling Mo is ready, and Sun Sixing is about to cut Ling Mo's throat. But at this moment, there is a noise outside the room. Sun Sixing was startled, and his hand holding the knife was unstable, and he almost cut the wrong wound.

"Master." Sun Sixing was extremely dissatisfied, and his tone was unusually harsh.

The sudden noise made Sun Sixing break out in a cold sweat. Ling Mo was also startled and opened his eyes suddenly, causing the operation to be aborted.

Feng Qingchen knew without thinking that the operation had reached a critical moment. The city lord's shout not only disrupted Sun Sixing's rhythm, but also scared Ling Mo who was lying on the operating table.

Bastard! Feng Qingchen cursed inwardly, his face even more embarrassed than Sun Sixing. He suppressed his anger and said to the room, "Sixing, Ling Mo, don't worry. Leave the things outside to me. You concentrate on your surgery. Even if the sky falls, I will hold it up."

In Dongling, no one dared to break into the cabin unless they didn't want to live.

"I understand, Master." Sun Sixing took a deep breath and slowly adjusted his emotions, but it was impossible for him to regain the feeling just now and cut the knife right away.

Although Ling Mo closed his eyes, his rapidly beating heart could not reach the frequency required for the operation. The two could only wait for his emotions to calm down before operating.

Feng Qingchen could guess the situation in the house without seeing it with her own eyes. Although she was extremely angry, she knew that she could not argue with Sun Sixing anymore, so she gently opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Lord Liancheng and Qin Baoer reminiscing about the past. Only then did Feng Qingchen remember that Qin Baoer and Bu Jingyun seemed to have stayed in Liancheng for a period of time.

As soon as Feng Qingchen came out, Qin Baoer and City Lord Lian stopped and turned to look at her. Qin Baoer seemed not to notice Feng Qingchen's anger and walked forward happily: "Sister Qingchen, you are out. Uncle Lian came to see you on the order of the Emperor. Let me introduce you, this is..."

"No need, I know who this person is." Feng Qingchen interrupted Qin Baoer with a cold face and said sternly: "City Lord Lian, no matter what you want, please take your people out first. Not everyone can break into the inner house of the Feng Mansion."

It's a big deal to have the order from the emperor, she can even get the emperor's order.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know Miss Feng was really busy. I went to your house for several days but didn't see Miss Feng. Today I got the news that Miss Feng has been staying at home and hasn't gone out, so I brought people here to try my luck, but I didn't want to disrupt Miss Feng's business." The City Lord seemed to be apologizing, but in fact, he blamed Feng Qingchen for every word.

If Feng Qingchen hadn't refused to see him for several days, how could he have broken in?

"Sister Qingchen, don't be angry. Uncle Lian really has something important to discuss with you. He is just in a hurry." Qin Baoer seemed to have no idea how to read people's faces. Even though she had just been scolded by Feng Qingchen, she could pretend nothing had happened and persuaded with a smile.

Feng Qingchen was powerless to argue with Qin Baoer, so he ignored her words and said to City Lord Lian: "City Lord Lian, this is not the place to talk. If we have anything to say, let's go to the main hall to talk."

Although City Lord Lian wanted to give Feng Qingchen a warning, he knew that now was not the right time. In Dongling, he could only use the name of the emperor to intimidate her. Now that Feng Qingchen had surrendered, City Lord Lian would not cause trouble. He signaled the people behind him to leave and made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Feng, please go first."

Feng Qingchen nodded to City Lord Lian, but did not move forward. Instead, he turned back and said to the Eighteen Riders, "Listen to me, no matter who they are or whose orders they come from, if they dare to make noise outside, shoot them directly. You don't have to pay attention to the orders of the retired emperor or the empress dowager. If you want an order, I can go to the palace at any time to ask the current emperor for an order."

Feng Qingchen was slapping City Lord Lian in the face, and was also telling City Lord Lian directly that she, Feng Qingchen, did not take the order of the retired emperor seriously. A new emperor appoints new ministers, and the only one in power in Dongling is the emperor, so who would listen to the order of the retired emperor?

Lian Chengzhu's face turned pale and blue, but Qin Baoer nodded ignorantly: "Sixing was just rescuing people. It would be bad if you disturbed Brother Sixing and made him make mistakes. Uncle Lian, you really shouldn't have made such a loud noise just now. You were so rude."

Even the city lord's expression became even uglier. Feng Qingchen rarely gave Qin Baoer a good look. This girl's simplicity was not useless, and these words touched her heart.

Of course, Feng Qingchen was not the kind of person who would just go along with the situation. Seeing that City Lord Lian was so angry that smoke was about to come out of his head, Feng Qingchen showed mercy and led the man to the main hall.

The old fox is worthy of being an old fox. When he arrived at the main hall, the City Lord Lian had returned to normal, but the main seat was taken by Feng Qingchen. The City Lord Lian could only sit below him in grievance. His plan to overwhelm Feng Qingchen with momentum failed.

The Lord of Liancheng secretly took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and tried to speak in a calm voice: "Miss Feng, I am sure you know why I came here this time. We in Liancheng have always had a good relationship with Uncle Nine. Miss Feng, please give us Liancheng a favor for Uncle Nine. In the future, everyone in Liancheng will remember Miss Feng's kindness."

Lian City Lord borrowed the power of the Retired Emperor to break into Feng Mansion, but he did not use the power of the Retired Emperor to force Feng Qingchen to release the person. If the power of the Retired Emperor was so useful, Lian City Lord would have promised a huge reward to let the Retired Emperor order people to release Jing Yang.

"What is the relationship between the Ninth Uncle and Liancheng? Why haven't I heard the Ninth Uncle mention it? If Liancheng and the Ninth Uncle have such a good relationship, why would Liancheng try to kill me again and again?" Feng Qingchen looked at Lord Liancheng assessing the situation. Lord Liancheng didn't understand at first, until Feng Qingchen said the four words "street sniping", then he understood what Feng Qingchen was referring to.

Feng Qingchen also found out about such a secret matter? Or was Feng Qingchen trying to trick him?

Lian City Lord looked at Feng Qingchen calmly, trying to read something from Feng Qingchen's face. However, after such a long period of training, Feng Qingchen was not the kind of person who would easily reveal his thoughts.

The city lord had no choice but to pretend to be ignorant and refused to admit it.

He could find some reasons to explain away Feng Jin, but mobilizing so many people, taking such a big risk, and killing Feng Qingchen on the street was absolutely unjustifiable. Once he admitted it, Lian Cheng would have to pay a huge price to bring Lan Jingyang back.

Feng Qingchen had long expected that Lian Cheng would not admit it, but she did not expect that Lian Chengzhu would deny it so thoroughly, and even turn the tables, implying that she had framed him and deliberately put the blame on Lian Cheng, hoping to take the opportunity to benefit from Lian Cheng.

snort……

Feng Qingchen laughed in anger: "Liancheng is just a tiny place, is it worth my life to frame you?"

"Miss Feng, what you said is not right. Although Liancheng is a small place compared to Dongling, it is a treasure land for you, Miss Feng." Lord Liancheng was full of confidence, as if the angrier Feng Qingchen was, the happier he would be.

"It is indeed a treasure land, a Feng Shui treasure land."

This place is specially used to bury the dead. I wonder who Liancheng will use it to bury next time...