A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1850 Fire started, the most important thing at this time is to escape

The hot air rose up and white smoke curled up, forming a light fog mountain in front of Mr. Yinli. When the candlelight shone on it, it was a bit hazy and difficult to see clearly.

Mr. Yinli was obviously a master of the tea ceremony. Every movement he made was just right. He did not try to be dignified and elegant. Every move was natural. His eyes were looking at the tea set seriously. As he moved, the air around him seemed to become peaceful.

Such a man does not have great ambitions. The Ninth Prince understood Mr. Yinli's move and let down his guard.

"It seems that the prince is in the mood to have tea with me." Mr. Yinli knew that the Ninth Uncle understood what he meant.

Since the last time he met the Ninth Prince, Mr. Yinli was looking forward to meeting him again. The Ninth Prince was a very smart man, and Mr. Yinli always liked to deal with smart people.

When dealing with smart people, you don’t need to say too much. Just a gesture or a look and the other person will understand what you mean and know what you want to express.

Although he had only known the Ninth Uncle for a short time, Mr. Yinli regarded him as a good friend, a good friend who understood him.

"Try the tea I made and see if it suits your taste." Mr. Yinli poured a cup of tea and handed it to the Ninth Uncle.

He had something that required the Ninth Uncle's help, and asked if he was willing to help. This was the main reason why he made an appointment with the Ninth Uncle tonight.

Although Mr. Yinli spoke very vaguely, the Ninth Prince still understood what he meant. The Ninth Prince did not rush to take the tea, but looked at Mr. Yinli meaningfully. It was not until Mr. Yinli showed a bitter smile in his eyes that the Ninth Prince took the teacup from his hand.

Under Mr. Yinli's expectant eyes, the Ninth Prince took a sip and threw the cup behind him: "The water temperature is too high, and it ruined a pot of good tea."

"Hahaha... then make another pot." Mr. Yinli was very happy to get the answer he wanted, and he made another pot of tea at the right temperature.

The two of them had a very pleasant conversation. Mr. Yinli was so excited that he took the Ninth Prince's hand to play a game of chess. The Ninth Prince played a game with Mr. Yinli with three parts of helplessness and seven parts of understanding.

"I haven't been this happy for a long time." Mr. Yinli laughed happily, like a child, and tears flowed from his eyes as he laughed...

"Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. Before this, I never thought that there would be such a day. I have waited for this day for too long, too long." Mr. Yinli felt so bitter in his heart.

A man, a talented man, a proud son of a noble family, would not have done such a thing if he could not display his talents and fulfill his ambitions just because he married a princess.

If a man cannot get a seat in the government, he can still be a famous and romantic scholar, indulge in nature and display his talents. In short, with Mr. Yinli's character and talent, he can make himself famous even if he does not become an official.

What Mr. Yinli could not accept was that he married a woman who was known to everyone as a slut, a woman who openly looked for men, gave birth to illegitimate children, and cheated on him.

Even his political opponents looked at him with sympathy and gloating. As proud as Mr. Yinli was, he was not afraid of being looked down upon or envied by others, but he was afraid of others' sympathy, the kind of pity that came with almsgiving, which embarrassed him.

Even if he no longer cared about the eldest princess, even if he was used to the criticism from the outside world, Mr. Yinli still wanted to get rid of the eldest princess, get rid of her forever!

The favor Mr. Yinli asked the Ninth Uncle for was to ask him to secretly help him when he divorced his wife. This time he must seize the opportunity to get rid of the eldest princess forever.

That’s right, Mr. Yinli had endured for so long and finally waited for the day when he could divorce his wife.

Since ancient times, there has been no precedent of a prince consort divorcing a princess, but he wanted to set this precedent by divorcing the woman who brought him shame; divorcing the woman who brought him endless embarrassment.

His previous life was just as the Ninth Prince said, a whole pot of tea was ruined because of the water temperature, and half of his life was ruined because of a woman.

And now... he is finally about to be freed and can get rid of this shame. How can he not be happy?

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Mr. Yinli was out of control for only a moment. After a moment, Mr. Yinli calmed down, made a self-deprecating remark, and continued to chat about business with the Ninth Uncle.

The two of them still spoke in such an obscure way. They talked about life, tea, zither, chess, and everything else except Feng Jin and the princess. But the two of them exchanged their thoughts one by one in some irrelevant conversations.

The two of them had similar interests and had a very pleasant chat. At this time, Feng Qingchen in the courtyard was caught in a sea of ​​fire...

Sea of ​​fire!

In just a blink of an eye, a raging fire broke out outside the courtyard, trapping Feng Qingchen and his companions in the fire.

What happened was that half an incense stick ago, a group of men in black rushed out from the darkness, running forward as if they were risking their lives, and kerosene and rockets were shot towards the courtyard where Feng Qingchen lived. Even though Prince Duan's men were all elite soldiers, they could not stop the other side who were well prepared and had a large number of people.

In just a moment, the courtyard where Feng Qingchen was temporarily staying was engulfed in flames.

"Girl, girl, run quickly, there's a fire, there's a fire." Xia Wan and Chun Hui were awakened from their sleep. They didn't even have time to put on their coats. They stumbled out of bed and ran out.

After hearing the noise, Feng Qingchen hugged Feng Jin and jumped down: "Feng Jin and I can go out by ourselves, you go first." Feng Qingchen picked up a coat, put Feng Jin on her back, and tied her up with the coat: "Feng Jin, hold your sister tight."

"Cough cough... cough cough." Feng Jin was frightened by the sudden change. When he woke up from his sleep, he was choked by the thick smoke and shouted hoarsely: "Sister, I'm scared, I'm scared..."

In an instant, flames shot up outside the house, blocking all the exits. The heat inside the house rose up, as if it wanted to squeeze people dry. Staying in the house for one more second was torture.

"Feng Jin, don't be afraid. Sister is here... Close your eyes, and sister will take you out soon." The situation was urgent, and Feng Qingchen had no time to comfort Feng Jin. She took another piece of clothing and wrapped Snow Wolf tightly: "Snow Wolf, rush out."

"Ah... Aww." The fur on the snow wolf stood up, and its eyes were burning with fire. The snow wolf stood in front of Feng Qingchen, hesitating to move forward...

"Hurry, break open the door and rush out." Feng Qingchen urged again. The snow wolf howled and rushed out with its eyes closed. The wolf hair exposed outside was burnt the moment it encountered the fire.

"Ah, alas..." The snow wolf howled loudly, extremely angry, and wished it could tear the arsonist to pieces.

It said that it hates fire the most, its fur!

"It's Snow Wolf and the girl." Xia Wan and Chun Hui's eyes lit up with joy. They rushed over without paying attention to the fire. They didn't expect that if they rushed in, not only would they be unable to help, but they would also have to trouble others to rescue them...