A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 1902 I am seriously ill and really tired...

After determining the location of the treasure from the previous dynasty, the Ninth Prince told Feng Qingchen immediately so that Feng Qingchen could rest assured.

"So dangerous?" After learning where the treasure was, Feng Qingchen was not relieved, but even more worried. His first reaction was the same as Su Wenqing's, and he advised the Ninth Emperor not to go there in person: "Your status is different now, you can't take this risk."

"It is not appropriate to let outsiders know." The Ninth Prince has his own considerations. The fewer people who know about the treasures of the previous dynasty, the better. Otherwise, it will definitely cause an uproar.

"Black Cavalry, let Black Cavalry go." Feng Qingchen gave the most reasonable suggestion. Black Cavalry was definitely the confidant of the Ninth Prince's confidant. Even if everyone in the world would betray the Ninth Prince, Black Cavalry would not.

"The Black Cavalry can only force their way in. The imperial mausoleum of the previous dynasty cannot be broken into by force." It's not that the Ninth Prince looks down on the Black Cavalry. As the trainer of the Black Cavalry, he is very clear about the advantages and disadvantages of the Black Cavalry.

The Black Knights are loyal, good at fighting, have good teamwork, and are individually strong, but they are not talented generals. Even with a map, the Black Knights cannot get through the imperial mausoleum.

You can't go directly to that place just by looking at the map. You can't imagine the dangers there unless you experience it yourself.

"If you go, I will go too. I have the ability to protect myself." Since the imperial mausoleum does not rely on martial arts, Feng Qingchen does not think that he will hinder the Ninth Uncle: "There must be wild beasts in the dense forest. I can bring the snow wolf with me to help you."

"You have always been a help to me." The Ninth Prince curled his lips and smiled. He never thought that Feng Qingchen was a burden.

"Okay, just think of it as you praising me." Feng Qingchen's cheeks flushed slightly. Although she had very low fighting skills, she knew very well how much she weighed.

"When do you plan to leave?" It's a mess outside now, so it's not a good time to travel. Dongling is not very stable yet, and it cannot do without the Ninth Prince to be in charge.

When the Ninth Prince instigated civil strife in his country, Dongling was also manipulated by someone with ulterior motives. The civil strife continued, and it would take a lot of effort to quell it.

"Early summer." The Ninth Prince originally wanted to choose early spring, but he remembered that early spring is the wild animal's sexual mating period. The animals at that time are more aggressive. If they were in the dense forest and encountered animals in sexual mating period, it might be difficult.

The timing was just right, and Feng Qingchen was very satisfied: "We can prepare in advance. When the war in Chu City is settled, you can first give the Black Cavalry some special training, and you can also discuss the mechanism with Zuo An."

Among the people they knew, Zuo An was the most proficient in this area: "It would be great if we could find the person who made the mechanical chariot in Baigui Palace."

Feng Qingchen sighed. She had to admit, although those people in the Hundred Ghosts Palace looked scary, they were very powerful. Even she was drooling over these talents.

"It's difficult. After they were exposed once in Xiling, they have restrained themselves a lot. It's not easy to find them." The Ninth Prince tapped the table habitually, as if he was considering the feasibility of Feng Qingchen's plan.

Although Bu Jingyun did not infiltrate the core of the Hundred Ghosts Palace, he was still valued and trusted by those people. It is not particularly difficult to find out about a master of mechanical devices, but the difficult part is how they are going to go to the island to capture people.

The location of the Palace of Hundred Ghosts is still a secret, and Bu Jingyun probably won't be able to find out where the Palace of Hundred Ghosts is.

"It's still early, we're not in a hurry. It would be best if we can find it, but it doesn't matter if we can't. The treasures left behind by the previous dynasty were meant for their descendants. Although there will be dangers along the way, I think as long as we follow the instructions on the map, it will definitely not be fatal. After all, the purpose of the map left behind by the royal family of the previous dynasty was not to kill their descendants." If the previous dynasty had not been destroyed, the Kyushu Map would never have been circulated among the people. There is no need to doubt the authenticity of this map.

"You're right." Thinking of this, the Ninth Prince was not so worried anymore. His tense body relaxed a little, and he looked up at Feng Qingchen, with a hint of tenderness in his deep eyes...

Recently, because of Madam Min's matter, Feng Qingchen hardly left the house, fearing that something might happen again. The Ninth Prince felt guilty, but thinking that he could still catch up with eating crabs in this season, he said, "If you have nothing to do tomorrow, accompany me to Zhufeng Tower."

There was nothing special about Zhufeng Tower alone, but when it was linked to the Ninth Prince, it must mean something was going to happen. Feng Qingchen just thought that the Ninth Prince had something important to do, so he nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The Ninth Prince had no intention of explaining in detail. Anyway, everything would be revealed tomorrow.

This can also be considered a surprise for Feng Qingchen.

"It's late, let's go to bed." The Ninth Prince's eyes became passionate and lingering at this moment. He stepped forward and gently untied Feng Qingchen's hair. The long black hair drew a graceful arc in the air, slid through the Ninth Prince's fingers, and fell behind her.

This night, spring is in the air...

Inside the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the woman who was gentle and graceful in front of others now had an angry look on her face. Her plain and elegant face was somewhat ferocious, and she said with gritted teeth, "What do you mean by the cause of the disease cannot be found? The patient is getting weaker and weaker, and now he can't even get out of bed, and the cause of the disease cannot be found. What do those doctors eat? And...it's such a serious matter, why did you tell me now?"

If Madam Min, or my aunt, hadn't taken into consideration that this was the Ninth Prince's Palace and that there were secret guards outside, she would have been so angry that she would have slammed the table.

After a lot of effort, things in Dongling were finally going well. Liancheng was getting on the right track. Jingyang also became motivated and sensible. He no longer competed with the Ninth Uncle for personal gain. However, he had health problems.

"Young Master, Young Master... He is afraid that you will worry, so he won't let us say anything." The man said stutteringly with a cold sweat on his face.

Madam Min not only did not calm down, but became more and more angry: "You were afraid that I would worry, but now you are not afraid that I would worry? You came to find me when you were almost dying, do you think I am a great immortal?"

The visitor had his head almost buried in his chest. He didn't dare to say a word, and his body was shaking slightly, fearing that he would bring bad luck to his master.

Madam Min knew that getting angry would not solve the problem, so she took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and asked in a deep voice, "Is anyone among his concubines pregnant?"

"According to the master's instructions, those young ladies have stopped taking the contraceptive soup, but... no one has reported any good news yet." There was absolutely no good news, and Madam Min's anger, which had just subsided, rose again.

She had been working so hard to plan for so long, just to allow the direct bloodline of the Lan family to regain the imperial power and rule the world. To this end, she did not hesitate to please her enemy, enjoy herself under him, and plot against her own son, but she did not expect...

Seeing victory in sight, the person she wanted to support turned out to be a piece of mud, not only hindering her at every turn, but also causing such a mess at the critical moment.

I feel so tired!

Mrs. Min felt that she was really tired, very tired, very tired...