1997 Battle Report, He Wants to Please You
The Ninth Prince said that Feng Qingchen could not refuse, and Feng Qingchen did not refuse, but she also did not give any expression. She just let the Ninth Prince sit there, talking to himself, and was completely indifferent.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be irritated, but the Ninth Prince was different. He thought this was great. As long as Feng Qingchen was willing to listen to him, he would feel satisfied.
For the entire afternoon, the Ninth Prince stayed close to Feng Qingchen and told her about the current situation in Dongling, where Liancheng was destroyed and the retired emperor was imprisoned.
Feng Liyou is attacking Nanling, trying to capture Nanling Jinfan alive and find out the location of the Hundred Ghosts Palace. He has already found out the whereabouts of Madam Min, but he did not move. He wants to wait for Madam Min and the others to be captured together.
After talking about what had happened, the Ninth Prince talked about his future plans. Beiling was ready to make a move and had already mobilized troops, preparing to send troops to Dongling while Dongling was attacking Nanling.
Ancheng and Jiancheng also wanted to join forces. They did not want to capture Dongling, but they were afraid that Dongling was too ambitious and would become the second Liancheng.
Four of the Nine Cities have fallen into Dongling's hands. The Nine Cities are now in name only. If the Nine Cities do not unite, they will probably be destroyed.
The Ninth Prince said a lot, but he did not explain about Lan Jiuqing, nor did he explain what happened on the cliff. Just as the Ninth Prince himself said, there was no need to mention the past. They were powerless to change what had happened, and they would be fine in the future.
Unfortunately, this was destined to be a one-sided wish of the Ninth Emperor's uncle. After a long speech, the Ninth Emperor's uncle still did not get a response from Feng Qingchen. When the Ninth Emperor's uncle pressed him and asked Feng Qingchen what he wanted in order to forgive him, Feng Qingchen just said calmly: "I don't hate you, so there is no forgiveness or not, I am fine this way."
After saying that, she pushed away the Ninth Prince who was leaning on her and went out for a walk, leaving the Ninth Prince alone in the room.
The people outside who were watching the "fun" thought that the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen would fight each other, or at least have a quarrel, but in the end, nothing happened.
They waited outside for a long time but didn't hear any sound, so they couldn't hold back any longer. A brave man like the Valley Master risked being discovered by the Ninth Prince and quietly wandered around Feng Qingchen's house, hoping to get first-hand information. However, they didn't see anything.
"Boring." Zuo An took Ling Mo to sleep on the roof for the whole afternoon, yawning out of boredom. Before the Ninth Prince got angry, Zuo An shamelessly pulled Sun Sixing to accompany him and went walking the wolves together.
The innocent Snow Wolf was caught in the crossfire again.
After Feng Qingchen came out, he called out to the Valley Master who was trying to sneak away but failed: "Where are Feng Jin and Wen Hang?"
The Valley Master took a hateful look and saw only the backs of Chi Lianshui and Guo Baoji. He was extremely angry.
Young people nowadays are becoming more and more ignorant. They don’t know how to respect the elderly and love the young. It’s no big deal to have martial arts skills, isn’t it just about running faster than him?
The Valley Master gritted his teeth, but looked gentle to Feng Qingchen: "They are in Lianqiaoju, come on, I'll take you there." He had to slip away quickly, otherwise he would be in trouble if he was discovered by the Ninth Prince.
Look how smart Ziluo and Anping are. When they learned that the Ninth Prince had arrived, the brother and sister went into the mountains that afternoon to look for their senior brother who was collecting herbs, and followed him to collect herbs.
"No need, I can go by myself. The Ninth Uncle is injured, he is waiting for you inside the house." Feng Qingchen did not let go of the Valley Master who loved to join in the fun.
"Hey, you care about him?" The Valley Master's eyes lit up. He felt that things were not as bad as they thought. Feng Qingchen still cared about the Ninth Uncle.
In the end, Feng Qingchen just said calmly: "I am a doctor."
Ignoring the chattering Valley Master, Feng Qingchen went to look for Feng Jin and Su Wenhang. Feng Jin was fine, as long as she hugged him and talked to him, but Wenhang...
What happened on the day of Tianming Cliff was an indelible pain for them. Su Wenqing's death was an eternal pain for her and the Ninth Prince, so even if she was sad, she would not resent the Ninth Prince, let alone yell at him, because...
She didn't want Wen Qing to die and she was worried about them.
Taking a deep breath and blinking away the tears in her eyes, Feng Qingchen walked towards Lianqiaoju. Inside the house, Feng Jin and Su Wenhang were resting in the bedroom, and Tong Jue was watching them. When he saw Feng Qingchen coming in, Tong Jue rushed up to them immediately and shouted excitedly, "Miss..."
"Sister." Feng Jin, who had just had a good sleep, was full of energy and looked cheerful. Compared to Su Wenhang, he was much more reserved. When he saw Feng Qingchen coming in, Su Wenhang sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes suddenly reddened: "Sister Qingchen..."
"Wenhang..." Feng Qingchen stepped forward, patted Feng Jin, ignored the little hand Feng Jin stretched out, and hugged Su Wenhang.
Just like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood, Su Wenhang buried his head in Feng Qingchen's arms, and called out sadly and aggrievedly, "Sister Qingchen." Then he burst into tears.
"Sister Qingchen, I'm so scared. I'm so scared. The housekeeper, the guard brother and they are all dead. Even my eldest brother is dead. Sister Qingchen, my eldest brother is dead, he is dead..."
Seeing Su Wenqing's body, Su Wenhang cried, but he just shed tears silently and licked his wounds alone. Although he was sad at the funeral, he still faced everything strongly, like a little adult, who didn't need anyone to worry about him and supported the Su family.
Su Wenhang knew that his family and his elder brother were all gone. From now on, there was no one who could protect him. He could only rely on himself. Being cowardly and incompetent would not only bring shame to the Su family, but would also cause him to be bullied.
After Su Wenqing was buried, Su Wenhang never cried in front of others again and always faced everything with strength. But Feng Qingchen was different. In Su Wenhang's eyes, Feng Qingchen was second only to his eldest brother, a person worthy of trust and reliance, and a god in his mind.
The suppressed sadness and fear, at the moment of seeing Feng Qingchen, all poured out. Su Wenhang didn't want to hold it in any longer. He just wanted to cry out all the sadness and helplessness in his heart...
Feng Qingchen understood what Su Wenhang was thinking, so she did not say anything to comfort him. She just hugged Su Wenhang quietly and let him cry.
The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must continue to live. Just cry out all the sadness and grievances in your heart.
Although Feng Jin didn't know what had happened, seeing his little brother, who was often with him, crying so sadly, he didn't care about his little brother stealing his sister away.
Feng Jin lay obediently beside Feng Qingchen, and imitated Feng Qingchen by patting Su Wenhang's back with his little hands. After a while, he felt tired. With a roll of his eyes, Feng Jin kicked off his shoes and began to tap Su Wenhang's back with his little feet.
The two people who were immersed in sorrow did not notice this scene. Fortunately, Feng Jin's strength was very small and he could not hurt Su Wenhang at all. The two of them, big and small, lived in harmony.
Three people, one big and two small, sat quietly in the room. There was nothing in the room except Su Wenhang's sad crying. People passing by slowed down their pace tacitly, not wanting to disturb them...
When Su Wenhang was tired of crying and fell asleep on Feng Qingchen, the crying in the room stopped and Feng Qingchen's empty eyes finally showed some spirit.
Tong Jue came forward, picked up Su Wenhang and Feng Jin, and put them on the bed. He also kneaded Feng Qingchen's numb hands. Feng Qingchen did not refuse, but lowered her head blankly, looking at the sleeping faces of Su Wenhang and Feng Jin. No one knew what she was thinking...