2000 I Must Marry



2000 Strong, Must Marry

The fact that the Ninth Prince did not go with Feng Qingchen did not mean that they would not go the same way, but...

Some things cannot be done as the Ninth Prince wants. He wanted to spend more time with Feng Qingchen, and it would be best if he could take the opportunity to make peace and get Feng Qingchen's forgiveness, but he didn't have the time.

On the fifth day after they left Xuanyi Valley, Fu Lin's urgent letter reached Wang Jinling, asking the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling to return quickly, as this matter was not something he could resolve.

Wang Jinling saw the hesitation on the Ninth Uncle's face and stopped him from saying anything: "Only you can handle this matter. You must return to the capital."

The Ninth Prince glanced at the carriage in front of him and nodded: "Okay, I will leave in a quarter of an hour."

Wang Jinling would not refuse this small request, he was not such a mean person. Besides, from Feng Qingchen's point of view, Wang Jinling still hoped that Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Emperor's uncle could reconcile. If they continued to be in a stalemate, it would hurt their feelings.

It's not that Wang Jinling favors the Ninth Uncle, it's just that he doesn't know about the Cliff of Destiny. Now Qingchen is pregnant with the Ninth Uncle's child, and the Ninth Uncle has been very humble. If it was just because of Lan Jiuqing's identity, Wang Jinling thought that now that Qin Baoer's whereabouts are unknown, this can no longer be called a problem.

Of course, if Feng Qingchen didn't want to, Wang Jinling wouldn't say anything. No matter what choice Feng Qingchen made, he would stand on Feng Qingchen's side.

The Ninth Prince stopped the carriage and drove everyone off, even Xiao Fengjin. Feng Qingchen sighed softly and waited for the Ninth Prince to come in.

"Qingchen, the deposed emperor... My elder brother has passed away. I have to return to the capital first." The Ninth Prince's face did not look very good. Feng Qingchen raised his eyes to look at him and nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

Death is also a relief for the emperor.

"The deposed emperor died of murder." The Ninth Prince added, and this was the real reason why he hurried back.

There was already public opinion in the capital, implying that he was the one who killed the deposed emperor. Naturally, Fu Lin did not dare to take the blame for this.

"Oh..." The retired emperor was already dead. How he died was not important to her. It would not affect her ninth uncle anyway.

"I will go ahead, please take care of yourself along the way. Don't force yourself if you feel tired or uncomfortable. I will inform the post stations and government offices along the way..." The Ninth Prince turned into a nanny and muttered a lot of precautions.

Feng Qingchen was neither impatient nor moved. She just listened to what the Ninth Prince said. She felt a little sad in her heart but did not show it on her face. This made the Ninth Prince feel more and more powerless as he spoke, and finally he had to turn to government affairs again.

"I can handle the death of the deposed emperor, and Dongling will not be in chaos. You can return to Beijing without worry. After Madam Min escaped from Tianming Cliff, she went all the way to find Feng Li Qingge and Lan Jingyang's children. Now she has brought them to meet Feng Lizhi on the grassland." This was the business of the Fengli clan, so the Ninth Prince naturally did not dare to hide it from Feng Qingchen.

"Did you design it?" Feng Qingchen raised her eyebrows slightly, and then she understood after thinking about it.

"It's their own choice." The Ninth Prince did not make any excuses. He wanted to nip all dangers in the bud. It was time to take the initiative.

"If that's the case, then why are you asking me what to do?" Since the Ninth Prince dared to do it, he must have defensive measures. She was not a naive girl. She had done her best to be kind to Feng Lizhi and Feng Li Qingge. If they were not satisfied, she would not mind killing them.

"Have you made any arrangements with Feng Lizhi?" The Ninth Prince did not believe that Feng Qingchen would have any doubts about Feng Lizhi.

"Yes." Feng Qingchen nodded, and without waiting for the Ninth Uncle to speak, he took the initiative to say: "I will take care of Feng Lizhi myself. As for Feng Li Qingge and your mother, you can handle them yourself."

No matter what, Feng Qingchen would not kill the Ninth Prince's mother with her own hands.

"Okay." Seeing Feng Qingchen handling things in a businesslike manner, the Ninth Prince felt very uncomfortable, but he was reluctant to let go.

Seeing that there was still plenty of time, he told Feng Qingchen about Beiling's attack on Dongling. This time, Feng Qingchen just listened and said nothing. The Ninth Prince was a little discouraged.

Seeing that the quarter of an hour was about to expire, the Ninth Prince, who had no idea what to do, sighed helplessly: "Qingchen, just give me a blow. Whether it's life or death, I accept it."

After one slash, they were back to normal. Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen refused again: "I won't do such a thing as regicide." If she really wanted to kill him, she would definitely kill him.

"Be rational. This is what you often say to me, and now I am saying it back to you. Ninth Uncle, be rational. Your world is very big, and there is no need for you to stop for me. I am not interested in being a femme fatale." Feng Qingchen was telling the Ninth Uncle not to threaten him with ascending the throne or becoming emperor. Whether the Ninth Uncle became emperor or not had nothing to do with her.

"Qingchen, you probably don't understand that I will do whatever I want to do, including marrying you." Showing weakness is useless. As they are about to be separated, the Ninth Prince is anxious and can't help but return to his original toughness and coldness.

"Qingchen, my time is limited. I understand the grievances and resentments in your heart. I cannot change the past, I can only promise you the future. I do not regret what happened on the Cliff of Destiny. Even if I had to do it all over again, I would make the same choice.

Lan Jiuqing has long been dead, and Qin Baoer will never appear again. This is not a problem between us. I admit that I lied to you, but my feelings for you are not fake. Whether you like it or not, I will hold the ceremony of establishing the queen immediately after I ascend the throne."

The Ninth Prince spoke at the right time. After he finished speaking, he got off the carriage without waiting for Feng Qingchen to reply, leaving Feng Qingchen alone, sitting in the carriage, thinking about the Ninth Prince's words...

No regrets?

The Ninth Prince has never regretted anything he has done.

The Supreme Emperor, the Emperor of Dongling, who can stop him from doing what he wants.

She didn't regret what happened on the cliff. Her only regret was that she didn't save Su Wenqing. It would have been great if Su Wenqing hadn't died.

Feng Qingchen looked up at the roof of the car, trying hard to blink back the tears in her eyes so as not to scare Feng Jin and Wen Hang.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard Feng Qingchen tried, Feng Jin and Wen Hang were still frightened. As soon as the two kids came up, they found that Feng Qingchen was in a bad mood.

Feng Jin didn't understand what was going on. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was in a low mood, she took Feng Qingchen's hand, leaned close to Feng Qingchen, and kept calling her sister to divert Feng Qingchen's attention.

Su Wenhang already knew what happened. He understood a little bit about the matter between Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince, but like everyone else, he didn't know the truth.

"Sister Qingchen." Su Wenhang pulled Feng Qingchen's hand and asked tentatively, "Are you and Uncle Nine separated because of your eldest brother's death?"

"No." Feng Qingchen touched Su Wenhang's head with a loving look on his face.

Su Wenhang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Big brother definitely doesn't want to see you unhappy because of him." Speaking of Su Wenqing, Su Wenhang's mood also became low. He originally wanted to comfort Feng Qingchen, but in the end, Feng Qingchen had to comfort him instead.

Sun Sixing sat in the corner, not knowing what to do. He could only keep his eyes open and stare at Feng Jin, hoping that Feng Jin would be smarter so that Feng Qingchen and Su Wenhang would stop being sad.

Unfortunately, the little boy Feng Jin is completely unable to understand the adult world. Facing Sun Sixing's plea, Feng Jin just opened his big eyes, one looking at Feng Qingchen and the other at Su Wenhang, his eyes full of question marks, looking very cute and adorable, causing Feng Qingchen and Su Wenhang to stare at him.

"Ahh..." Feng Jin didn't understand why everyone was looking at him, so he continued to open his eyes wide and act innocent. Feng Qingchen smiled knowingly, hugged Feng Jin to his lap, and put his forehead against Feng Jin's: "Fortunately, we still have you by our side. Seeing you, we can get through any sadness."

"Hahaha..." Feng Jin laughed out loud, and this laugh diluted a lot of the sadness in the carriage...


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