A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 2006 Fool, maybe it's the last time I hold you
How can I forgive you?
Feng Qingchen was startled, his body tensed up, and his back straightened unconsciously.
In front of the Ninth Uncle, she never wanted to show weakness, especially at this time.
The Ninth Prince slightly increased his strength and brought the person into his arms, allowing Feng Qingchen to lean on him.
With a big belly, Feng Qingchen felt a little heavy. She was not a woman who would let herself down. She did not reject the Ninth Prince's kindness, but she did not answer his words either. She just felt that she was a failure as a person.
What does it mean that the Ninth Prince appears here?
This means that everything that the Ninth Prince did in Xuanyi Valley, and everything that he did yesterday, achieved the effect he wanted. Otherwise, why would Zuo An and the Eighteen Riders let the Ninth Prince in?
Sure enough, everyone in the world thought that she should forgive the Ninth Uncle, and no one considered whether she was happy or not.
"Qingchen..." The Ninth Prince called out softly, almost whispering. While Feng Qingchen was in a daze, he inserted a hairpin into Feng Qingchen's bun, then leaned on Feng Qingchen's shoulder and said softly, "Qingchen, can you forgive me? Give me one more chance, the last chance."
"I can't help it." Feng Qingchen couldn't see the style of the hairpin, but felt her hair loosen and it felt heavy on her head. She wanted to reach out and take it off, but was stopped by the Ninth Prince: "At least, wait until I leave before taking it off."
Feng Qingchen wore a red jade plum blossom hairpin on her head. The finest red jade was as dazzling as fire, but the workmanship of the jade hairpin was really not good enough, and it was a waste of such good material.
Feng Qingchen couldn't see it, but she could guess it.
The plum blossom hairpin. Since returning from Xiling that year, the Ninth Prince has given her a gift every year. However, they have always been wooden hairpins, and this one is obviously heavier.
Since the Ninth Prince did not allow her to take it, Feng Qingchen would naturally not deliberately go against him. She was not that stupid to cause trouble for herself. It was just a matter of waiting, and she could afford to wait...
Feng Qingchen stood there motionless, waiting for the Ninth Prince to leave. In Xuanyi Valley, it was always like this, and in the end, the Ninth Prince would definitely not be able to persuade Feng Qingchen.
Because the Ninth Prince was afraid of tiring Feng Qingchen.
But this time, the Ninth Prince was not so easy to deal with. After making sure that Feng Qingchen would not take off the hairpin, the Ninth Prince touched Feng Qingchen's belly affectionately to connect with the baby in her belly.
Feng Qingchen had not responded, just like a puppet. The Ninth Prince was not discouraged. After communicating with the baby, he leaned close to Feng Qingchen again, whispered in Feng Qingchen's ear, and almost begged: "Qingchen, please don't torture me like this, okay? My heart hurts so much that I can't breathe.
The Ninth Prince, who never showed weakness in front of others, disregarded his dignity again and again and asked for Feng Qingchen's forgiveness. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but...
"It hurts me too." Feng Qingchen grabbed the Ninth Prince's hand and placed it on his heart: "As much as I love you, I cannot forgive you."
The Ninth Prince's heart choked, as if it was being tightly squeezed, and he asked carefully and anxiously: "Qingchen, you still love this king, right?"
"Yes." If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be so painful.
"Since you still love me, why do you have to torture me anymore?" He has never had a good night's sleep since returning from the Cliff of Destiny, just like when he crawled out of the pile of dead bodies.
"I don't want us to torture each other, so please let me go. If you want a child, I can give it to you after it is born." Feng Qingchen couldn't bear to say this, but she really didn't want to be entangled with the Ninth Prince anymore.
The more the Ninth Prince did, the more the people around her would be shaken, and she would be shaken as well. People are all made of flesh and blood, and she saw how hard the Ninth Prince had been going these days...
Even if it was a self-torture trick, the Ninth Prince succeeded, and she felt really bad for him.
"Qingchen, you should know that what I want is you, not the child. Don't think of getting rid of me with the child." What he wanted was Feng Qingchen, and Feng Qingchen's child.
"Qingchen, I have already decided to hold the coronation ceremony and the queen establishment ceremony on the day when your child is one month old. I don't want to force you." The Ninth Prince originally wanted to wait until the child was born, but he couldn't wait any longer. In these days, Feng Qingchen showed no signs of softening. This time was different from the past.
"Are you going to force me to disappear forever?" Domineering and affectionate, the Ninth Prince would not accept rejection at all. She should have known that forcing her to compromise step by step was always what the Ninth Prince loved to do.
"You can't leave. Qingchen, if you dare to leave, I will kill all the Fengli people. Kill all the Manchus with the surname Wang." The emperor was furious, and corpses were scattered all over the place. The Ninth Prince didn't mind letting Feng Qingchen see his cruel and bloodthirsty side.
"This king doesn't mind becoming a tyrant for you."
"Do you think I care about their life or death?" Feng Qingchen's body trembled slightly, and he felt the horror of the Ninth Uncle again.
She knew that this man was not just talking, he knew he could do such a thing and he could do it.
"It doesn't matter if you don't care. I don't care anyway." The Ninth Prince was telling Feng Qingchen that he was not threatening her with the Fengli clan and the Wang family. He would do so if Feng Qingchen left.
"Does it have to be like this?" Feng Qingchen felt like she was about to suffocate, trapped to death by the Ninth Prince: "What's the point of you keeping me here? I'm not happy."
"As long as you are by my side, I will be happy." As long as they can keep the person, they will have time: "Qingchen, you have no choice. No matter what happens, you can only be by my side, and you are powerless to change it."
The Ninth Prince had always known that Feng Qingchen was a smart person who knew how to compromise and enjoy life. Unlike him, he would only stubbornly confine himself and the people around him.
"Qingchen, you are this king's calamity, you can't escape."
"But... I'm so tired." Feng Qingchen had tears in his eyes and looked ahead blankly, but without focus.
The Ninth Prince gave her a path, but it was the path she was most reluctant to take.
"I will carry you to rest." The Ninth Prince picked up Feng Qingchen horizontally, ignoring the deep meaning in Feng Qingchen's words.
Feng Qingchen was too lazy to say anything. This was how the Ninth Prince was. He only listened to what he wanted to hear and what he loved to hear. He didn't care about her rejection or her indifference. As for her feelings, he didn't need to care about them...
The Ninth Prince put Feng Qingchen on the bed, and without caring whether Feng Qingchen really wanted to sleep or not, he clumsily took off Feng Qingchen's coat, and despite Feng Qingchen's resistance, he lay down beside Feng Qingchen with his clothes on.
Feng Qingchen turned sideways with her back to him, but the Ninth Prince didn't care and hugged Feng Qingchen from behind. When Feng Qingchen shrank inward, he leaned inward, squeezing Feng Qingchen so that there was no room left.
"Let me go." Feng Qingchen had had enough and tried to push the Ninth Uncle away with her elbow, but the Ninth Uncle would rather get injured than let go.
Before Feng Qingchen could speak, the Ninth Prince stood behind Feng Qingchen and said, "Qingchen, don't push me away. This may be the last time I hug you."
What's the meaning?