A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 2036 Ceremony, This is the path she chose

The eldest son is the legitimate heir, and it is reasonable for Naibao to be chosen as the heir. As long as Naibao is not too stupid and is brought up in an imperial way from an early age, even if he cannot become a wise ruler, he will definitely be a qualified emperor.

In addition, if the Ninth Prince selects an heir early, it can also avoid suicide and killing among the princes, which is beneficial for the court officials to take sides and maintain unity from top to bottom.

After several days of debate, all the ministers finally compromised with the emperor. In fact, they had no choice but to compromise and find reasons to convince themselves, because the Ninth Prince would not give in at all.

The matter of Naibao's enthronement was thus decided, and the next step would be the coronation and enthronement ceremony seven days later. Although the Ninth Prince inherited the throne before, there was no coronation ceremony, and the Ninth Prince did not change the reign title. In some aspects, the Ninth Prince had an incomprehensible perfection complex.

The ceremony of establishing the empress could also be said to be the wedding of the emperor and empress. Normally, the two should not meet each other three days before the wedding, but the Ninth Prince still broke into Feng Qingchen's palace. Even if he did nothing but just hugged Feng Qingchen to sleep, he would be satisfied.

"You're so scary when you're stubborn." Feng Qingchen was held in the arms of the Ninth Prince and couldn't move at all.

"Yes." The Ninth Prince admitted readily. If he hadn't been stubborn and resolute, he wouldn't have come this far and wouldn't have had Feng Qingchen.

"Can you loosen up a little? I can't breathe." Feng Qingchen felt her limbs were stiff because they were hugged too tightly. The Ninth Prince frowned, and seeing that Feng Qingchen's face was flushed, he relaxed a little.

Phew... The air is so fresh. Feng Qingchen exhaled twice, turned around and faced the Ninth Uncle: "Let's talk business. The Fengli Clan has received news that Feng Lizhi, Madam Min, and Feng Li Qingge have entered the city. What are your plans?"

"No need to plan." The person is right in front of him. If he does nothing, he is not the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle lowered his head and kissed Feng Qingchen's forehead. Seeing that Feng Qingchen did not refuse, he continued to kiss down, little by little to the lips. Feng Qingchen finally stopped letting him go and stretched out her hand to block the Ninth Uncle's lips: "Let's talk about business!"

"We are talking about serious business." The Ninth Prince stuck out his tongue and gently licked the palm of Feng Qingchen's hand. Feng Qingchen only felt his heart tremble, as if there was an electric current flowing from the palm of his hand to the soles of his feet, and his whole body could not help but tremble.

The Ninth Prince smiled with satisfaction, and while Feng Qingchen was distracted, he sealed her lips and kept all her words in his stomach...

In **, there is no need to talk so much nonsense. They will have plenty of time to talk in the future, so there is no need to rush now.

"Hmm..." Feng Qingchen put her hands between the two of them, trying to increase the distance between them, but she was no match for the Ninth Prince's uncle. She was conquered by him in a few moves and collapsed powerlessly on the bed, allowing the Ninth Prince to pick her.

You can't be soft at this time!

Feng Qingchen pinched herself, trying to escape from the Ninth Prince's temptation, but the gap in strength was too great. As soon as she moved, she found a big hand across her breasts.

"It's big." The Ninth Prince commented in a serious manner. Feng Qingchen was still able to remain calm at this time, but when the Ninth Prince took it in his mouth and sucked it hard, Feng Qingchen could no longer remain calm and his face turned red.

Could this man please stop competing for favor with his son?

"It tastes fishy and unpalatable." The Ninth Prince, who had successfully snatched his son's food, took a few deep sips and commented with a bitter face.

The Ninth Prince said he disliked her, but his actions were not slow. When Feng Qingchen was too ashamed to speak, he held down Feng Qingchen's hands and continued to fight with Naibao for food...

Feng Qingchen twisted her body and struggled, only to be bitten by the Ninth Emperor's uncle. Feng Qingchen felt weak all over and could only beg for mercy: "No, don't... Not now."

The remaining rationality prevented Feng Qingchen from going as crazy as the Ninth Uncle. Of course, although the Ninth Uncle was crazy, he was still rational. After tasting a little sweetness, the Ninth Uncle stopped his actions and lay on Feng Qingchen to calm the excitement in his heart...

Feng Qingchen didn't dare to move at this time, for fear of getting into trouble.

"You are becoming more and more stingy." After a while, the Ninth Prince lay on his side beside Feng Qingchen and said dissatisfiedly.

"How dare you say that to me." Feng Qingchen stretched out his hand and poked the Ninth Uncle's face: "Look at what you have done. Your son will be hungry tomorrow."

"One day, starving won't make him thin, that boy is too fat." The Ninth Prince held Feng Qingchen's hand and rubbed it back and forth. After being forbidden to have sex for nearly a year, any action of Feng Qingchen could make him distracted, but the wedding was coming soon, and he had to observe the etiquette, at least this etiquette.

Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes at the Ninth Uncle and pulled her finger back: "How can you talk about your own son like that?"

"The fact is, he's too fat!" The Ninth Prince emphasized the last four words: "His appetite is getting bigger and bigger. Your milk alone is not enough. Let the wet nurse feed him." The Ninth Prince was still persistent and tried his best to persuade Feng Qingchen to wean the baby.

He was deeply jealous of his son.

Among the children of the royal family, which one grew up drinking his mother's milk? Only Naibao had this honor. As a prince, Naibao's luck was so good that the Ninth Prince was jealous.

"We have already agreed on this matter. There is no need to discuss it again. Let's talk about the ceremony in two days. What do you plan to do?" Feng Qingchen decisively changed the subject. Although the Ninth Prince was dissatisfied, he did not pester her anymore. Instead, he answered Feng Qingchen's question: "Lock them all up. Doesn't she love my father deeply? When the imperial mausoleum was built, I built an underground prison by the way. It's just right to send her to guard the imperial mausoleum."

The Ninth Prince had a calm expression on his face, as if he was talking about an unrelated person.

Feng Qingchen did not raise any opinions on the treatment of Madam Min, as Madam Min's life or death was not decided by her. However, since the Ninth Prince did not kill Madam Min, she had to ask one more question: "What about Feng Li Qingge and the child?"

That child is Mrs. Min's motivation. As long as the child is still there, Mrs. Min will not stop. She does not want the Su Wenqing incident to happen again.

"Let her raise them. She has the final say on whether they are dragons or rats." The Ninth Prince's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "Don't worry, they will never be able to get out in this lifetime."

According to his understanding of Madam Min, after Madam Min raised Lan Jingyang, she would definitely educate the child well and raise him to be smart, capable and ambitious. And for an ambitious young man whose will is not strong enough, nothing is more painful than losing freedom and having ability but not being able to use it.

He was never a person who complained all the time. He wanted to make Madam Min and her most beloved child experience the pain she had inflicted on him twice as much...

The cold aura emanating from the Ninth Prince startled Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen quickly turned sideways and hugged the Ninth Prince: "Don't be sad for someone who doesn't care about you."

"I don't care. You're the only one I care about!" The Ninth Prince hugged Feng Qingchen tightly, his eyes passed Feng Qingchen and looked out the window coldly...

He waited, waited for the woman to fall into the trap, waited for the woman to think she had won, but then fell from heaven to hell!