229 lottery, I want your hands and eyes
Feng Qingchen pushed Xiling Yaohua and Su Wan into a dilemma, but she was not very happy. She knew that Xiling Yaohua and Su Wan were not easy to deal with. If she wanted to take advantage of these two women, she would have to work hard.
Yaohua had been observing Feng Qingchen, trying to see something from her face, but unfortunately Feng Qingchen looked very calm, with nothing but a faint smile on her face. Her indifferent look was no different from that of a high monk.
Yaohua was so angry that she could only calculate Feng Qingchen's chances of winning and how to get back at him.
The Ferghana horses must not fall into the hands of Dongling. If the people of Dongling use them for breeding, the horses of Xiling will have no advantage. Su Wan also thinks so.
"What? You two can't come up with the prize? If you can't even come up with a prize, I think there's no need to continue this competition. Princess Yaohua and Miss Su Wan can't afford to lose." Feng Qingchen mocked coldly.
Although she coveted the two horses, Feng Qingchen selfishly hoped that Yao Hua would refuse. Horse training is not an easy task and if you are not careful, someone could die.
"Your Majesty..." Xiling Yaohua wanted the emperor to scold Feng Qingchen, but seeing the light in the emperor's eyes, Xiling Yaohua understood that the emperor of Dongling was very satisfied with Feng Qingchen's proposal, and the words that came to her mouth turned into: "Your Majesty, I, Xiling, will take out the Ferghana horse as a prize, then what about Dongling?"
"Princess Yaohua, you are so stupid. Since the horse I tamed belongs to me, the horse you tamed belongs to you."
"Qingchen is right." The emperor nodded, looking like he was very fond of Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen quickly lowered her head, secretly mocking the emperor for being truly shameless to the extreme. In his eyes, people are only divided into those who are useful or not. If you are not useful, he can kill you no matter how talented you are.
Fortunately, Dong Ling's military power was seized by various forces. If he had held too much power, the people below would be in trouble.
Unfortunately, this is not what Xiling Yaohua wants. The war horses of Dongling are no match for the Ferghana horses of Xiling. What is the use of her having such second-rate war horses? But she can't say that.
"Your Majesty, although Yaohua wants the plateau white water very much, she wants something else even more."
"What is it?" The emperor knew that Yaohua looked down on Dongling's horse, so he didn't force her.
"Doctor Feng's suturing skills are superb. With his deft hands, he can sew up a torn wound in the blink of an eye. Yaohua is very envious. If Doctor Feng had not tamed the Ferghana horse, then Yaohua would..."
Yaohua paused for a moment. Just when everyone thought that she wanted Feng Qingchen to teach her the art of suturing, Princess Yaohua said word by word: "Doctor Feng also has both hands! Your Majesty, Yaohua wants Feng Qingchen's hands as a prize."
What?
Everyone looked at Feng Qingchen, then at Xiling Yaohua, unable to believe that this princess was so cruel. Even Dongling Jiu was stunned. He sat up straight and looked at Xiling Yaohua with a frown on his face.
Dongling Ziluo opened his mouth to persuade her, but Xiling Yaohua turned her face away, ignored him, and stared at Feng Qingchen.
The only person present who remained calm was Feng Qingchen. She seemed not to have heard Xiling Yaohua's words and had a faint smile on her face.
But no one knew that when Xiling Yaohua asked for her hands, her heart skipped a beat. Princess Yaohua was so smart that she knew that what Feng Qingchen cared about most was these hands.
"Doctor Feng, what do you think?" Xiling Yaohua hated Feng Qingchen's confident look the most, as if everything was under her control.
"Princess Yaohua, this is an interesting bet. Are you sure you don't want to change it?" Feng Qingchen stretched out his hands and looked at them carefully. "Qingchen is most satisfied with these hands. Princess Yaohua has good taste."
In the sunlight, Feng Qingchen's hands were like the finest mutton-fat jade, white, tender and smooth, and every blood vessel could be seen clearly. It had to be said that Feng Qingchen's hands were extremely well maintained...
"What? Doctor Feng is reluctant to give it up?" Xiling Yaohua knew that the people in Dongling thought that her request was too vicious, but so what? These people would at most think that she was deliberately making things difficult for Feng Qingchen, was reluctant to give up the Ferghana horse, and wanted Feng Qingchen to give up the bet.
But Yaohua understood better than anyone how skillful Feng Qingchen's hands were. To destroy Feng Qingchen's hands would be to destroy her future.
"Feng Qingchen, you can't agree to this." Dong Ling Zichun spoke out to stop her, regardless of the emperor's presence.
"Yes, don't agree to her request. Princess Yaohua's request is too much." Zhai Dongming also echoed. Seeing that the emperor did not stop them, some other nobles also spoke up one by one:
"Princess Yaohua is deliberately making things difficult for me. She wants me, Dongling, to give up the competition. This is really despicable."
"That's right, that's right, Princess Yaohua is too treacherous, Your Majesty, please give me another woman like her."
Sweat... When it comes to cunning, Feng Qingchen is no worse than Yao Hua. Didn't she propose to use the Ferghana horse and Cangshan Moyun as the prize?
These people... only help their relatives and not others. They stand on Dongling's side and only consider Dongling.
Everyone was talking about it, but the Emperor, the Ninth Prince, the Crown Prince, Prince Su and others did not speak. Perhaps it was difficult for them to decide. Even if there was only a one in a thousand chance, they still wanted to gamble that if they could get the Ferghana horses and Cangshan Moyun, the strength of Dongling's cavalry would be greatly increased.
Of course, these two horses are not used as war horses, but to breed offspring. As long as they have their bloodline, the horses will be stronger than ordinary horses.
As for Feng Qingchen's hands, did anyone care? Maybe, but in front of these two BMWs, Feng Qingchen's hands became insignificant.
Feng Qingchen was still looking at her hands, with a smile between her brows, but only she knew how sad she was in her heart. In the eyes of these people, her hands, which she cared about most, were not as good as a horse.
With a light laugh, Feng Qingchen put away the sadness in her heart and took back her hands: "Ms. Su Wan, what about you? Princess Yaohua wants my hands, what do you want, Miss Su Wan?"
Feng Qingchen asked calmly, as if he didn't care. But what if he cared about it? Who else would care except himself?
"Doctor Feng, your hands are so beautiful, but it's a pity that Princess Yaohua has taken a fancy to them. Doctor Feng, I like your eyes." In other words, Su Wan wanted Feng Qingchen's eyes.
Feng Qingchen's eyes were bright and clear, and there seemed to be a mysterious light flowing in his eyes. No one had noticed it before, but when Su Wan mentioned it, everyone discovered that Feng Qingchen's eyes seemed to be able to speak and see through people's hearts.
"Eyes? Miss Su Wan has good taste. These eyes are the second most satisfying to Feng Qingchen." Feng Qingchen blinked with a playful look, showing no nervousness or fear at all.
Isn’t Feng Qingchen nervous or afraid?
Everyone looked at Feng Qingchen in confusion.
Nonsense, how could Feng Qingchen not be afraid and nervous? She was not 100% sure, but...
Will these people give her the right to refuse?
The answer is no.
Haven’t you seen the emperor’s cold eyes, haven’t you seen the Ninth Prince’s tightly closed eyes, haven’t you seen... the covetous eyes of Princess Yaohua and Su Wan.
She was the first, and Su Wan and Yao Hua were the fifteenth, which was normal.
"Now that we have discussed the prize, Qingchen will go downstairs to change clothes." Feng Qingchen apologized to the emperor and all the gentlemen, and left gracefully. The moment she turned around, the bright red hem of her dress fluttered in the air, just like a butterfly, flying gracefully.
But no matter how beautiful a butterfly is, it only lives for one day...
Feng Qingchen, are you sure you can win?
Everyone's hearts were like a taut string, waiting for Feng Qingchen to loosen it or break it!
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