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"Ah, it's the eldest son, it's the eldest son."

"Yulang, Yulang."

"Young Master, Young Master."

…

Beauty is a feast to the eyes, and this is true not only for women but also for men.

With red lips and white teeth, he was gentle, handsome, noble and elegant. As soon as Wang Jinling walked out, all the men and women around him were eclipsed, as if all the light in the world was concentrated on him alone, and everyone else lost all their color in front of him.

Before they entered the city, a sensation had already been caused. The women in the city started shouting and some even fainted from excitement.

The women in Dongling are quite courageous.

Wang Jinling was not in a hurry to enter the city. He got off the carriage and thanked the people who were escorting him. Feng Qingchen did not hear what they said specifically. She only saw the team escorting Wang Jinling stop, and all the guards got off their horses and said loudly, "We will see the eldest master into the city."

Different forces, different factions, but the same respect. Even the emperor doesn’t have this honor. There is only one Wang Jinling in this world.

Wang Jinling didn't force it, but nodded with a smile. Just as he turned around... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came out in person, followed by a group of guards.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks a little thin due to his heart disease, but it does not affect his noble aura. It's a pity that this noble aura, compared with Wang Jinling's natural elegance, seems a bit deliberate.

"Thank you all for seeing me off. The young master has now returned to the city. Please rest assured." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was kind and polite, looking respectful to others.

"Please rest assured, Your Highness. We will see the eldest young master off into the city and leave immediately." This group of people gave the prince face for Wang Jinling's sake.

The prince was definitely a smart man and would never embarrass himself. He knew very well that this group of people were from all walks of life and would never give him face. The prince nodded gracefully and invited Wang Jinling to ride in the sedan chair with him.

This was a royal ceremonial procession. No matter how famous Wang Jinling was, he was not qualified to sit on the prince's sedan chair. Wang Jinling declined with a smile, and the prince did not force him, he was just making a gesture.

"My Lord, how about riding with me?" Wang Jinling returned to the city in glory. If he had to sit in the carriage all the time, he would have lost his elegance. The prince would never agree.

Although being with Wang Jinling was stressful, and he, the crown prince, had to become a foil, but since he had done it, he had to do it to the end. To be able to get the support of the Wang family, this sacrifice was worth it for the crown prince.

"Jinling obeys your command." Even in such a glorious situation, Wang Jinling remained humble and polite, and the smile on his face made people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

"Wang Jinling is Wang Jinling. No matter how high his position is, his essence remains unchanged." Feng Qingchen recalled the scene when he first met Wang Jinling. He was standing in a humble room in a simple white dress, but he gave people the feeling of a luxurious house.

But today, he stood among the crowd in gorgeous clothes, but he seemed as if he was standing in a humble room, calm and contented, without any vanity.

If we use flowers to make a metaphor, then Wang Jinling is the lotus, with a noble character and natural elegance.

A young man in fine clothes and riding a horse was seen on the street. Wang Jinling rode into the city on horseback. The people stepped aside spontaneously and made way for Wang Jinling without the need for the soldiers to rebuke them.

"Young Master, Young Master."

"Yulang, Yulang..."

The woman's shy voice rang out again. At the same time, many purses, flowers, and even pearls and jade pendants flew out from the windows on both sides of the street.

On the street, it was raining flowers and purses, which was a beautiful sight. This was definitely a treatment only Wang Jinling could enjoy.

"So enthusiastic." Feng Qingchen was amazed.

She thought that throwing fruits into the car was just a legend, but it turns out it really happened.

Watching Wang Jinling's grand entrance into the city, Feng Qingchen couldn't help but think of the scenes of his three times entering the city. It must be said, comparing yourself to others will make you feel depressed.

When she entered the city, the city gate was also crowded with people watching the fun, but those people were not welcoming her, they were laughing at her.

When she entered the city, some people threw things at her, but they were all rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs. But look at Wang Jinling, all of them were fresh flowers and handkerchiefs. There is really no comparison between these two people.

Feng Qingchen touched her face and thought to herself, although Wang Jinling is very good-looking, she is not bad either, so why is her treatment so much worse? I really can't understand it.

"What's wrong? Are you jealous? Why don't you throw one too? Maybe Jinling will know." Zhai Dongming thought Feng Qingchen was jealous because she saw how popular Wang Jinling was, so he joked.

"Yes, Master, those women have all been lost, why don't you lose one too? Look, the eldest young master is coming towards us." Sun Sixing persuaded with a smile, and without any respect took off Feng Qingchen's purse and stuffed it into Feng Qingchen's hand.

Today is a good day, put all your worries aside.

"Stop making trouble." Feng Qingchen was depressed and quickly stood back.

She and Wang Jinling are not what these people think. They are friends, just friends.

If Wang Jinling could marry her, maybe she would; but Wang Jinling's identity meant that he couldn't possibly marry a woman like her.

Since they knew it was impossible for them to be together, there was no need to persist. She knew Wang Jinling also knew it. They were both free and easy people. Without love, they were just close friends.

"Master, we are not making a fuss. Hurry up and throw it away. It will be too late if you don't." Sun Sixing would not let Feng Qingchen escape. It seemed like this little medical idiot had finally come to his senses.

"You have no respect for your elders." Feng Qingchen and her gang are really shooting themselves in the foot. Normally, she never puts on airs as a master in front of Sun Sixing, so Sun Sixing is certainly not afraid of her.

"Master, throw it faster. Everyone is throwing it, so you should follow the custom. This is not something to be ashamed of."

"That's right. Anyway, Jin Ling doesn't know. There are so many people here, and there are purses all over the floor. No one knows whose it belongs to."

Zhai Dongming and Sun Sixing held Feng Qingchen and refused to let her escape.

"Master, it's coming, it's coming, throw it quickly."

The prince and Wang Jinling, escorted by the guards, walked one after the other to the teahouse where Feng Qingchen was sitting. Feng Qingchen looked at the handkerchiefs and purses that fell one after another, and after thinking about it, she didn't think much of it, so she threw the purse in her hand down.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Feng Qingchen let go, Zhai Dongming shouted, "Wang Jinling, catch it."

I don’t know if it was Zhai Dongming’s words that worked, or what…

At the moment when Feng Qingchen let go of the purse, Wang Jinling suddenly pulled the reins and stopped. He stretched out his hand and held a purse, and raised his head with a smile: "Feng..."

"boom……"

Before Wang Jinling could finish his next words, he heard an explosion next to him and the guards beside him were blown away instantly.

"What's this?"

"Someone come, someone come, there is an assassin, protect the prince." The explosives were only around Wang Jinling. The prince was some distance away from Wang Jinling, so he escaped.

"Don't..." Feng Qingchen was extremely familiar with this voice, and his body reacted faster than his brain.

"Jinling, be careful."

"boom……"

When the second explosion sounded, Feng Qingchen jumped directly from the teahouse and threw herself into Wang Jinling's arms.

Explosives? How is it possible? How could there be explosives in this era? And this explosives was aimed at Wang Jinling.

Feng Qingchen didn't even think about it, nor did she have time to think about it. She just hugged Wang Jinling tightly and protected him...

"Qingchen." Wang Jinling was overwhelmed, and the horse was frightened, so they both tumbled to the ground...

"Feng Qingchen, you stupid woman." In the dark, Lan Jiuqing, wearing a silver mask, was a step slower, watching Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling rolling into the crowd...