281 same style, misunderstood again

The timing was just right. When Feng Qingchen found that her clothes were the same color and style as the Ninth Prince's, she wanted to change, but it was too late. The guests invited by the Ninth Prince had arrived...

When the Ninth Prince sends an invitation to someone, it is a huge favor that only happens once a year, and very few people can get it.

It is an honor to receive the invitation from the Ninth Emperor Uncle. No matter what you think, no matter whether you are happy or not, no one dares to be late.

Normally, people in high positions and with great power would be the last to arrive, so that they could highlight their dignity and enjoy the vanity of being worshipped by everyone. But this time it was different, as the first person to arrive was actually His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The prince was as weak as ever. Seeing his ninth uncle from afar, he quickened his pace. After just a few steps, his cheeks turned red and he was breathing slightly.

No wonder Dongling Ziluo is in no hurry to dethrone the crown prince. With a crown prince like this, it is really impossible to regard him as an opponent. How can such a bastard be able to take on the responsibility of governing the country?

Seeing Feng Qingchen standing at the corner in luxurious clothes, the prince was visibly stunned for a moment, with a mixture of amazement and confusion.

The Ninth Prince invited Feng Qingchen to dinner. Obviously, she was not the guest of honor. How could she dress so brilliantly? Was she trying to steal the limelight from the host? Fortunately, there was no hostess in the Ninth Prince's house, otherwise Feng Qingchen would definitely be hated for doing this.

"Qingchen greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Feng Qingchen knelt down to salute. It was not that she didn't want to kneel, but her clothes would definitely get dirty if she knelt.

"No need to be so polite." The prince's eyes flashed, and he smiled gently at Feng Qingchen and continued to walk towards the Ninth Prince. When he got closer and saw the Ninth Prince's clothes, the prince was stunned again, and then he smiled knowingly.

This Feng Qingchen really never forgets to show her feelings. She even found out about the Ninth Prince's clothes and dressed the same way. Is she trying to make Su Wan give up?

Women just love to care about these external things, but they don't know that the Ninth Prince will not take these things into consideration at all. The prince saluted Dong Lingjiu: "Uncle."

By missing the number "nine", the prince was deliberately trying to narrow the distance between the two.

"The Crown Prince is here, please take a seat." After the Ninth Prince sat down in the main seat, the Crown Prince followed and sat in the first seat at the lower left. Feng Qingchen stood at the corner, not knowing whether she should go forward or not, and where should she sit?

Normally, men and women should sit at separate tables, but there is only one table here for the Ninth Prince, so the Ninth Prince should ask everyone to sit together.

The Ninth Prince seemed to know that Feng Qingchen was uncomfortable and raised his hand: "Sit down."

It is a rule that men and women sit at different seats, but this rule is slightly relaxed in the royal family. Who dares to say anything wrong about the royal family?

"Yes." Feng Qingchen responded and walked forward slowly. As she walked forward, Feng Qingchen discovered that there was a lotus embroidered with gold thread on the hem of the dress. She hadn't noticed it before. Well, she hadn't lowered her head to look at the hem of the dress before.

As Feng Qingchen walked forward, the front hem flew forward and the lotus flowers bloomed one by one. When the hem was retracted, the lotus flowers retracted again. It was probably embroidered in the dark. If it weren't for walking like this and the dim light at the corner, it would not have been discovered at all.

After all, under sufficient light, the golden line is not very obvious.

"What exquisite embroidery." Not to mention the prince, even Feng Qingchen herself was stunned, looking at the blooming lotus on the hem of her clothes as she walked.

Having only heard of "lotus blooming with every step" before, but now seeing it with his own eyes, Feng Qingchen's shock can be imagined. If the occasion was not wrong, Feng Qingchen really wanted to walk a few more steps, or turn around in a circle, to appreciate the beauty of "lotus blooming with every step".

Feng Qingchen exclaimed happily, and the Ninth Prince nodded in satisfaction. However, the Crown Prince looked puzzled. How could Feng Qingchen not know about her own clothes? Did she deliberately attract the attention of the Ninth Prince?

The prince turned his head sideways and saw the Ninth Prince looking at Feng Qingchen with a smile in his eyes. He secretly admired Feng Qingchen for putting so much thought into it. Why do women these days focus so much on how to attract men?

The women in the harem were like this, and so were the women in his house. They racked their brains every day to attract his attention.

However, compared with Feng Qingchen, those women are on a lower level. Feng Qingchen is really creative. Not to mention the Ninth Prince who is not interested in women, even he, who is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, was attracted by Feng Qingchen's trick.

No woman can resist the temptation of gorgeous clothes and jewelry. Faced with such exquisite and beautiful clothes, the little dissatisfaction in Feng Qingchen's heart disappeared. For the sake of this dress, she let the Ninth Prince take advantage of it a little.

Feng Qingchen knew that with her status, she could only sit at the last seat, so without being invited, she chose the very last seat and sat down. However, she did not expect... that she was sitting opposite the Ninth Prince.

After sitting down, Feng Qingchen realized that she couldn't get up and change seats. Besides, she was not qualified to sit anywhere else. She could only smile and thank the Ninth Prince who was sitting in the first seat.

The Ninth Prince responded indifferently, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. The Crown Prince smiled and tried to smooth things over, and said a few words to the Ninth Prince, but unfortunately the Ninth Prince did not give him face and just kept saying "hmm" the whole time.

The Ninth Prince and the Crown Prince are of similar age, but one acts like an elder while the other acts like a junior. Feng Qingchen finds it weird no matter how he looks at it.

Seeing that the prince could hardly hold on any longer, Dongling Ziluo, Princess Anping, Dongling Zichun, Wang Qi, Xie San, Wang Jinling and Zhai Dongming finally arrived.

The Ninth Uncle and the Crown Prince did not need to stand up, but Feng Qingchen was different. Normally, she would greet these people. At this time, even if she did not kneel down to greet them, she still had to stand up to greet them.

In this way, it seemed as if Feng Qingchen was the hostess, helping to entertain the guests. Although the prince felt something was wrong, what could he say if the Ninth Prince did not say anything.

Everyone was visibly stunned when they saw Feng Qingchen. They obviously had not expected that the Ninth Prince would invite Feng Qingchen. And when they saw the clothes on Feng Qingchen, several people's faces looked visibly unhappy.

Dong Ling Zi Luo was as cold and indifferent as usual, with a sarcastic look on his face; Dong Ling Zi Chun was enthusiastic, but for some reason he was being watched by the Ninth Prince, so he did not dare to speak. He smiled at Feng Qing Chen and walked forward obediently.

Princess Anping did not dare to cause trouble in front of the Ninth Uncle, so she could only ignore the bright and charming Feng Qingchen, and occasionally threw her a contemptuous smile, making it clear that she looked down on Feng Qingchen.

Wang Jinling still had a smile on his face, but Xie San, Wang Qi and the Crown Prince were like him. They glanced between the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen and said nothing.

Feng Qingchen knew that this outfit would cause trouble, but she could only endure it. After all, this was the Ninth Prince's territory, and she had to take advantage of him.

"Sit wherever you want." The Ninth Prince finally called out, but no one dared to sit anywhere. The positions were also particular. Dongling Ziluo sat below the Crown Prince, followed by Princess Anping, Dongling Zichun and Zhai Dongming.

Regardless of gender, people sit according to their status. There is a seat between Zhai Dongming and Feng Qingchen. Either Xie San or Wang Qi can sit there. After all, Feng Qingchen sits at the last seat, so Xie San and Wang Qi must sit on her left and right. However...