287 Qualification, You Have Failed My Good Will

Feng Qingchen was stunned on the spot, her mouth formed an O shape, and she was secretly annoyed. She really couldn't explain herself. She didn't know what the Ninth Prince thought of her. She might be even more annoying than Su Wan.

What's going on with the Ninth Prince? Why are there no servants and guards in the courtyard where he lives? Where did those people go? He didn't even come out to remind her.

Sweat... The servant lying there who was shot was sweating secretly. If they tried to stop him and the Ninth Prince found out, they would be the ones in trouble. They don't have such noble sentiments as "I would rather die than my fellow Taoist", so Miss Feng, take care of yourself.

Seeing that the Ninth Prince was staring at her without blinking, waiting for her answer, Feng Qingchen hesitated for a long time before saying, "I didn't mean it."

"Well, I believe you didn't do it on purpose." You did it on purpose. In order to show that he believed Feng Qingchen's words, the Ninth Prince nodded seriously, but the expression on his face was completely different.

Feng Qingchen couldn't touch her forehead. She knew that she couldn't explain it to the Ninth Uncle. She was too lazy to say more. She bent her knees and said, "Qingchen accidentally barged in and disturbed the Ninth Uncle's peace. Qingchen will leave now."

If I can't afford to provoke you, I can still avoid you. The Ninth Prince is so great. I don't want to marry you, but... I just have a good impression of you. As long as you don't provoke me, this feeling will fade over time.

Walk?

The Ninth Prince did not try to persuade her to stay. When Feng Qingchen turned around, he suddenly asked, "Is the lotus leaf chicken soup delicious tonight?"

There is a table full of dishes tonight, but the Ninth Prince only asked about the chicken soup.

this……

Feng Qingchen paused

How should she answer this?

She and Wang Jinling have been in close contact for more than a day or two. Even though Wang Jinling went a little too far today, he was not annoying. After all, being taken care of by someone like the eldest master would definitely satisfy her vanity.

She and Wang Jinling were both very open and frank with each other, but when asked by the Ninth Prince, it seemed as if she and Wang Jinling had deliberately acted intimate in front of him in order to make him pay attention or become jealous.

Well, she admitted that she had a little bit of such an idea, but only a little bit. Because of this little bit of caution, she not only did not refuse, but also cooperated with Wang Jinling's actions. Unfortunately, the reaction of the Ninth Prince dampened her enthusiasm.

I thought the Ninth Prince didn't care, but this guy asked, "Does he care?" He cared after such a long time, he is really a god.

Feng Qingchen sighed deeply and turned around: "How can the things in the Ninth Prince's house be bad?"

"So it's the things in my mansion that are good. I thought the soup served by the eldest son of the Wang family was extraordinary." Not only did the Ninth Prince have a cold tone, but his eyes were also cold. Feng Qingchen stepped back a few steps in fright, and turned away feeling a little guilty, then glared back. Why was she feeling guilty? Who was the Ninth Prince to her? What right did he have to control her?

The only people in this world who are qualified to control her are her father and mother. Apart from these two people, no one else can interfere in her life, not even the Ninth Prince.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen felt more confident. He faced the Ninth Prince calmly and said generously: "It is my honor that the eldest master serves soup to me." Why are you complaining? Why didn't I see you adding more dishes for me at the dinner table?

snort……

Seeing Feng Qingchen's tigress look, the Ninth Prince suddenly laughed: "It seems that you are very happy to order the eldest master around." This remark classified Wang Jinling as a servant, which means that he was not angry. He was not angry at a man who took the life of a servant.

Feng Qingchen curled her lips. She didn't like what the Ninth Prince said about Wang Jinban. "The number of people in this world who can ask the eldest master to add more food can be counted on one hand. This is the eldest master's love for Qingchen. It's a pity that you, the Ninth Prince, don't have the habit of ordering people around. Qingchen thinks Miss Su Wan will be very happy."

In order to please the Ninth Prince, Su Wan even pretended to be sick, which shows how much she wanted to marry the Ninth Prince. Of course, this also shows that the current situation is very unclear. It is imperative for the Su family to marry the Dongling royal family. Su Wan is anxious. If she can't marry Dongling Jiu, she will have to marry someone else. In short, Su Wan will never go back after she arrives in Dongling.

"Unfortunately, I am not you and have no interest in ordering irrelevant people around." The Ninth Prince narrowed his eyes and took a few steps forward to close the distance between himself and Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen looked alert and glared at the Ninth Uncle: "What are you going to do?" The Ninth Uncle was too unpredictable. She was really afraid that he would do something wrong. Here, no one could get help from heaven or earth.

Of course, the Ninth Prince’s behavior was not to touch her, but to make her feel upset.

"What can I do to you? What do you want me to do to you?" The Ninth Prince whispered in Feng Qingchen's ear.

The two of them were in an extremely ambiguous position, one on top of the other. Feng Qingchen only felt that his heart was scratched by a feather, itchy, and something seemed to jump out of his heart.

The faint fragrance of bamboo and the hot breath lingered around her neck. Feng Qingchen's face turned red with anger. She took a few steps back angrily, but found that there was a railing behind her. If she retreated any further, she would fall.

Feng Qingchen wailed silently in her heart... How unlucky was she? How could she retreat to a dead end? "Ninth Uncle..."

Feng Qingchen called out weakly, silently requesting the Ninth Uncle to take two steps back. No, this distance was too ambiguous and it was impossible to have a proper conversation.

The big watery eyes sparkled in the dark night, with wholehearted trust and prayer. The Ninth Prince felt his heart skip a beat, his tone softened, and his fingers gently brushed the hair by Feng Qingchen's ears.

He said half jokingly and half seriously: "What's wrong? Are you jealous? I didn't ask Su Wan to serve me, nor did I let her hold my hand. I even threw away the clothes she touched."

His eyes fell on Feng Qingchen's clothes, and a cold light flashed across Uncle Ninth Emperor's eyes. Uncle Ninth Emperor secretly made a decision that he didn't want this one either!

She felt sour? But why did she feel that the Ninth Prince's words were so sour? She must have heard it wrong, she must have heard it wrong. Even if the Ninth Prince felt sour, he would not show it.

However, hearing these words in my heart, I feel really relieved, ahem… Feng Qingchen cleared her throat and said with a sweet smile: "Uncle Nine, you are joking. Who am I? How can I be sour?"

"Qualifications? How about I give you this qualification?" The tone of the Ninth Prince's voice was as if he was saying that the moonlight tonight was very beautiful.

What? Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment. She couldn't believe what she heard. What did the Ninth Prince mean by this? She wanted to ask, but...

In the current situation, even if she asked, what would it matter? Even if the Ninth Prince liked her, he would not marry her. Feng Qingchen came to her senses and smiled bitterly, lowering her head: "Qingchen is not qualified, Qingchen can't afford it."

The right to eat sour food? If the future Ninth Princess doesn’t have the right to eat sour food, then what is she?

"Qingchen, you have failed me." The Ninth Prince's words were so soft and unreal...

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