291 Marry You? No One Dares Without This King's Head

After drinking Xueniang, other wines had no taste. After finishing Xueniang, no one continued to drink other wines, and the Ninth Prince had no intention of persuading everyone to drink. When the banquet was over, everyone was still sober.

It was decided before that they would spend the night at the Ninth Prince's villa, so everyone made arrangements early. Xiling Tianlei and his sister would have one courtyard, Beiling Fengqian and Su Wan would have one courtyard each, and each courtyard was guarded by their own guards.

Thinking of the Ninth Prince's arrangement, Xiling Tianlei and Beiling Fengqian could only say that it was beautiful. On the surface, it was absolutely aboveboard, and no one could find any fault with it. They only felt safe when they had their own guards to guard it.

After everyone had made their arrangements, the Ninth Prince said "do as you please" and disappeared.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to go to bed so early when seeing such a good opportunity. This is a good opportunity to test each other and discuss cooperation. Normal people will not miss it.

Feng Qingchen yawned out of boredom. This kind of political matter basically had nothing to do with her, so...

Feng Qingchen slipped away quietly when no one was paying attention to her.

The Ninth Prince's villa was very big, and even Feng Qingchen was assigned a separate courtyard. As soon as she arrived at the courtyard, the two maids sent by Wang Jinling came to greet her.

The two maids were indeed professionally trained. When they saw the clothes she was wearing, they didn't say much. They skillfully removed her hair accessories and helped her bathe and change clothes. This made Feng Qingchen suspect for a moment that she was in the Feng Mansion.

She yawned delicately, and after wrung out her long hair, Feng Qingchen waved the man away and prepared to go to sleep.

This evening, she was first thrilling, then worried, and then anxious. In short, she had had enough of it, and as soon as she fell on the bed, Feng Qingchen fell asleep.

I thought I could have a good sleep today, but I didn't expect to be awakened again in the middle of the night. Hearing some unusual movement, Feng Qingchen instinctively opened his eyes, but found...

The lights in the room were on, and the Ninth Prince was sitting opposite.

"Ninth Uncle?" Feng Qingchen was so frightened that he almost rolled off the bed. He hugged the quilt and patted his chest, giving Ninth Uncle a cold look.

It doesn't need to be so scary. She has been scared too many times recently and is becoming less and less able to stand being scared. Sooner or later, she will be scared to death by a mermaid.

"You're so courageous that you dare to sleep so soundly outside." The Ninth Prince picked up the cold tea beside him and drank it directly. He lowered his eyes like a gentleman and didn't look at the naked Feng Qingchen.

Although he had hugged her before, it was in the dark after all. Now that the room was brightly lit, the Ninth Prince was still very well-behaved, or rather, he was very respectful to Feng Qingchen.

"This is your villa, Uncle Ninth. The Crown Prince of Xiling, the Prince of Beiling, the noble lady of Nanling, the eldest son of the Wang family, and the Crown Prince of Dongling all sleep here. They all dare to sleep here, so why shouldn't I dare? Compared to them, I am nothing. Even if there are assassins, I will kill them first." Feng Qingchen dragged the quilt over himself and wrapped himself tightly.

"No wonder you were set up in the first place. You are really naive." The Ninth Prince gave Feng Qingchen a mocking look, stood up, took out a bundle from his back and threw it to Feng Qingchen: "Put it on. I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, he walked out, and did not forget to close the door for Feng Qingchen before leaving, acting like a true gentleman.

What do you mean? Without making it clear, Feng Qingchen curled her lips. The Ninth Prince just ignored her, so she had no choice but to put on her clothes and comb her hair.

When I opened the door, I saw the Ninth Prince standing in the middle of the yard. His slender figure looked like a green bamboo under the moonlight, elegant and beautiful.

It's true that there's no way to compare people. Others have a background and a good back, but even if she has a back, she's not as pretty as them.

"Ninth Uncle." Feng Qingchen called softly. The Ninth Uncle turned his head and saw the clothes on Feng Qingchen. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Follow me."

"Where are you going?" Feng Qingchen trotted to catch up with the Ninth Uncle.

"Just follow me. I can't sell you out." The Ninth Prince snorted coldly and quickened his pace. Feng Qingchen had no choice but to follow him. As he ran, he muttered, "I'm really afraid of being sold. If I'm sold to Xiling Tianlei as a concubine, I'd rather die."

Feng Qingchen's voice was very low, but the Ninth Prince heard it. He frowned and suddenly stopped and turned around: "Why? Are you afraid of being sent to marry?"

"Bang..." Feng Qingchen didn't expect the Ninth Uncle to stop suddenly, and she bumped into him. Due to inertia, Feng Qingchen fell directly into the Ninth Uncle's arms, and her nose hit the Ninth Uncle's chin. Feng Qingchen cried in pain: "It hurts so much."

Feng Qingchen didn't know that when facing the Ninth Prince, she started to act like a spoiled child unconsciously. Unconsciously, she thought that the Ninth Prince was invincible and there was nothing he couldn't do. Naturally, she regarded the Ninth Prince as a strong man and someone she could rely on.

"Are you always like this? Don't you look at the road when you walk?" The Ninth Prince was hit so hard by Feng Qingchen that although his steps were steady, his upper body tilted back. Instinctively, the Ninth Prince was ready to attack and knock the man away.

He didn't like to interact with people, but after finding out that the person in front of him was Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince immediately withdrew his hand, and instead held Feng Qingchen by the waist in his arms, holding her by his side. Looking at Feng Qingchen's red and swollen little nose, the Ninth Prince smiled unkindly.

Feng Qingchen was so angry that he glared at the Ninth Uncle and said unhappily, "Why do you say you are walking without holding your ground? It's because..."

"Because why?" Before Feng Qingchen could finish the rest of the sentence, she was interrupted by the Ninth Prince. Seeing the Ninth Prince's slightly threatening look, Feng Qingchen changed "It's because you turned around suddenly" to "It's because it was too dark and I was distracted." Feng Qingchen was silent after the rest of the sentence.

It feels bad to take all the blame on yourself.

"Run away? Why are you running away for no reason? Are you so afraid of being chosen as a concubine by Xiling Tianlei?" Feng Qingchen had already stood firm, but the Ninth Prince had no intention of letting go. Feng Qingchen did not notice how ambiguous their postures were at this moment, and the shadows printed on the wall also became entangled with each other.

Feng Qingchen nodded sullenly: "Yes, I don't want to be someone's concubine, and I don't want to marry to Xiling. My current life is very good."

She was already fed up with the world's demands on women, and she was on the verge of collapse after hearing Wang Jinling's words. She knew that no matter how powerful she was, she could not compete with the state apparatus, but if she was asked to accept her fate, she absolutely could not do it.

"Wang Jinling told you?" The Ninth Prince was certain that with Feng Qingchen's information sources and brain, it was impossible for him to know this matter.

"Yes." Feng Qingchen felt a little aggrieved. Why didn't the Ninth Prince tell her such an important thing?

If you tell her earlier, she can make preparations early. If worst comes to worst, she can always run away. With her medical skills, she should be able to support herself outside.

“You…” The Ninth Prince raised his hand and flicked Feng Qingchen’s forehead hard, which immediately turned red. Feng Qingchen covered his forehead in frustration, saying nothing, but just looking at the Ninth Prince with a resentful face…

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