295 Last night, she was with me

Dong Ling Zichun looked at Feng Qingchen pitifully like an abandoned puppy, and just happened to see the disdain and contempt in Feng Qingchen's eyes.

Feng Qingchen really couldn't stand Dong Ling Zichun, the stud man. Men of this era are really shameless to just sleep with someone as soon as they climb into bed with him. No matter how much they think with their lower body, they still have to consider the occasion and the person.

Dong Ling Zichun became anxious when he saw Feng Qingchen like this, and explained without caring about the occasion: "Miss Feng, you have to believe me. I was the victim last night. I don't know why Princess Yaohua was in my body, and I don't know why she was so..." proactive and enthusiastic!

"Ahem..." The prince coughed twice to stop Dong Ling Zi Chun from saying the next word. Dong Ling Zi Chun was such a fool. No wonder he was framed. He was such a clueless guy. Didn't he see that Zi Luo's face had turned completely black...

No man can accept that the goddess in his heart is described by others as a maid who climbs into bed...

What is even more unacceptable is myself and my brother.

"Shut up." Xiling Yaohua rushed forward like a madman and slapped Dongling Zichun in the face: "You bastard!"

No woman could accept being spoken of so badly, let alone the high and mighty Princess Yaohua.

Dong Ling Zichun compared her to a maid in front of her heart and her rival. It was like stabbing her heart with a knife. Every time she did that, she felt so painful that she wanted to die.

Xiling Yaohua closed her eyes and cried silently...

She knew that her life was ruined. This man had destroyed her innocence, her reputation, and her future. Now she didn't even have the courage to look at Dong Ling Ziluo.

Last night, Zi Luo had promised her that he would marry her, and she was ready to give up everything in Xiling and just be Zi Luo's princess. But what about now?

Everything is ruined, everything is ruined.

Feng Qingchen looked at Xiling Yaohua, who was like a dead leaf in the wind and could fall down at any time, and showed a very faint smile. When he harmed her, why didn't he think about how a weak woman like her could survive facing the contempt and accusations of the world?

Looking at Xiling Yaohua, she seemed to see herself facing the accusations of everyone at the city gate, kneeling outside the Queen's Palace, so scared that her whole body was shaking.

At that time, she had no one to rely on but herself, and her so-called fiancé would only add insult to injury and force her to death.

When Feng Qingchen thought of this, she suddenly wanted to see Dong Ling Ziluo's expression. What would happen to the man who wanted her dead in the first place?

Turning around, he met Dong Ling Ziluo's eyes. Feng Qingchen saw a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and that murderous intent was actually directed at him.

Feng Qingchen suddenly wanted to laugh. Is this man possessed? He wanted to kill her when she was a victim. Now she is just a spectator, and this man still wants to kill her.

She was originally just following behind the Ninth Prince to watch the show, but since Dong Ling Zi Luo was picking on the weak, don't blame her for being rude.

Ignoring the black-faced evil spirit Xiling Tianlei and the silent weeping, desperate Princess Yaohua, Feng Qingchen took small, graceful steps and walked to the side of the Ninth Uncle and saluted: "Ninth Uncle."

"What's wrong?" The Ninth Prince turned to Feng Qingchen, not concealing the intimacy in his tone at all.

"I'm tired and want to go back first." Feng Qingchen looked innocent.

"In that case, we will leave first. There is no need to stay here. Although the woman is the one who suffered the loss in this incident, only the parties involved know the truth.

Prince Lei, Prince Chunyu has already said that if you don’t believe it, you can ask Princess Yaohua what happened last night.

Of course, no matter what the truth is, I will let Prince Chunyu marry Princess Yaohua. After all, Princess Yaohua can't marry anyone else except Prince Chunyu." I don't know if it's because Feng Qingchen said he was tired or what, but the Ninth Prince spoke very fast, more than three times faster than usual.

"Ninth Uncle, is this your way of handling things? When such a big thing happens, you push a prince to take responsibility." Xiling Tianlei stepped forward and blocked the way of the Ninth Uncle.

Things have already happened, he must maximize the benefits, and this matter will not be resolved amicably unless Dongling bleeds a little.

“What else do you want, Prince Lei? Let Prince Luo marry Princess Yaohua? Even if I agree, Prince Luo himself will not agree. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Prince Luo.” The Ninth Prince didn’t even call him Zi Luo, which showed that he was extremely protective of his own people. Even though Dongling Zi Luo had once saved his life, he was not polite.

Dongling Ziluo turned his face away in embarrassment, not daring to look at the Ninth Uncle and Xiling Tianlei. He really would not marry Yaohua. If he married Yaohua, he would be a joke.

"You Dongling people are going too far." Xiling Tianlei's veins were exposed. If he hadn't taken into consideration that this was in Dongling, Xiling Tianlei would have killed someone long ago.

"I'm not as good as you. Prince Lei, you should think about it carefully. Today, I can agree to let Prince Chunyu marry Princess Yaohua, but tomorrow she may just be a concubine. After all, Princess Yaohua has behaved improperly." When it comes to matters like losing virginity before marriage, no matter who is right or wrong, in the end, only the woman is wrong, and only the woman has to bear all the consequences.

"Uncle..." Dongling Zichun protested before Xiling Tianlei and Yaohua could say anything.

"What? You don't want to marry? Then why didn't you push her off the bed last night? If you had pushed her off the bed, this wouldn't have happened today." The Ninth Prince scolded harshly. He was still concerned about the two women, Feng Qingchen and Yao Hua, otherwise his words would have been even more unpleasant.

"But, but..." Dong Ling Zichun touched the red and swollen half of his face.

He didn't want to marry a tigress.

"There's nothing to but. You have to marry Princess Yaohua even if you don't want to. It's your fault for ruining her reputation." Dong Lingjiu flicked his sleeves and said, "Prince Lei, are you satisfied with this result? If you are not satisfied, it doesn't matter. We will go to the palace to talk to the emperor. Oh... there is one thing I forgot to tell you. The second prince of Xiling has arrived. If my estimation is correct, the second prince should have entered the palace by now." The Ninth Prince dropped a bombshell lightly.

"What did you say?" Xiling Tianlei's face turned pale. Why didn't he receive the message?

"Didn't you understand? Prince Lei, your second brother is here and is seeking medical treatment in Dongling." Dong Lingjiu's mouth curled up, looking a little cold.

"How is that possible?" His second brother was well-known in Xiling for his virtue and was the perfect candidate for the crown prince. However, his legs were crippled and he could not ascend to the throne.

Come to Dongling for medical treatment...

"Ninth Uncle, it's you, right?" He and Yaohua were plotted against as soon as they arrived in Dongling. His legs were injured and it was inconvenient for him to walk, and things between Yaohua and Dongling Ziluo were full of difficulties.

They were so bogged down in these little things that they couldn't get anything done.

"Prince Lei is overthinking. I have no interest in interfering in Xiling's internal affairs. Princess Yaohua, I'm asking you for the last time, will you marry Prince Chunyu?" Dong Lingjiu was too lazy to pay attention to Xiling Tianlei and asked the person involved directly.

Xiling Yaohua knew best what happened last night. It was precisely because she knew that she did not dare to refute Dongling Zichun's words, because what Dongling Zichun said was true.

"I will marry you." Xiling Yaohua nodded with tears in her eyes.

Does she have any other way out besides getting married? However, if she marries Dongling Zichun, it will not let Feng Qingchen get what she wants. No one else can get the man she can't get.

"Feng Qingchen, you were the one who did what happened last night, right? You still want to marry King Luo, right?" Xiling Yaohua was like the righteous messenger Mao Li. Although it was a question, she said it with extraordinary certainty.

Feng Qingchen laughed. Xiling Yaohua treated Dongling Ziluo as a treasure, but she, Feng Qingchen, was disdainful. Just as she was about to speak, the Ninth Prince suddenly reached out and held her hand tightly.

"Princess Yaohua, Feng Qingchen was with me last night."