296 Car Sex, I Don't Want to Do It

Last night, Feng Qingchen was with me the whole time!

What does this mean?

Feng Qingchen didn't understand why the Ninth Uncle would say such ambiguous words, why he would say such words to ruin her reputation.

If it was to clear her suspicion, any reason would do, why did she have to say something that would cause misunderstanding.

Feng Qingchen wanted to explain, but the Ninth Prince did not give Feng Qingchen a chance to speak. After he finished speaking, he pulled Feng Qingchen out.

"Get out of the way."

The cold contempt for all strictness made Xiling Tianlei involuntarily give way to the Ninth Uncle. The people, led by the Crown Prince, stood there in a daze, watching the Ninth Uncle and Feng Qingchen leave. Some scenes in their minds could not help but come to mind...

The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen!

Ahem…

Zhai Dongming and the prince seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they both looked at Dongling Ziluo at the same time.

One was the ex-fiancée, the other was the sweetheart, and both became someone else's woman in the same place and on the same night.

Ziluo, I sympathize with you!

Seeing that something was not right, Zhai Dongming immediately took action, apologized to the crown prince, and without waiting for the crown prince's reply, he chased after the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen.

The prince leaned forward, hesitated for a moment, and then took back his steps. He had to help his ninth uncle get rid of these people, and there were follow-up matters to deal with. Today's incident could not be concealed, but if it became a big deal, the Xiling royal family would definitely not allow it. His father's birthday was approaching, and they would never allow small things to ruin his birthday.

Besides, Wang Jinling and Xie San were still waiting for him to explain.

The prince sighed, the Ninth Uncle’s food was really not tasty.

When Zhai Dongming chased out, he saw the Ninth Prince helping Feng Qingchen onto the carriage. He quickly asked his servants to bring his horse over, and then rode after the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen.

As soon as he got on the carriage, the Ninth Prince turned sideways to Feng Qingchen, clearly not wanting to talk. Feng Qingchen opened her mouth several times, but the Ninth Prince did not even raise his eyelids, which made Feng Qingchen feel very wronged. It was not until the carriage stopped at the gate of Feng Mansion that the Ninth Prince looked at her straight in the eye...

"Hmph..." Feng Qingchen turned his face away angrily.

The Ninth Prince leaned forward, smiled and said, "Feng Qingchen, I will come to get the purse in three days."

"Lost." Feng Qingchen opened the car door, turned around and prepared to get out of the car, but just as she stood up, she was pulled back by the Ninth Prince. Feng Qingchen fell into the Ninth Prince's arms and instinctively bent her elbow to hit the Ninth Prince in the abdomen.

Feng Qingchen's movements were quick, but the Ninth Prince still noticed her move the moment she made it. He could have dodged it, but thinking of what would happen next, he did not, and allowed Feng Qingchen's elbow to hit his abdomen.

"Bang..." Feng Qingchen's strength was too great, and the Ninth Prince slammed into the car door, and at the same time brought Feng Qingchen into his arms.

The carriage swayed from side to side. The coachman and the guards stood there expressionlessly, as if nothing had happened. However, Zhai Dongming behind them stayed on his horse.

"Isn't the Ninth Prince not interested in women? Why is he so scary once he becomes enlightened? This carriage is small... but it seems not too small."

"Hiss..." The Ninth Prince cried out in pain.

He already knew that Feng Qingchen would hit him hard, but he didn't expect it to be so heavy-handed. Although he didn't suffer any internal injuries from the elbow strike, it was painful enough.

"Let me go." Being half lying in the arms of the Ninth Prince made Feng Qingchen even angrier. Who did this man think she was? He could tease her whenever he wanted and flirt with her whenever he wanted.

"Wait, wait until I finish what I want to say." A blow must be worth it.

"Uncle Ninth Prince has something to say. I will kneel down and listen now." After saying this, she struggled to get up.

How could the Ninth Prince agree to that? He quickly held the man tightly in his arms. Feng Qingchen was not a pushover either. He turned around and pressed the Ninth Prince on him. He raised his left leg and pressed it on the Ninth Prince's lower abdomen, while his left elbow rested on the Ninth Prince's chest. If he held a gun in his right hand, this posture would have made him look very tough.

Feng Qingchen reacted violently, but he didn't know that the carriage was shaking even more violently. Zhai Dongming, who was separated by the guards, rubbed his eyes hurriedly, hesitating whether to go forward and remind the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. Although there were few people outside the Feng Mansion, they were still on the road and it would not be good to be seen!

"Ninth Uncle, even rabbits will bite when they are cornered. I, Feng Qingchen, am not a kind man. If you make me angry, I will beat you no matter you are a prince or a grandson of the emperor." Feng Qingchen pressed down on the Ninth Uncle's hand with his right hand. In this way, the Ninth Uncle could only be pressed under him, motionless.

Being pinned down by a woman was a novel experience for the Ninth Prince. Apart from struggling at the beginning, he simply did not move and cooperated.

Of course, it is undeniable that Feng Qingchen's explosiveness and strength are very amazing. When Feng Qingchen makes a move, the whole person is like a leopard, agile and neat, without any tricks or unnecessary movements.

This is because he met him. If it were anyone else, they would not be able to get away with it under Feng Qingchen. However, this posture...

"In the future, don't use this trick against others. I'll teach you a few moves when I get a chance." If you can't resist, then enjoy it. The space in the carriage was too small, and the Ninth Prince's legs were bent there. He took this opportunity to stretch his legs diagonally.

"Teach me? Who are you to me, Uncle Ninth Prince? Master? I'm sorry, I don't have the intention of becoming your disciple; Father? I'm sorry, my father died on the battlefield; Brother? That's even more embarrassing, my mother only gave birth to me. You are not related to me, how dare I bother to teach me." Feng Qingchen became more and more angry as she spoke. Why did Uncle Ninth Prince say such words in front of others and didn't let her explain.

They were together last night, but when these words came from the Ninth Prince, it was completely different.

"If I want to teach you, you must learn. Feng Qingchen, put away your claws and don't force me to pull them all out." The Ninth Prince has never been an easy person to talk to. Feng Qingchen's resistance and angry words angered him.

This is only Feng Qingchen. If it were anyone else, he would have been killed on the spot.

"Hehe..." Feng Qingchen cried and laughed, but obediently loosened her grip on the Ninth Prince and sat alone in the corner of the carriage: "Even if my claws are plucked out, will I still have claws? You have already pushed me into a desperate situation. When you said that, the words "Ninth Prince's woman" were branded on me. From that moment on, I was just a doll."

This man clearly couldn't marry her, but he gave her inexplicable hope. This man clearly couldn't marry her, but he destroyed her hope of getting married. She really hated him.

Seeing Feng Qingchen like this, the Ninth Prince softened his tone, sat up, and clumsily wiped the tears from Feng Qingchen's face: "Isn't it good to be my woman?"

How many women in this world are willing to be branded by him? Why Feng Qingchen is unwilling? This is something that the Ninth Prince cannot understand.

No matter how high her family background or how outstanding a woman is in this world, she still needs to find a man to rely on. Isn't he good enough?

"No, no, what's good about it? The Ninth Prince can have thousands of women, why should I be one of them? Feng Qingchen doesn't want to be one of them." She only wants to be the only one, the only wife, the only lover.

The Ninth Prince can’t give it to you.

"You are the first woman I have ever acknowledged."

"It's just the first one, not the only one. Can you guarantee that I will be the only one?" Feng Qingchen raised her hand and wiped away the tears in her eyes with her sleeve, looking directly at the Ninth Prince. Her eyes, washed by tears, were bright and moving. There was strength and stubbornness in her eyes, but no expectation...

The Ninth Prince pursed his lips and said nothing. Everyone knew the answer, and it would be too hurtful to say it out loud.

But the fact that the Ninth Emperor Uncle didn't say it didn't mean Feng Qingchen couldn't say it. Feng Qingchen said self-deprecatingly, "No, Ninth Emperor Uncle, you can't guarantee that I'm the last woman you acknowledge, nor can you guarantee that I'm the only one.

After you said "Last night, I was with Feng Qingchen", you can't marry me, or you never planned to marry me. Because I had a scandal of losing my virginity before marriage, and your words once again prove that I have behaved improperly, so I am not qualified to be your wife."

"Feng Qingchen, am I really that unbearable in your heart? If I want to take you as my concubine, do you think you can refuse?" Facing Feng Qingchen's accusations, the Ninth Prince was so angry that he almost smoked. He raised his hand and hit the carriage behind Feng Qingchen.

Although he had many concerns, a concubine was just a plaything and there was no need to take her too seriously. No one would argue with him. If he wanted to take Feng Qingchen to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, no one would stop him and no one would say anything more.

Marry Feng Qingchen? It is impossible in a short time. In addition to Feng Qingchen's reputation, the most important point is that Feng Qingchen was once Dong Ling Ziluo's fiancée, and Dong Ling Ziluo is his nephew.

Even if he was arrogant and disrespectful of etiquette, he could not go too far in some things. Otherwise, the one who would be blamed by the world would not be him, but Feng Qingchen. The etiquette and laws of this world were always more stringent towards women. It was not right for an uncle to marry his niece's wife, even if she was just his former fiancée.

Besides, he is not suitable to get married now, he has his own difficulties!

Feng Qingchen was stunned.

The Ninth Prince was right. If the Ninth Prince wanted to take her as his concubine, she couldn't refuse at all. A concubine was different from a wife. A concubine was just a toy locked up in the backyard. No one would care who the Ninth Prince took as his concubine.

But……

"Ninth Uncle, what did you mean by what you said in the villa?" Feng Qingchen's tone had softened a little. After all, she was not a woman who would make trouble unreasonably, or she did not have the capital to make trouble unreasonably. She knew her position very well and would never ask for something that she could not get.

"What I said is the truth. You were with me last night. Can you refute it? Feng Qingchen, don't worry about what I said. Just remember, no matter what happens, you must remember to trust me." The Ninth Prince's tone was heavy, and his deep eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see what he was thinking and planning...