350 Marry, let Feng Qingchen decide who to marry

Can I?

It seemed easy to answer, but everyone present understood that no matter how the Ninth Prince answered, it would be wrong.

Not to mention that Nanling Jinfan's proposal to meet Feng Qingchen was ill-intentioned, just the fact that he skipped the emperor and asked the Ninth Uncle directly was pushing the Ninth Uncle to the opposite side of the emperor.

Nanling Jinfan was telling the emperor that he only had eyes for the Ninth Uncle Dongling, not the emperor. If the emperor and the Ninth Uncle had a good brotherly relationship, Nanling Jinfan's words would have no effect. But everyone knew that the emperor was extremely wary of the Ninth Uncle, and Nanling Jinfan was provoking the emperor.

Fortunately, the emperor knew how to point his guns outward. Even if he was dissatisfied with the Ninth Uncle in various ways, he would not show it. He had a natural and dignified smile on his face, and his eyes were full of smiles when he looked at the Ninth Uncle.

Everyone in the royal family is a master of acting, and the emperor is no exception.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the Ninth Uncle, waiting for his answer, but he seemed not to have heard it. His dark eyes were like dead water, and he looked at Nanling Jinfan calmly, but there was no one in his eyes.

Compared with Nanling Jinfan, the Ninth Prince's level is not just a little higher. The Ninth Prince doesn't even need any extra expression. He just looks at you. It seems that he is looking at you, but there is no shadow of you in his eyes. The Ninth Prince uses practical actions to tell Nanling Jinfan that he looks down on Nanling Jinfan.

Nanling Jinfan was ambitious, arrogant, and was completely ignored by the Ninth Prince. Thinking back to the last time he was defeated by the Ninth Prince, he immediately became angry...

The slender phoenix eyes burst with murderous intent, flashing with bloodthirsty light like a wild wolf. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Nanling Jinfan and his gang would have taken action long ago. Taking a deep breath and suppressing his anger, Nanling Jinfan forced a stiff smile and said, "Uncle Nine, if you don't refuse, I will take it as your consent."

I thought the Ninth Prince would be angry, or at least say a few words if not angry. However, the Ninth Prince did not take Nanling Jinfan seriously at all. Nanling Jinfan's shouting in front of him was like that of an actor. Not to mention the others, even Nanling Jinfan himself was embarrassed.

Nanling Jinfan was extremely furious, his narrow eyes flashing with an icy cold light. The atmosphere around him became solemn, and everyone was terrified. They retreated one by one without a trace, fearing that if the two of them made a scene, they would be in trouble.

Unexpectedly, Nanling Jinfan laughed out of anger: "The Ninth Prince is indeed a wonderful person. I will not disturb the Ninth Prince's peace."

He turned around and saluted the emperor with a flick of his sleeves: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince has agreed. I wonder if Your Majesty can summon Feng Qingchen to the palace so that I can see this extraordinary woman."

He emphasized the word "strange". Considering his previous ridicule, everyone understood what was going on. Feng Qingchen would definitely be ridiculed by him when she arrived, and Dong Ling would also lose face. The emperor did not want to do such a thing.

The emperor ignored Nanling Jinfan and asked the Ninth Uncle in a seemingly friendly but actually sinister tone: "Ninth brother?"

"Your humble servant is here." The Ninth Prince stood up and saluted slowly.

"The Third Prince insists on seeing Feng Qingchen. What do you think?" The emperor was very dissatisfied with Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen had become a little more famous recently, and the emperor was also a little angry with Feng Qingchen because of Li Xiang's death.

"It's all up to His Majesty." The Ninth Prince met the Emperor's scrutinizing gaze, his black eyes like the night sky and as cold as water.

The emperor has always known that he could not tell Ninth Prince’s emotions from his face or even his eyes, so he was too lazy to take a closer look. He nodded, motioned Ninth Prince to sit down, and turned to Nanling Jinfan and said, “Third Prince, Feng Qingchen Yunying is unmarried, so it is not appropriate for her to see outsiders.”

The emperor is not protecting Feng Qingchen, but the reputation of Dongling women. He cannot let the reputation of Dongling be tarnished because of Feng Qingchen.

"Not seeing outsiders? Then the prince will marry her." Nanling Jinfan blurted out, and it was obvious that this was within his expectations: "Your Majesty, the prince's position as a concubine is not an insult to Feng Qingchen, right? Since the prince is willing to marry her, her seeing the prince is not seeing outsiders."

"Since ancient times, marriage has been decided by parents and matchmakers. Does Emperor Nanling know about the Third Prince's proposal of marriage?" During the day, Dongling Zichun proposed to marry Feng Qingchen as his concubine. He was angry that Dongling Zichun had no tact and could not understand the situation. Today, Nanling Jinfan proposed to marry him, and he wanted to match them up.

He wanted to see if his ninth brother would change his expression after hearing it. The emperor looked and saw that the Ninth Uncle didn't even move his clothes. He thought to himself that his ninth brother was indeed an expressionless person. When he turned around, he missed the murderous intent that flashed in the Ninth Uncle's eyes.

The prince was close and noticed that something was wrong with his ninth uncle, but when he looked up, he found nothing. The prince thought to himself that he must have seen it wrong.

Nanling Jinfan, like the emperor, looked at the Ninth Prince out of the corner of his eye while speaking, but like the emperor, he could not see anything. He thought that the Ninth Prince was too deep, but the play had to go on: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Before coming here, I mentioned it to my father, and my father allowed me to do it at my discretion. Miss Feng will be my concubine when she goes back with me. If your Majesty doesn't believe it, I can announce it to the world. Miss Feng's parents are both dead, and I can't propose to her parents. How about I propose to you, Your Majesty? Do you agree?"

Marrying a concubine and announcing it to the world, only Nanling Jinfan would dare to say such a thing.

"Hmph... didn't you just say that the women of my Dongling are prostitutes who use their beauty to please men? Why are these people asking to marry my Dongling women again? Is the Third Prince contradicting himself?" Before the emperor could speak, Dongling Zichun jumped out.

He is angry!

He agreed to marry Princess Yaohua, but why couldn't he marry Feng Qingchen as his concubine? If he couldn't marry anyone else, forget it.

Dong Ling Zichun's heart ached when he thought about the woman who had bandaged his wounds so tenderly marrying someone else. He had never loved someone so much before, to the point where he wanted to treasure her for the rest of his life, but...

Dongling Zichun stared at Nanling Jinfan like a fighting bull. How could a girl as good as Feng Qingchen marry a man like Nanling Jinfan? It was too bad for Feng Qingchen.

"Zichun, don't be rude." The emperor began to reprimand, but there was no blame in his tone, which showed how much he liked Dongling Zichun.

The corner of the Ninth Prince's lips curled up into a very subtle smile, and the clenched fist in his sleeve loosened.

How could he forget how likable Feng Qingchen was? The Ninth Prince slightly turned sideways, with his left hand exposed outside his sleeve, and secretly made a gesture behind everyone's back.

At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by the quarrel between Dongling Zichun and Nanling Jinfan, and no one noticed that the palace maid standing in the distance had been replaced by another person...

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Nanling Jinfan ignored the Ninth Uncle and competed with Dongling Zichun for the ownership of Feng Qingchen. Both of them competed to marry Feng Qingchen, constantly praising their own merits and exposing each other's shortcomings, stating that only they were suitable for Feng Qingchen.

Nanling Jinfan had been very calm, but Dongling Zichun's eyes turned red. Nanling Jinfan saw that the time was almost right, and suddenly said, "My prince will never give up. I have decided to marry Feng Qingchen. Since the prince is unwilling to give up, why not summon Feng Qingchen to the palace and ask for her opinion."

"Just ask, I don't believe Feng Qingchen will marry someone like you who is neither male nor female." Dong Ling Zichun was fooled by Nan Ling Jinfan's provocation, and immediately said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, please send someone to summon Feng Qingchen to the palace and ask Feng Qingchen who she is willing to marry. Feng Qingchen has eyes and knows to choose me."

When he said this, he did not notice Xiling Tianlei's angry eyes, nor the emperor's anger that made him want to slap him down.

Nanling Jinfan sneered, his thin lips tightly pursed to show that he did not refute, but the Ninth Prince understood that Nanling Jinfan hated it most when people said he was neither male nor female. Zichun was under the care of the Emperor, so he could not do anything to Zichun for the time being, but he would vent his anger on Feng Qingchen...

If I had known this earlier, I would have agreed just now, so as to avoid Nanling Jinfan's rage. The Ninth Prince was slightly annoyed, but secretly happy at the same time. With Nanling Jinfan and Dongling Ziling proposing to her at the same time, if he wanted to make a move on Feng Qingchen in the future, he would have to consider whether his status was high enough.

Feng Qingchen, but even Prince Nanling and Prince Dongling have rejected her, who would dare to propose to her easily!

Things had come to this point, and the emperor could no longer say no, and he immediately summoned Feng Qingchen to the palace. However, the emperor overlooked the fact that Feng Qingchen was the woman personally acknowledged by the Ninth Prince, or perhaps the emperor knew it but deliberately took this opportunity to slap the Ninth Prince in the face.

Even if they are united against the outside world, the emperor will not let go if he has the chance to step on the Ninth Uncle.

Your Majesty’s broad-mindedness is a little lacking!

After receiving the advance information from Zhai Dongming, Feng Qingchen stayed in the room and was busy for the whole afternoon. She took out medicinal herbs from the smart medical kit and modified them one by one. Even without a gun, she could still use other methods to kill people.

For a doctor, killing is easier than saving lives, and she has at least ten ways to kill people openly and prevent the judicial authorities from finding the cause of death.

Although her mentor repeatedly warned her not to use medical knowledge to kill people, when her life was threatened, she had to disobey her mentor's advice. If she didn't kill people, she would be killed. In order to survive, she didn't want her hands to be stained with blood again.

Feng Qingchen was well prepared, so when someone from the palace came to summon her into the palace, she did not panic. When she stood up from the ground, she presented a big red envelope to the eunuch who delivered the message: "I don't know why the emperor summoned Qingchen into the palace. Qingchen is very frightened. Please give me some advice." Her attitude was extremely friendly. Although there was no flattery, it made people feel comfortable.

The eunuch who delivered the message opened the red envelope inconspicuously, and saw a silver note of five hundred taels inside. His feminine face instantly smiled like a **, and he briefly described what happened at the banquet. At the same time, he did not forget to congratulate Feng Qingchen, saying that he would soon become an honored person.

"When the time comes, please give Miss Feng some guidance." The eunuch who delivered the imperial edict did not forget to ask for a favor. In his eyes, it was more likely that Feng Qingchen would choose to marry Dongling Zichun.

"Of course, of course." Feng Qingchen smiled with a hint of anger in his eyes.

They say they will marry her if they want to. Who the hell does she, Feng Qingchen, think she is? If they are willing to marry her, will she be willing to marry her?