355 Gorgeous, I just like it

Feng Qingchen saw the prince's disappointment and felt guilty, but it was just guilt. She would not impulsively make any promises because of it.

Her medical experience in past and present lives told her that she had to be extremely careful when treating the powerful and wealthy, and she should never easily talk about treating them unless she was 90% sure.

Sun Zhengdao reminded her more than once that the palace doctors were not bad in medical skills, but because of the patients they were treating, they were afraid to use their skills even though they had the ability. No matter what disease they encountered, they only dared to treat it with the most conservative methods and be careful not to make mistakes, otherwise it would not only bring disaster upon themselves, but also the calamity of annihilation of all nine generations of their clan.

Feng Qingchen didn't want to lie to the prince, so she simply avoided talking about it. From hope to disappointment, the prince's mood changed drastically, his breathing became rapid again, his face looked uglier than before, he pursed his lips tightly, as if he was enduring great pain...

Oh no, the prince’s condition has worsened!

Feng Qingchen stood up quickly: "Your Highness, calm down, please stay calm, your body can't bear too much emotional ups and downs."

"This palace..." Reason told the prince that he should follow Feng Qingchen's advice, but his rapid breathing made him unable to control his body.

Feng Qingchen gritted her teeth. She didn't care about hierarchy or gender differences at this moment. She just unbuttoned the prince's collar to make him feel more comfortable. If the prince died in front of her, she would be really miserable. She hadn't dealt with the slap in the face from Nanling Jinfan yet.

Buttons in ancient times were difficult to unbutton, and Feng Qingchen was even less familiar with men's shirts. After finally unbuttoning a button, just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Nanling Jinfan's sarcastic voice sounded behind her.

"Hahaha, Uncle Nine, the woman you tried so hard to save, regardless of the lives of the people of both countries, is seducing other men in public."

Following Nanling Jinfan's direction, everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Qingchen and the prince, just in time to see Feng Qingchen undressing the prince...

Undressing a man in public?

Oh my god…

Those old-fashioned people in the hall wished they had no eyes so they could not see anything.

It’s ruined, it’s ruined, the reputation of the Dongling woman is completely ruined.

Feng Qingchen's death is not a pity.

As if his words were not harsh enough, Nanling Jinfan added arrogantly, "Ninth Uncle, is this the woman you like? She is beautiful and pretty, but her behavior is really lewd."

After saying this, he did not forget to shake his head, as if he felt sorry for the Ninth Uncle, but he did not realize how embarrassed he looked. He could not act cool and graceful at all, and was only trying to make himself look more ridiculous.

Saving people is the first priority. Feng Qingchen didn’t even bother to look back. She had never seen a man as stingy and ungraceful as Nanling Jinfan. He was not a human being at all, but a vicious wolf that would bite anyone he saw.

"Third Prince, please be careful with your words. Feng Qingchen is not worthy of your evaluation. As long as I like her, that's enough." The Ninth Prince turned around and walked towards Feng Qingchen and the Crown Prince, leaving Nanling Jinfan alone in the hall.

The Ninth Prince admitted that he was indeed angry when he first saw Feng Qingchen arguing with the Crown Prince, but he knew Feng Qingchen very well, and after calming down, he understood what was going on.

"How is the Crown Prince?" The Ninth Prince's voice was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. Feng Qingchen understood what the Ninth Prince meant and raised his voice: "His Highness's old illness relapsed, but he is fine now."

After Feng Qingchen's comfort, the prince's breathing became much calmer. In addition, he was tough by nature and was not someone who would give up his life easily.

"I'm glad the prince is okay. Call the imperial physician to come and see him, so as not to delay his condition." The Ninth Prince's meaning was very clear. He didn't want Feng Qingchen to get involved in this matter.

The prince's illness was not worse than Wang Jinling's. If Wang Jinling's eyes were not cured, Wang Jinling would at best continue to be blind. But what about the prince? If this disease could not be cured, the prince would die, and if the prince died, the people who cured him would have to be buried with him.

The Ninth Prince originally wanted Feng Qingchen to cure the Crown Prince's illness, but later this idea was slowly dispelled as the risk was too great.

The Crown Prince understood the Ninth Uncle's protection of Feng Qingchen, and immediately stood up with his weak body: "Thank you, Uncle. Miss Feng is a skilled doctor, and my nephew is fine now."

This voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear. The prince's words were an explanation for his ambiguous behavior with Feng Qingchen. Nanling Jinfan's face instantly became ferocious, but the prince ignored it and turned to the emperor and the queen and said, "Father, mother, I am not well-dressed. Please allow me to leave first. Also, Miss Feng was treating me just now. Please don't mind her disrespect."

If the previous sentence was a veiled reference to Nanling Jinfan's nonsense, this one was clearly helping Feng Qingchen. The Ninth Prince gave the Crown Prince an approving smile.

The prince was in a good mood and his complexion looked better.

Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes. Every word the people here said seemed to have a deeper meaning. She really felt so tired. It seemed that Nanling Jinfan was quite cute. At least he was straightforward.

The emperor and the queen did not embarrass the prince, and nodded in agreement with what he said. Although the emperor did not like the prince, he was his son after all, and he would occasionally feel distressed. As for the queen? In the eyes of the queen, the prince was a dying man and was never an opponent.

After the Crown Prince left, the banquet returned to normal. Nanling Jinfan had been defeated by Feng Qingchen, the Ninth Prince, and the Crown Prince, so he simply stopped arguing with them. Pointing at the wound on his face, he said to the Emperor, "Your Majesty, you allowed me and the Ninth Prince to beat me in public. This matter will not end like this. If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I will never give up."

Nanling Jinfan said the same thing to the Ninth Uncle, who said directly: "If the Third Prince wants to fight, then let him fight. Once Nanling's troops are deployed, the Third Prince's death will come. I will sacrifice the Third Prince's life."

Nanling Jinfan was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword and kill someone.

The emperor heard the conversation between Nanling Jinfan and the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle was so tough, if he showed weakness, it would make him look incompetent as an emperor. But the emperor was unwilling to start a war between the two countries because of this. This was not the best time to start a war. He was not the Ninth Uncle, and he had too many issues to consider. Just when the emperor was hesitant, the eunuch came to report: "The eldest son Wang Jinling wants to see you!"

"Wang Jinling? What is he doing here?"

"Why would Wang Jinling come into the palace so late?"

Everyone was whispering to each other, and the emperor looked puzzled. Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Uncle suspiciously, asking with his eyes: Was it you who brought Wang Jinling here?

The Ninth Prince nodded barely audibly. Although using Wang Jinling's hand to protect Feng Qingchen made him seem incompetent, he could not use the free labor in vain. Anyway, it was impossible for Wang Jinling and Feng Qingchen to be together. If Wang Jinling wanted to be the head of the Wang family, he could not marry Feng Qingchen. Therefore, no matter how much Wang Jinling did for Feng Qingchen, it would be useless.

Don't make it difficult for him.

Feng Qingchen requested silently. Although the redness and swelling on her cheeks had mostly disappeared, she still looked scary and vaguely pitiful.

What could he do to embarrass Wang Jinling? The Ninth Prince was angry and didn't want to agree, but when he saw Feng Qingchen's injured face, he softened his heart. Feng Qingchen was beaten under his eyes, so what did it mean for her to plead for Wang Jinling...