414 Insidious, even the most powerful men need to be coaxed

The carriage stopped at the Ninth Prince's villa outside the city. Because of the Ninth Prince's cold and distant attitude, Feng Qingchen was very obedient and didn't say much. She waited in the carriage for a long time. Feng Qingchen saw the Ninth Prince sitting motionless in the carriage. After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door and got out by herself. She did not see the Ninth Prince's face suddenly darken.

Stupid woman!

The Ninth Prince was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Didn't she see that he was angry? Didn't she know how to take the initiative to say a few nice words?

The Ninth Prince was so angry that he almost smashed the carriage. Feng Qingchen went down for a long time, but he still didn't move. He looked like a child who was sulking and waiting for his parents to coax him. Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince was not a child, and Feng Qingchen did not have the awareness of being a parent.

Feng Qingchen waited outside the carriage for a long time, but did not see the Ninth Prince get off the carriage. He looked at the guards beside him and asked, "Aren't you going to remind the Ninth Prince to get off the carriage?"

The guard hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward with gritted teeth: "Your Highness, we have arrived at the villa."

It was not the voice he had been waiting for. The Ninth Prince became even angrier. With a bang, he punched the carriage, causing it to shake. The guards' faces turned pale and they knelt down with a bang.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

They were sure that there were no assassins in the carriage and no suspicious people approaching the carriage. The only explanation was that their master was angry. Although they didn't know the reason, as servants, they only had to bear the master's anger.

Everyone outside the carriage knelt down, only Feng Qingchen stood alone. In order to show that he was sociable, Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment and prepared to kneel down.

Don't think she is servile, but...

It is not a good thing to stand out from the crowd. If the Ninth Prince gets off the carriage and finds her standing alone, his anger will definitely be directed at her. For safety reasons, she has to follow the crowd.

However, Feng Qingchen was too slow. The Ninth Prince got off the carriage just as he knelt. His eyes were cold and his manners were noble, and he also had the natural dignity of a royal family member.

"What are you all kneeling for? Get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness, for not punishing me." The guards stood up one after another. Feng Qingchen was too embarrassed to kneel down. She didn't want to show her unique side.

"Hmph..." The Ninth Prince strode inside and snorted coldly as he passed by Feng Qingchen.

But Feng Qingchen didn't pay any attention. Her eyes fell on the Ninth Prince's right hand hidden in his sleeve. With that punch just now, the carriage was shaken. His right hand must have been injured.

Feng Qingchen was thinking, should she go up and ask if the Ninth Prince needed to bandage his right hand?

Forget it, this minor injury won’t cost him his life, and there are many doctors around the Ninth Prince.

Feng Qingchen trotted in.

Many years later, when Feng Qingchen recalled this incident, she realized how insidious the Ninth Prince was.

Damn, he can take advantage of anger and make careful plans even when he is furious. This man is really scary.

After that punch, he exposed the wound on his right hand, letting everyone know that Feng Qingchen had angered the Ninth Prince in the carriage, and the Ninth Prince smashed the carriage in anger, injuring his own right hand.

Although the Ninth Prince did not say anything from beginning to end, anyone with a little bit of common sense could think of it, and even imagine all kinds of stories that the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen had to tell in the carriage.

But what is the truth?

The fact is that the Ninth Prince smashed the wall and the mirror with his fists the night before, making his hands bloody, and finally pushed the blame onto Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen's eyes were so "fiery", unless he was dead, how could he not know that Feng Qingchen's gaze was on his hand. The Ninth Prince did not show it on his face, but he felt a little proud in his heart.

He knew that Feng Qingchen was still worried about him. Although she had concealed a lot of things and wanted to distance herself from him, she became worried as soon as she saw him injured.

His heart was filled with pride, but his face was serious and solemn. Ignoring Feng Qingchen's worried look, the Ninth Prince hid his injured right hand in his sleeve.

The wounds on his hands were a combination of new and old ones. Of course, Feng Qingchen couldn't see them, let alone bandage them. So Feng Qingchen, you'd better worry about him.

When they arrived at the villa, the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen changed into some foreign clothes, and the two of them, accompanied by 18 guards, rode on horseback towards the valley where Xiling Tianyu was.

After his previous failure, the Ninth Prince had given up the idea of ​​riding with Feng Qingchen, but...

Feng Qingchen looked at the horse assigned to him with resentment, roaring in his heart.

She wants to ride with the Ninth Prince today, so can she please return this horse?

You have to know that it was night time, and it was pitch black so she couldn't tell the direction or remember the way. Also, she didn't know that the Ninth Prince took her to such a secret place.

But it was different now. In broad daylight, if she rode a horse alone, she would most likely remember the route. Woo woo woo... She didn't want to know too much. She wanted to ride a horse with the Ninth Prince. Then, after she got on the horse, she could tie her eyes and not see anything. How nice it would be.

The more you know, the faster you die. She knew too much in her previous life. She really didn't want to know about the Ninth Uncle. Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Uncle with resentment, hoping that he would change his mind.

However, her brain waves were different from those of the Ninth Prince, and they were not strong enough to communicate with each other through consciousness. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was reluctant to get on the horse, the Ninth Prince thought that Feng Qingchen was worried about his injury, so he raised his right hand that had been bandaged and ordered, "Let's go."

Feng Qingchen was helpless. She couldn't take the initiative to say that she wanted to ride with the Ninth Uncle. She was not thick-skinned enough to do that, so she had to get on the horse reluctantly.

"drive!"

He whipped his horse whip and chased after the Ninth Prince towards the valley.

Alas... at such a fast speed and on such a rugged path, she definitely couldn't ride a horse with her eyes closed. Now she could only think positively and hope that the Ninth Prince would not have the idea of ​​killing her to silence her afterwards.

After a restless journey, Qingchen finally reached the valley. After seeing the Grand Canyon, Feng Qingchen became strangely calm.

When Feng Qingchen came here at night, he didn't see anything. He only knew that the canyon was high and deep. But when he saw it today, he realized that it was a truly beautiful sight.

The deep valley, the rising and falling mountains, the surging water, the lush forests, and the majestic and almost vertical mountain walls. Standing at the bottom of the valley, Feng Qingchen once again marveled at the wonders of nature.

In the face of such grandeur and loftiness, any words seem pale and powerless. Feng Qingchen was shocked when he saw the majesty of the Grand Canyon with his own eyes.

Seeing Feng Qingchen's dazed look, the Ninth Prince raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction. He knew that Feng Qingchen would definitely like this valley he found. Seeing Feng Qingchen's shocked look, the Ninth Prince's vanity was satisfied like never before.

From this we can see that no matter how powerful a man is, he needs to be coaxed and needs people to look at him with admiration. Of course, not everyone's admiration and coaxing are useful.

To the Ninth Prince, he didn't care about the admiration of ordinary people, so how could he be coaxed? How many people in this world dared to coax him? He didn't care about ordinary people coaxing him. But the only one he cared about not only didn't know how to coax him, but also deceived him...

But he could only accept it, because it was his fault!

It’s the time and the fate!