452 Visiting the Sick, the Ninth Prince's Palace is Really Bustling

Feng Qingchen walked out of the cold palace without hesitation. As for whether His Royal Highness Prince Luo would get angry when he came back and saw that she was no longer there, she was not worried at all.

Since Dong Ling Zi Luo had covered up for her before, he would not use this matter to threaten her afterwards. As he said before, the pride of the royal family made him unable to lose face.

Feng Qingchen gave a gold ingot as a reward and asked a little palace maid to show her the way. After many twists and turns, she finally found the way out of the palace safely. As soon as she arrived at the palace gate, a guard came forward and said stiffly, "Miss Feng, His Highness is waiting for you."

Following the guard's direction, Feng Qingchen saw the royal carriage.

"Which prince?" Feng Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly found his head aching again.

Could it be Dong Ling Zi Luo, who reacted so quickly? She couldn't be so unlucky, Feng Qingchen frowned, and the smile on her face could no longer be held.

The guard didn't know what was wrong with Feng Qingchen, so he just said in a serious tone, "Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Your Highness?" Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up, and he looked very energetic. The smile on his face was even brighter than before: "Since Your Highness wants to see Qingchen, then let's go quickly. Don't keep Your Highness waiting for too long."

Feng Qingchen lifted her skirt and strode towards the opposite side.

With His Royal Highness the Crown Prince around, Dongling Ziluo has to be cautious, as she has a backer.

Uh... the guard was frowning and followed silently, muttering to himself, women are really scary, their expressions change faster than turning pages of a book.

The prince was very polite to Feng Qingchen. He was truly polite, not just superficial politeness like Noble Consort Xie. As soon as Feng Qingchen opened her mouth, the prince stopped her and refused to let her kneel down to salute.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen's knees were aching from kneeling in front of Dong Ling Zi Luo for too long. She did not bother to be polite with the prince and got on the carriage with confidence.

"Qingchen, what's wrong with you?" Although Feng Qingchen had packed up, the prince saw that Feng Qingchen looked a little pale. In addition, Feng Qingchen had stayed in the palace for a long time, so he asked curiously.

Feng Qingchen smiled bitterly: "The Imperial Concubine summoned me, and when I came out, I met Princess Anping and Prince Luo."

The prince frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" In the palace, the prince had basically no power, and he could not go to the harem openly like Dongling Ziluo.

Dongling Ziluo went to the harem to see the Queen and Princess Anping. Unless the Queen summoned him, he had no reason to go to the harem.

"Don't worry, Prince. Qingchen is fine." Except for a little pain in his knees and a slight headache, everything else is fine.

Of course, Dong Ling Zi Luo's inexplicable attitude also made her a little uneasy. It was probably because Princess Yao Hua was about to marry him, and His Royal Highness Prince Luo was unhappy. But Dong Ling Zi Luo, with such an unstable temperament, made her feel dangerous, and she couldn't help but want to stay away from him.

"I'm glad you're okay. The Emperor's uncle entrusted you to me. If anything happens, I don't know how to explain to him." The prince said with a smile. Since Feng Qingchen didn't want to pursue the matter, he certainly wouldn't interfere.

Some things should be left to the right person.

“……” Feng Qingchen lowered his head and said nothing.

The prince really never forgets to mention the Ninth Uncle. Feng Qingchen really wants to know how much benefits the Ninth Uncle has given to the prince to make the prince speak so hard for him.

Seeing that Feng Qingchen was unwilling to mention this matter, the prince did not say anything and instead talked about the purpose of waiting for Feng Qingchen: "Qingchen, I am going to visit the Ninth Prince's Mansion to see the patient. Would you like to go with me?"

"Your Highness, it's not good for Qingchen to go to the Ninth Prince's Palace in this state." Feng Qingchen was really feeling angry. These princes and grandchildren of the emperor were all full and had nothing to do, so they all kept looking for trouble with her.

I thought the prince just wanted to send her home, but I didn't expect that he wanted to kidnap her to the Ninth Prince's Palace.

It is because you are like this that I have to go and show it to the emperor's uncle, so that he knows that you have been bullied by Dongling Ziluo and Anping.

The prince did not say this out loud, but smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, Qingchen, wait until the maid helps you to re-dress and everything will be fine. I think the emperor's uncle will be very happy to see you."

Although the prince's words were gentle, they revealed a firmness that brooked no refusal. Feng Qingchen more or less understood the prince's intentions, and the little bit of good impression she had for him was now completely gone.

It would be strange if she could be happy about being used as a pawn. Although the prince did not have this idea at first, he really wanted to use her now.

The goal was achieved, and the prince saw that Feng Qingchen was unwilling to say more, so he didn't continue to find topics.

It doesn’t matter whether Feng Qingchen is happy or not, as long as the emperor’s uncle is happy.

At the same time, Dong Ling Ziluo returned to the cold palace with the medicine, but could not find Feng Qingchen. He felt indescribably lost.

Feng Qingchen didn't believe him.

Bang... the things in his hands scattered all over the floor, and Dong Ling Ziluo walked out without looking back.

Feng Qingchen didn't want to believe it, but he would not do the same stupid thing for the second time. When he returned to the palace, Dong Ling Ziluo was about to leave the palace when the eunuch came to report that the prince and Feng Qingchen left the palace together and walked towards the Ninth Prince's Palace.

"Go see the emperor's uncle? Feng Qingchen, are you going to complain?" Dong Ling Ziluo sneered, and then he realized whose idea it was.

"My royal brother is getting more and more anxious. He is taking advantage of such a small matter. Are you relieved to see that the Ninth Prince is getting further and further away from me? But what's the point of arguing about these things?"

Thinking of the prince's frail body, Dong Ling Ziluo couldn't tell whether he felt sympathy or relief. If the prince was healthy, the situation wouldn't be so chaotic, and he would just be a leisurely prince and marry Feng Qingchen or Yao Hua.

But...

Things don't always go as planned.

"Your Highness?" The eunuch called out in a low voice when he saw that Dong Ling Zi Luo had not responded.

Dong Ling Zi Luo came back to his senses, stood up and said, "Get ready, I am going to visit the patient at the Ninth Prince's Mansion."

"Yes." The eunuch's eyes turned and he immediately understood what Dong Ling Zi Luo meant. He ordered the palace maid to change Dong Ling Zi Luo's clothes while arranging gifts.

Due to the prince's physical condition, the carriage he rode in was never fast. Dong Ling Zi Luo abandoned the carriage and rode directly over on horseback, so the two sides collided at the gate of the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

The prince's face darkened and he paused. Feng Qingchen's expression did not change from beginning to end. She was surprised but not shocked by Dong Ling Ziluo's appearance. How could Dong Ling Ziluo not think of what she could think of?

It seems that the prince's plan will fail. Of course, the prerequisite is whether Feng Qingchen cooperates. As long as she cooperates, the prince's plan will succeed.

pity……

She obviously would not cooperate with the Crown Prince and complain to the Ninth Uncle. She was not a child and would not come back to cry to adults just because she lost. That would be too embarrassing.

She will take revenge herself. She is still young anyway, so there is no rush.

"Royal brother." Donglingzi Luo Ying looked radiant and handsome. He threw the horsewhip to the servant and walked forward to salute the prince.

"Seventh brother." The prince said indifferently.

The incident with the Ice String Lute caused a complete rift between the Crown Prince and the Queen, and the Crown Prince was unwilling to even pretend to be a friendly and respectful brother.

"Royal brother, are you here to visit the Ninth Uncle? It just so happens that I am here to visit the Ninth Uncle as well. Why don't we go together?" Dong Ling Zi Luo didn't care about the Crown Prince's indifference at all. He looked at the Crown Prince with a smile, and glanced at Feng Qingchen. He found that Feng Qingchen had a peaceful face, and was dressed neatly and tidy. Seeing that he didn't have much resentment, he understood that Feng Qingchen would never complain in front of the Ninth Uncle, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Dong Ling Zi Luo was really worried that Feng Qing Chen would complain. After all, if the Ninth Prince really got serious, it would be a headache for him. You know, the Ninth Prince was famous for protecting his shortcomings...

Of course, the only person the Ninth Prince protected was Feng Qingchen!

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