456 Love is half honey and half pain

Feng Qingchen never considered herself a person of high moral standards, but she was definitely a responsible person. The competition with Su Wan was her current job, and unless she fell down, she had to complete her job.

Feng Qingchen opened his eyes and lay in bed for a long time. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with his body, he got out of bed, put on his clothes, and prepared to return to the city.

However, as soon as she went out, she was stopped by the guards outside the wooden house: "Miss Feng, the master has ordered that you are not allowed to go out. Please have a good rest."

"I'm fine now. Tell your master that I can go back to the city." In fact, she felt much better after a good sleep, and the injury on her knee was relieved a lot. It was obvious that someone had taken care of it for her.

As for returning to the city, Feng Qingchen believed that the Ninth Prince should have made arrangements as well. After all, if she lost, it would be a disgrace to the Ninth Prince.

"I'm sorry, we can only carry out the master's orders. Please have a good rest, Miss Feng." The guard stood motionless in front of Feng Qingchen, blocking her way, so abruptly that it was annoying.

Feng Qingchen has always admired the fact that soldiers follow orders to the letter, but when this rule is applied to herself, Feng Qingchen realizes how annoying it is.

Feng Qingchen knew that without the Ninth Prince's order, the two guards would not give way to her, so she didn't bother with them.

"Please inform him, I want to see your master." The Ninth Prince should be very clear about the importance of tomorrow's competition. Of course, if the Ninth Prince does not allow her to return to the city, she will have no choice.

The soldiers at the gate looked at each other and nodded. Just as they were about to speak, the wooden house next door opened and the Ninth Prince came out. Seeing Feng Qingchen wake up, he was happy at first, then frowned and said, "The doctor said you are weak and need to rest well. Who told you to get up?"

After saying that, he did not forget to glare at the guards who were blocking Feng Qingchen, blaming them for not keeping an eye on Feng Qingchen. The two guards did not dare to argue, but silently took a step back and lowered their heads.

"I got up by myself. Uncle Nine, don't blame them. Qingchen is a doctor himself. Qingchen is fine now." Feng Qingchen stepped forward and bowed to prove that he was fine now and could go back to the city.

Now I can go back to the city and take a nap.

The Ninth Prince strode forward and helped Feng Qingchen up when he just bowed. "Fool, why are you trying to be strong when you are not feeling well? What's the use of being a doctor? Doctors can get sick too."

Shuo Yuan, without caring whether Feng Qingchen was willing or not, put his arm around Feng Qingchen's waist and turned around to lead her into the wooden house.

"Ninth Uncle." Feng Qingchen struggled, but could not break free from Ninth Uncle's arms.

The Ninth Prince ignored Feng Qingchen's wishes and forcibly pressed her down: "The doctor said you need to rest."

The moment he put Feng Qingchen on the bed, the Ninth Prince felt his heartbeat quicken, his mouth became dry, and there was a hot current flowing down his lower abdomen.

The Ninth Prince's ears were slightly red, and the roots of his ears were slightly red. The Ninth Prince knew what this meant. He did not dare to move. He supported himself with his hands on Feng Qingchen's sides, leaned forward, and just looked at Feng Qingchen quietly...

He needed time to calm the desire that had just surged in his heart.

The desire came too quickly and too suddenly, causing the Ninth Prince to be frightened for a moment. Fortunately, he always had a cold and expressionless face, and no one except himself noticed his abnormality.

The two were very close to each other. When Feng Qingchen opened her eyes, she saw the handsome face of the Ninth Prince. She was trapped in the embrace of the Ninth Prince, shrinking in the world built by the Ninth Prince's arms. At this moment, the Ninth Prince seemed to be her sky. In Feng Qingchen's eyes, there was nothing else except the Ninth Prince.

The space was reduced, the air was thin, and a suffocating feeling came over her. The Ninth Prince in front of her made Feng Qingchen feel particularly depressed. The Ninth Prince's face, which was envied by both humans and gods, and the smell on his body, all made her lose her mind.

Boom, boom, boom... Her heartbeat quickened and her temperature rose. Feng Qingchen wanted to push the Ninth Uncle away, but she couldn't get away. As soon as she opened her eyes, she fell into the Ninth Uncle's deep black eyes. Seeing the undisguised worry in his eyes, Feng Qingchen's mind went blank in an instant, and her limbs seemed to be under a forbidden spell, unable to move.

The Ninth Prince was so focused on calming his desire that he didn't notice Feng Qingchen's abnormality. After finally calming down the desire in his heart, the Ninth Prince quickly turned his eyes away, pulled the quilt over, and covered Feng Qingchen with it: "Okay, you have a good rest, and leave the rest to me."

After covering Feng Qingchen with the quilt and fixing the corners of the quilt for her, she stepped back with satisfaction, pulled over a wooden chair and sat down beside Feng Qingchen's bed.

Feng Qingchen also came back to her senses at this time, and looked at the Ninth Prince with her beautiful eyes flickering, with a puzzled light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Is the Ninth Prince going to stay by the bed?

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Thirsty? Hungry? Uncomfortable? Or do you want to pee?" Seeing that Feng Qingchen had been silent for a long time, the Ninth Prince asked a series of questions, even private matters, which the Ninth Prince asked as a matter of course.

Feng Qingchen quickly shook his head. Is the person in front of him still the Ninth Prince?

Where was the cold-bloodedness of the Ninth Prince? Where was the arrogance? How come they were all gone in an instant? Seeing how the Ninth Prince was taking care of her, she suddenly felt like the Ninth Prince was like an old maid in the palace, covering her with a quilt and pinching it, all in one go.

Feng Qingchen pulled her hand out from under the quilt and touched the Ninth Prince's forehead. The Ninth Prince was stunned at first, and then let Feng Qingchen do what he wanted. He felt a little warm in his heart, but as for why he felt warm in his heart, the Ninth Prince himself didn't understand.

He just felt that Feng Qingchen took the initiative to get close to him, which made him happy in his heart, so happy that he was speechless.

Feng Qingchen's words before he fainted scared him. He was really worried that Feng Qingchen would blame him. Now it seems that he was worrying too much. Feng Qingchen didn't take it to heart.

"He doesn't have a fever." Feng Qingchen confirmed again and again that the Ninth Prince was very normal.

"I am in good health, and you are the one who is unwell." Feng Qingchen was still worried about him even though he was sick. Sure enough, Feng Qingchen's previous unusual behavior must have been due to him feeling unwell.

The Ninth Prince, who had been expressionless for the entire night, finally smiled. Although it was only a slight smile at the corners of his lips, the cold aura on his body gradually became warm.

"Oh..." Feng Qingchen withdrew her hand and covered her head again: "I don't have a fever either." So, she was not wrong, and she was not confused by the fever. So, the Ninth Prince was abnormal tonight?

What happened to the Ninth Prince? Was he feeling guilty about her illness? Yes, that must be the case. Feng Qingchen nodded vigorously.

"You don't have a fever. The doctor said you're just too nervous and have some depression. You'll be fine after a rest." The Ninth Prince gently fixed the corner of the quilt for Feng Qingchen and stroked her forehead lightly. His movements were gentle and considerate. Unfortunately, neither of them noticed that there was anything wrong with such an action.

"You should have a good rest and don't think about anything, especially the competition with Su Wan. Whether you win or lose, it will not affect you. Don't feel burdened." The Ninth Prince always thought that Feng Qingchen was at ease, but he didn't expect that she was actually very nervous behind the scenes.

"Oh..." Feng Qingchen closed his eyes comfortably and responded unconsciously. When his eyes were closed, he suddenly opened them: "Oh, right, I have to compete with Su Wan tomorrow. Uncle Nine, tomorrow's competition..."

Feng Qingchen, who was a little slow to react, only then remembered that he had just gone out and was preparing to return to the city.

The Ninth Prince sighed. Feng Qingchen didn't hear what he said at all. He had no choice but to say it again: "No need. I have already arranged the competition tomorrow. You don't need to participate."

"Canceled the competition?" Feng Qingchen frowned, seeming unwilling to do so.

"No, don't worry, I will take care of it. You can rest here tonight, and I will send someone to send you back to the city tomorrow afternoon." The Ninth Prince's eyes flashed slightly, and he thought to himself, he didn't know whether Feng Qingchen would be satisfied with his arrangement.

Feng Qingchen knew her physical condition. Although returning to the city would be fine, since the Ninth Prince said it was okay, then it was okay. Anyway, it was an etiquette competition, and she couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

It wasn't that she wasn't doing her job, it was that the boss was on holiday. Feng Qingchen thought about it and agreed with Uncle Nine's opinion. She planned to have a good rest for a day before saying, "Thank you Uncle Nine. Qingchen will stay in the valley for one night."

Feng Qingchen hinted to the Ninth Prince with her eyes that she had agreed to stay and he could leave.

The Ninth Prince seemed not to notice and said calmly, "Have a good rest. I am here to accompany you."

Ah... Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment: "We don't need this..."

The change was too fast, so fast that it was unbearable. Feng Qingchen's heart was trembling. How could she dare to let the Ninth Prince sit on the chair while she slept on the bed.

"It's okay. You're not feeling well. It's all because of me." The Ninth Prince spoke slowly and softly. When Feng Qingchen heard it, it was like a feather brushing gently. His heart felt itchy and a little embarrassed.

When she was vomiting and feeling uncomfortable, she blamed everything on Uncle Nine. She thought Uncle Nine would be angry, but she didn't expect him to...

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen turned over embarrassedly, with his back facing the Ninth Uncle: "It's up to you."

The Ninth Prince smiled lightly and said nothing...

Feng Qingchen, this counts as forgiving him, right?

In the cabin, a dim light flickered, shining on the two of them, half bright and half dark. Feng Qingchen closed his eyes, feeling slightly happy when he thought that the Ninth Prince was right behind him.

Maybe this man is not as annoying as she imagined. She shouldn't give up too early. She should try harder.

But... this man always thinks he is the best in the world. If one day I become an obstacle to his conquest of the world, will I be ruthlessly wiped out by him?

Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen hesitated again. She did have some skills, but her skills were not enough in this world. Not to mention an army, a few big men could destroy her.

Half honey and half hurt, Feng Qingchen fell asleep with this uneasy mood, but she didn't know that after she fell asleep, the Ninth Prince blew out the candle and got into bed with his clothes on...

Hmm. The tranquilizing soup is really useful!

As for tomorrow, what will happen after Feng Qingchen knows about the competition, well... let's think of a solution tomorrow!

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