469 The top of the mountain attracts everyone's attention, this is Feng Qingchen

Dong Ling Ziluo had never imagined that one day Feng Qingchen would be so stunningly beautiful, yet so distant. She was clearly within reach, yet she gave him a feeling of being out of reach.

He had not expected that Feng Qingchen would actually follow the Ninth Prince's words and enter the palace wearing the Ninth Prince's formal dress. Looking at the proud and charming Feng Qingchen in front of him, Dong Ling Ziluo's eyes were sore...

Thinking of the rumor, Dong Ling Ziluo's face turned pale as paper. He stared at Feng Qingchen. He had a thousand words to say, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word.

What is he going to say?

Ask Feng Qingchen if it is true that she is married to the Ninth Prince as the rumors say; ask Feng Qingchen why she wears the Ninth Prince's formal dress to enter the palace? Ask Feng Qingchen what the relationship between her and the Ninth Prince is?

He had many, many questions, but he was not qualified to ask them, and he could not ask them. He wanted to scold Feng Qingchen, saying that it was not proper for her to wear the Ninth Prince's Princess's formal dress, but he could not say the words of accusation, because...

This set of clothes seemed to be made for Feng Qingchen. Both the size and accessories added some color to Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen has just come of age. Although she is bright and beautiful, she still looks childish. She usually looks stubborn and does not show any femininity. But today, she puts on the noble formal dress of the Ninth Prince's Princess, and there is no sense of incongruity in her.

Three parts awe-inspiring, three parts proud, three parts dignified, and one part charming. Every part of her was just right. She was so beautiful that it took one's breath away. Dong Ling Zi Luo ignored the surprised looks of the palace people and stood outside the palace gate to look at Feng Qingchen.

In contrast to Dong Ling Zi Luo's stunned expression, Feng Qing Chen nodded as a gesture of greeting: "Your Highness Prince Luo."

Even though her identity was unknown now, Dong Ling Zi Luo could not bear her kneeling ceremony because of the dress.

"Are you... okay?" Dong Ling Ziluo came back to his senses and said bitterly.

"Thank you for your relationship, Your Highness. Qingchen is doing well." Feng Qingchen was distant but polite. Seeing Dong Ling Ziluo blocking her way, she said unceremoniously, "If Your Highness Prince Luo has nothing else to do, Qingchen will leave first."

Feng Qingchen gestured to a prince to make way for her. She did it with confidence and as it should be. Her natural majesty in her every move made it easy for people to be led by her and do as she said.

"Okay..." Dong Ling Ziluo took two steps back to make way for Feng Qingchen.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen, supported by Xia Wan and Dong Qing, walked gracefully towards the Imperial Hospital. Today's competition would be held in the Imperial Hospital.

Dong Ling Ziluo stood aside, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He looked at Feng Qingchen who was walking away, with unconcealable loss and sadness in his eyes.

With a graceful figure and elegant demeanor, Feng Qingchen had shed her youthful appearance and gradually matured. With just one glance, Dong Ling Ziluo knew that the question he wanted to ask had a vague answer, but he didn't dare to face it.

Looking up at the dim sky, Dong Ling Ziluo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Hahaha...some people, once missed, will be missed for a lifetime, just like Yaohua and Feng Qingchen.

Dong Ling Ziluo turned around and walked in another direction.

He didn't want to see Feng Qingchen's happy smile, didn't want to see the clothes on Feng Qingchen, didn't want to see the charm and grace in Feng Qingchen's every move. Feng Qingchen's every move reminded him that he and Feng Qingchen were drifting further and further apart.

Feng Qingchen had never taken Dong Ling Zi Luo's mood into consideration. As for what happened in the palace two days ago, Feng Qingchen just thought that Dong Ling Zi Luo was crazy and that it was over.

The emperor she has to face today is Xiling Tianlei and Nanling Jinfan, as well as those who are observing in secret.

True or false, false or true, the smarter a person is, the more likely they are to think too much. If they don't muddy the waters and pull the Ninth Prince down from the altar, how can they justify the damage to her reputation?

As expected, when Feng Qingchen arrived at the Imperial Hospital on time, before he had time to greet the imperial doctors or inquire about Sun Zhengdao's news, the eunuch's sharp voice rang out: "The Emperor has arrived, the Empress has arrived."

Everyone in the Imperial Hospital did not even bother to look at Feng Qingchen, as they all knelt down and bowed. However, because of the clothes Feng Qingchen was wearing, he did not need to kneel down, but only needed to bow.

The husband is honored and the wife is noble. The Ninth Prince has the grace of not kneeling when he sees the king, and the Ninth Princess also has it. Although Feng Qingchen is not the Ninth Princess, the dress she wears represents the Ninth Princess. Wearing this dress, Feng Qingchen has the right not to kneel at this moment.

Everyone was shorter than Feng Qingchen, who stood tall and slender. The emperor and the empress could not ignore her even if they wanted to, not to mention that the emperor and the empress came here for Feng Qingchen in the first place. The emperor glanced at Feng Qingchen, his eyes full of assessment.

Feng Qingchen was not afraid either. She raised her head slightly, full of pride, sweeping away her usual cowardice and respectfulness. In a flash, the smell of gunpowder was strong. Feng Qingchen was neither humble nor arrogant, and was not affected by the emperor's majesty at all.

She had been able to resist the emperor's true dragon power alone for a long time, but she never dared to show it. Now she was tied on the boat by the Ninth Prince. Whether she liked it or not, she was labeled as a member of the uncle's party. She no longer had to be humble and try to please the emperor. No matter how she tried to please him, the emperor would not let her go.

Those who sit on the fence always die early. Since I stand with the Ninth Prince, I cannot lose his face and the dignity of this suit.

The Ninth Prince, whom she represented today, who was above the emperor and below ten thousand people, could not afford to lose face. If she were cowardly and incompetent, the Ninth Prince would not dare to let her wear the dress, lest it dirty the dress.

Feng Qingchen smiled, fully demonstrating her position. The emperor's eyes tightened, a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face, and then he turned his face away as if it was something serious, and said loudly: "No need to be polite."

The emperor's tone was as usual, majestic and cold. Except for Feng Qingchen, no one knew that this emperor had just become murderous in a rage.

"Long live the emperor." After the imperial doctors stood up, they followed the principle of self-preservation and silently took a few steps back to prove that they were not familiar with Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen was so dazzling today. Not to mention her overall elegance, the clothes she wore alone made it impossible for anyone to ignore her.

The emperor sat down on the main seat, and the eunuch served tea and snacks. The emperor drank the tea slowly and politely, then raised his eyes and fell on Feng Qingchen, as if he had just seen Feng Qingchen. His face changed and he said sternly, "Qingchen, your outfit today is too much. Someone, take off Miss Feng's clothes for me."

This is the emperor. The first sentence was calm and indifferent, but the tone suddenly turned murderous.

"Yes." The eunuchs in the palace did not dare to disobey the emperor's order and rushed forward like hungry wolves. The imperial doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau, seeing that something was not right, looked at each other and retreated further away.

They knew that Feng Qingchen was going to be unlucky today. As a person, one should be low-key. Feng Qingchen usually does a good job, but today he was too high-profile.

Unexpectedly, the eunuch was blocked by the maid beside Feng Qingchen when he was three steps away from her. "How dare you!"

Although she is a weak woman, at this moment she behaves with such murderous aura that even grown men are afraid of her. They stand in front and protect Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen smiled...

The Ninth Prince is indeed an extraordinary person. She was right to bring him into the palace!