471 The Ninth Prince is Not Good, Thousand Faces of Glory
The way Nanling Jinfan looked at Feng Qingchen was like a giant python looking at its prey, vicious and cruel. Feng Qingchen didn't dare to breathe, as she had to guard against the emperor's tricks and Nanling Jinfan's attempts to harm her.
Fortunately, Nanling Jinfan only wanted to tease Feng Qingchen today. Seeing Feng Qingchen's fearful look, he quickly stopped laughing and said smugly, "Children are children. Even if they wear adult clothes, they still can't hide their childishness. Miss Qingchen, you are still a girl, so why do you need to wear women's clothes? This dress doesn't suit you at all. When you wear it, it destroys your cold and noble temperament and makes you look vulgar.
Everyone knows that the Ninth Prince is not interested in women and does not like to interact with women. Miss Qingchen, why do you sacrifice your reputation for the Ninth Prince? If the eldest son knew, he would be sad. Not to mention the eldest son, even the little prince would feel sorry for you. A woman's reputation is so important. You don't have to make such a sacrifice to protect the face of the Ninth Prince. "
Nanling Jinfan had a look of heartache, and acted as if he was thinking about Feng Qingchen, but his words all hinted at the Ninth Prince saying "No". Only Nanling Jinfan dared to say this, and he said it with confidence and righteousness.
Some were happy and some were sad, but Nanling Jinfan did not specify it, so no one dared to expose it and could only pretend to be confused.
Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and cheered secretly in her heart. She knew that Nanling Jinfan's sharp tongue had its merits, and now the bad part came.
Hahaha……
Feng Qingchen was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he looked flustered. He pretended to be calm and said with a twinkling look in his eyes: "Third Prince, don't talk nonsense. It's just a piece of clothing. You are thinking too much."
This action clearly showed that Feng Qingchen was guilty, which invisibly confirmed Nanling Jinfan's words and made the people present couldn't help but think that the Ninth Prince might really be incapable.
The prince wanted to speak up for the Ninth Uncle, but apart from the person involved, the more people talked about it, the more they thought something was fishy. The prince hesitated for a long time, and when he was about to speak, he received a look of disapproval from Feng Qingchen. The prince had no choice but to give up. After all, he didn't know the truth of the matter.
I don’t know what other people feel, but Dong Ling Ziluo is ecstatic at this moment, from hell to heaven. It turns out that he still has a chance, and he did not miss it.
He had already missed Yaohua, and this time he would never miss Feng Qingchen, Dong Ling Ziluo clenched his fist and swore secretly.
After all, this is Dongling's territory, and the Emperor of Dongling is still here. Nanling Jinfan has achieved his goal, so he doesn't continue to dwell on this issue, and generously lets Feng Qingchen go: "Miss Qingchen said that I am talking nonsense, so that's nonsense, but I really want to say that you don't look good in this dress."
"There is no need for the Third Prince to interfere with what Qingchen wears. I came to the Imperial Hospital today to compete in martial arts with Miss Su Wan, not to discuss Qingchen's clothes. What Qingchen wears will not affect the competition." Feng Qingchen flicked his sleeves and turned sideways to everyone, looking like he didn't want to talk more, blocking all the words that Xiling Tianlei and Dongling Ziluo were about to say.
After this commotion, the emperor's anger subsided by 70%. Even if it had not subsided, he would not force Feng Qingchen to take off her clothes at this time.
It was a coincidence that Xiling Tianlei and Nanling Jinfan ran into Feng Qingchen in dishevel, but if they ordered Feng Qingchen to take off her clothes in front of these two people, that would be an internal fight.
The emperor would never lose face like this.
The emperor gave a few righteous instructions and left with the queen. Before leaving, he smiled at Feng Qingchen with a meaningful look on his face.
Feng Qingchen shuddered all over, feeling that the emperor's smile was so shabby, but what she was sure of was that the unlucky person would not be her, but the Ninth Prince.
Ahem, the emperor left, leaving the prince to take charge of the situation. The prince was not polite and sat in the main seat and directly announced the start of the competition.
The medical skills competition is very simple. The Imperial Hospital will find ten patients, and Su Wan and Feng Qingchen will draw lots to choose one from them.
These ten patients were examined by the imperial physicians from Dongling and Nanling, and it was confirmed that they were not dying, not poisoned, and certainly not about to die of old age.
Feng Qingchen and Su Wan had no objection to the competition rules. Relatively speaking, these rules were fair, at least on the surface.
The ten patients were first treated by the imperial physicians from Dongling and Nanling. During this period, Feng Qingchen and Su Wan had nothing to do. They just had to sit aside and wait.
"Your Highness, please allow Qingchen to change his clothes." Feng Qingchen took this opportunity to put forward his request.
To be honest, among the people present, except the crown prince, no one liked the clothes Feng Qingchen was wearing. Hearing Feng Qingchen say this, Dong Ling Ziluo almost clapped his hands in applause.
Before the prince could speak, Dong Ling Zi Luo said, "Qing Chen, go quickly."
Qingchen? When did they become familiar enough to call each other by their first names?
Feng Qingchen glanced at Dong Ling Ziluo, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, with a look of disapproval. Of course, she was not stupid enough to say it directly. Everyone present was smart, especially His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was a person who was good at using details.
Dong Ling Zi Luo's attitude towards her today would reach the ears of the Ninth Prince before dark. The Ninth Prince would deal with people like Dong Ling Zi Luo and Nan Ling Jin Fan. There was no need for her to confront these princes and grandchildren head-on.
Taking off the dignified and noble formal dress of the Ninth Prince's Consort, Feng Qingchen washed off the makeup on her face, removed the hair accessories on her head, and wrapped herself from head to toe in a white dress. In an instant, she turned from a noble lady into a beautiful and elegant young girl.
Although white is not an auspicious color, Feng Qingchen suits white very well. No matter how simple her clothes are, they cannot conceal her cold temperament.
The white clothes on Feng Qingchen were neither flowing nor complicated. Except for being slightly gathered at the waist, the whole thing was barrel-shaped. But even with such simple clothes, Feng Qingchen managed to look handsome and holy.
Simple clothes, clean outfit, and cold expression give people a feeling of abstinence. Although there is no charm of a mature woman, there is a pure and innocent charm. In modern times, this is the charm of uniforms.
Seeing Feng Qingchen's outfit, the credibility of Nanling Jinfan's words increased again.
"The girl looks really good in white." Xia Wan couldn't help but praise her, but after she finished speaking she realized she had overstepped her bounds and stepped back in panic.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not an unreasonable person. I won't punish you for a small matter." If a big mistake is made, she will also punish. Feng Qingchen didn't say this, but the master and the servant all understood it.
Feng Qingchen took off the bracelet on her wrist, threw it to Dong Qing, and took off the earrings as well.
When she was working, she didn't like to have any cumbersome things on her body. Hanging the Ninth Prince's jade pendant and the jade chisel around her neck was the limit of her tolerance.
"Thank you, Miss, for not blaming me." Xia Wan then stepped forward and carefully untied Feng Qingchen's hair. According to what Feng Qingchen asked, she tied up Feng Qingchen's long hair and tucked away the loose hair around her ears one by one so as not to interfere with her work.
A quarter of an hour later, Feng Qingchen stood up with satisfaction: "Let's go."
Pushing open the door, mottled sunlight poured in, lengthening Feng Qingchen's shadow. Feng Qingchen bathed in the sunlight, stepped on the dazzling golden light, and strode out.
The golden sunlight softened Feng Qingchen's cold temperament. She stood in the sunlight in a white dress, vaguely dreamy and unreal, as if Feng Qingchen would disappear as soon as the sunlight faded.
Xia Wan and Dong Qing stood behind Feng Qingchen, staring at her in a trance. Their daughter was truly a woman of many faces. Just by changing her clothes, she showed off a different look...
A word to readers: Oops... I posted my comment in the wrong place today. I originally meant to post two chapters on Phoenix, but ended up posting it on Emperor Phoenix. My fault! To express my deepest apology, I will add another chapter, and then I will weakly ask for monthly votes!
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