472 Fighting for favor, uniform **

When Feng Qingchen stepped into the hall, everyone only felt a ray of light and followed him in. For a moment, their eyes were blinded by the light from Feng Qingchen.

I have to say that the weather is really good today. It is so rare to have a sunny day in this gloomy autumn. Feng Qingchen has the best time and place today.

The Crown Prince and Xiling Tianlei and the others were sitting opposite the entrance to the palace. When Feng Qingchen stepped in, they all leaned back at the same time, automatically blocking their eyes with their right hands. When everyone got used to it, Feng Qingchen stood against the light and bowed to everyone: "Qingchen is rude and kept Your Highness waiting for so long. Please forgive me."

With her back to the light, Feng Qingchen's face was blurred, and her white clothes seemed vaguely transparent under the sunlight. At this moment, apart from the word "dream", there was no other suitable word to describe Feng Qingchen's elegance and grace.

"No need to be so polite." The prince said instinctively. He had not yet recovered from Feng Qingchen's elegance.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Feng Qingchen didn't know how her arrival would shock everyone. In her opinion, she was just wearing a doctor's gown, so when the prince spoke, she walked straight to her seat and sat opposite Su Wan.

Su Wan's face looked unhappy. Most people wearing white would give people a feeling of weakness and aloofness, making people feel distant. But when Feng Qingchen wore it, she not only did not look weak at all, but instead had a sense of competence, rigor and enthusiasm that other people did not have. Feng Qingchen was a luminous body in herself, attracting everyone's attention, including hers.

Don’t you see that His Royal Highness Prince Luo’s eyes are straight? Don’t you see that Prince Lei’s eyes are shining? Don’t you see that the Third Prince’s eyes are getting smaller and smaller?

If Feng Qingchen in her formal dress as the Ninth Prince's Consort was a noble lady, then Feng Qingchen in her simple, straight doctor's gown was the queen. Sitting there, she exuded a kingly aura that kept strangers away.

But Feng Qingchen was completely unaware of this. From the moment he came in, he had a stern face, with all his expressions and emotions hidden, as cold as if he had no feelings. But it was this Feng Qingchen that made people want to set off fires just to make him smile.

At this time, except Feng Qingchen, probably no one cared about the ten patients and the treatment of the two countries' imperial doctors. Everyone focused their attention on Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen realized it later. After sitting for a long time, he noticed the fiery eyes of the crowd. He frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong with me?" Otherwise, why are they all staring at me?

The cold tone was just like the feeling Feng Qingchen gave people at the moment, cold and ruthless, and everyone shuddered.

"No, Qingchen is very good like this." The prince was the first to come back to his senses and nodded repeatedly, as if to confirm his own words.

Nanling Jinfan also came back to his senses, concealed the surprise in his eyes, raised his slender phoenix tail slightly, and smiled wickedly: "Xiao Wang is right, Qingchen is indeed not suitable for that dress. After changing into this new dress, it is really pleasing to the eye." It also makes people have the urge to pin you down, tear your clothes off, watch you struggle, and watch you cry.

Such a Feng Qingchen can easily arouse a man's beastly nature! Nanling Jinfan stretched out the pink tip of his tongue and licked his lips seductively, which was extremely seductive.

"It's just a doctor's white coat. The Third Prince is overthinking it." Feng Qingchen turned her face away in disgust. The man she hated was so evil and effeminate.

After staying in the military camp for a long time, Feng Qingchen found that all the men she saw were very masculine. She was disgusted with the so-called pretty boys. Such men looked weaker than women. How could they still be called men?

"A doctor wearing a white coat? Why haven't I seen it before? Isn't it easier for doctors to get dirty when they wear white clothes?" Xiling Tianlei finally found his voice.

"I wear it because it gets dirty easily. This way I can remind myself to stay clean and tidy at all times, and it can also reassure patients. As a patient, do you like to let a dirty person touch your wound? Do you like to let someone with dirty hands rub against you or your wound?"

Whether it was out of professional habit or impatience, Feng Qingchen's voice rose involuntarily, with a faint tone of preaching, as if a doctor was talking to a patient's family, instructing them on precautions.

Xiling Tianlei imagined the scene that Feng Qingchen described, and nodded in agreement: "No." Indeed, Feng Qingchen was dressed in white, clean and tidy, with a faint holy glow on his body, which made people trust and relax involuntarily.

The white color looks very good on Feng Qingchen, especially the dress on her. It is a little big but it does not cover the curves of her body. The slightly narrow waist makes people want to reach out and hug her slender waist.

"That's all." Feng Qingchen was not interested in discussing her uniform with these people. She wore the doctor's gown on purpose, firstly because of her obsessive-compulsive disorder as a doctor, and secondly because the doctor's gown and the Ninth Princess's formal dress were two different extremes.

The Ninth Princess's formal attire can show her feminine charm and elegance, while the doctor's gown can show her professionalism and confidence. At the same time, the white color gives people a hint of aloofness, arrogance and purity. She just wants to make this group of people confused as to whether the rumors are true or not.

"Ahem..." Dong Ling Zi Luo cleared his throat and was about to say something to ease the relationship between him and Feng Qing Chen, but Feng Qing Chen did not give him a chance and interrupted him coldly: "Your Highness, today we are here to compete in medical skills, not to discuss Qing Chen's clothes. If there is nothing else, please let Miss Su Wan and I take out the patients to be treated."

Dong Lingzi Luo swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and the prince nodded again: "Qingchen is right."

The prince discovered that he had been following Feng Qingchen's orders all day long. Did he really regard Feng Qingchen as the imperial aunt?

The prince is very conflicted...

Nanling Jinfan and Xiling Tianlei also nodded repeatedly, indicating that business was more important. Feng Qingchen looked like an ice queen, so Nanling Jinfan and Xiling Tianlei would certainly not confront her. They were proud of their noble status, and it would be so embarrassing for them if they were choked by Feng Qingchen. It would be in no right to punish Feng Qingchen, and it would be in no right not to punish her either.

Anyway, there is still a long time to go, and their competition with Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince has just begun.

The Ninth Prince spread rumors that he and Feng Qingchen were actually married, they would not spread rumors that the Ninth Prince did not like women, and the rumors between him and Feng Qingchen were just to cover up. You have to know that the Ninth Prince has not been close to women for many years, so the rumors they spread are obviously more credible.

Nanling Jinfan and Xiling Tianlei were two foxes who thought alike. After that, they stopped talking and sat aside waiting for the imperial doctors of the two countries to announce the results of the diagnosis.

The ten patients were carefully selected. Dong Ling would never go against his own will. After diagnosis by doctors from both countries, the ten patients fully met the requirements of the competition and none of them had a terminal illness or were dying.

"Does the Third Prince have anything to say?" After hearing the result, the Crown Prince asked Nanling Jinfan politely.

Nanling Jinfan shook his head: "Little King, there is nothing much to say. This is not a selection of imperial physicians, so there is no need to take it too seriously."

This statement was invisibly belittling the level of this competition. Feng Qingchen was not angry, but just vaguely uneasy. After calming down, Feng Qingchen found that Su Wan was too rational today, and her behavior was very different from usual...