496 Uncle Nine, Pack Up and Leave

Xie San and Wang Qi were both very upset. Looking at Zhai Dongming's appearance, people who didn't know the truth would think that there was a hungry dog ​​chasing him. Well, the Ninth Prince was much more ferocious than a hungry dog. Facing the Ninth Prince, it was normal for Zhai Dongming to flee.

Xie San and Wang Qi withdrew their sympathetic looks and looked at the culprit at the same time. They saw the Ninth Prince sitting there with a blank expression on his face. He didn't even look at Zhai Dongming, as if nothing had happened.

Xie San and Wang Qi nodded. Zhai Dongming was telling the truth. The Ninth Prince was indeed an iceberg with expressionless face and unfathomable.

The two men looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and nodded one after the other. Between protecting Qingchen's reputation and innocence and not following in Zhai Dongming's footsteps, they chose the latter. They stood up and left in tacit understanding.

Fortunately, the sinister and cunning bastard described by Zhai Dongming did not make things difficult for them, allowing them to walk out safely.

The moment he stepped out of the West District courtyard, Wang Qi turned around and took a deep look at the tightly closed door.

Big brother, I'm sorry, but I'm really no match for the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle is too powerful, and only you can fight against him. Big brother, please come back soon. If you don't come back, Feng Qingchen will really become someone else's. By then, even if you can overcome all difficulties and marry her, she will not marry you.

Wang Jinling, who was on Wang Qi's mind, was being hunted down. Under the protection of his guards, he fled into the mountains in a panic. A nobleman is a nobleman. Even if he was being hunted down, even if he traveled day and night, he still had some grace. Unfortunately, in the mountains, no one appreciated his grace...

As soon as Zhai Dongming, Xie San and Wang Qi left, the mysterious and expressionless Ninth Prince changed instantly, because Feng Qingchen said: "Ninth Prince, what the prince said is right, you have lived in my place for a long time, and our injuries have healed. There is no reason for you to stay any longer. You should go back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion. In the afternoon, I will ask Sixing, Tong Jue and Tong Yao to help you pack your things, so that you don't forget anything and have to come back to get it."

This meant that the Ninth Prince was not given a chance to refuse, and he was required to leave this afternoon.

After being shocked, the Ninth Prince quickly calmed down. The condescending Ninth Prince raised his voice and said, "Feng Qingchen, are you chasing me away?"

"If you are worrying too much, Ninth Uncle, you are a prince and it will be inconvenient for you to live here all the time. Besides, it will be inconvenient for me too if you live here." After the competition, she would start to treat Cui Haoting's illness.

Cui Haoting's disease requires finding a matching bone marrow. Generally speaking, the success rate of matching with immediate relatives is the highest. She will be very busy by then, and once she is busy, her secret will easily be exposed.

The Ninth Prince's veins bulged, and he finally suppressed the anger in his heart. He told himself that it was reasonable for Feng Qingchen to think that way, after all, he and Feng Qingchen were not in a legitimate relationship.

Damn it, the name is not right and the words are not logical. For a moment, he really wanted to marry Feng Qingchen directly, but... he couldn't.

"Feng Qingchen, is it inconvenient? Is there anything you need to do behind my back?" With a thud, the Ninth Prince pounded the table, smashing it into pieces.

Feng Qingchen was stunned on the spot, took a step back, and a hint of fear flashed in his dark eyes.

The Ninth Prince actually had such a fierce side. She thought that the Ninth Prince would only be fierce when he was angry, but she didn't expect... that she had the ability to make the Ninth Prince so angry.

It’s not easy!

For some reason, seeing the Ninth Prince so angry, Feng Qingchen suddenly felt very happy and a sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.

The sound of blood falling to the ground brought Feng Qingchen back to his senses. He glanced at the injured right hand of the Ninth Prince, and tried his best to suppress the pride in his heart. He asked softly, "Ninth Prince, are you okay?"

"Oh no, I'm injured and need to continue recuperating here with you. Feng Qingchen, do you have any objection?" The Ninth Prince waved his bloody right hand. There was sawdust stuck on the back of his hand and the wound was bloody and mangled, which showed that the Ninth Prince was seriously injured.

This is a threat.

Feng Qingchen swallowed, and the little pride in her heart disappeared without a trace. The Ninth Prince was indeed very scary, but... she had to stand firm in her beliefs and not give in to evil forces.

Eyes darting around, Feng Qingchen refused to look into the eyes of the Ninth Prince: "I have an opinion."

"I reject it." The Ninth Prince shook his injured right hand, feeling annoyed.

Damn it, he should have used his left hand just now. His right hand was injured and even writing was a problem for him.

"I don't agree to reject it, Uncle Nine, I'm serious. It's really inconvenient for me if you live here. In two days, I will start treating Cui Haoting's illness. You know the master of the Divine Doctor Valley. I'm afraid something might go wrong with him here. I don't have the ability to protect myself now." Feng Qingchen explained quickly. When talking about treating Cui Haoting's illness, Feng Qingchen's eyes were a little obscure, and he looked like he didn't know what to say.

The Ninth Prince was silent, glanced at Feng Qingchen's right hand, and moved it away before Feng Qingchen noticed.

If the head of the Divine Doctor Valley was here, the secret on Feng Qingchen's arm might not be kept, but he was unwilling to let him go like this. Would it be easy for him to live here legitimately? After he went back this time, it would be almost impossible for him to come back again.

For the first time, the Ninth Prince hated the Master of the Valley of Divine Doctors.

Oh, my Ninth Uncle forgot that he was able to live in the courtyard in the West District thanks to the blessing of the master of the Divine Doctor Valley.

"I will find a way to get him away." The Ninth Prince said with difficulty.

It is easy to invite a god but difficult to send him away. The master of the Divine Doctor Valley has set his eyes on Feng Qingchen, and it is not easy to let him go.

"Ninth Uncle, you can't stay either. If you are here, there will be no peace here. I want a relatively quiet place where no one will disturb me." Feng Qingchen saw that the Ninth Uncle had given in and became more demanding.

That's how women are.

"Feng Qingchen, don't go too far." This woman had him in her arms, but he was soft-hearted.

"Ninth Uncle, I've never been the one who went too far." Feng Qingchen responded to the Ninth Uncle with a knowing look.

Between the two of them, she was never the one who went too far; she was always in a weak position.

Huh... The Ninth Prince took a deep breath: "Feng Qingchen, what if I insist on not leaving?" In a month, the progress they had made had only established initial trust, which was far from enough for the Ninth Prince.

"Then I'll move out." Feng Qingchen said straightforwardly. Anyway, this was her temporary residence, and it wouldn't be difficult for her to find another place like this.

Without Feng Qingchen, what's the point of him living in this small courtyard in the west district? The Ninth Prince said word by word: "Feng Qingchen, you win."

The Ninth Prince's chest was rising and falling violently, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

"Thank you, Uncle Nine. If you have no other instructions, I will arrange for someone to pack your things for you." Feng Qingchen smiled brilliantly.

Today, it was not as simple as her kicking the Ninth Prince out, but she finally gained the upper hand in the confrontation with the Ninth Prince. Once there is a first time, there will be a second time. Feng Qingchen believes that there will be more such things in the future.

"Feng Qingchen, are you happy that the king is leaving?" The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth. Feng Qingchen's smile was too bright and he just couldn't stand it no matter how he looked at it.

If you are reluctant to do anything to Feng Qingchen, then find the culprit.

The Ninth Prince's intact left hand made crackling sounds, and veins bulged...

Zhai Dongming, you are dead!

If you ruin my good deeds, I will not forgive you!