499 Since Qingchen wants it, I will give it to him reluctantly.
Feng Qingchen swallowed to calm her pounding heart, and her eyes looked around in the darkness, hoping that Lan Jiuqing's secret guards would notice her situation and come out to rescue her, but after waiting for a long time, no secret guard showed up.
Asshole, Lan Jiuqing, you raised a group of secret guards, but when you wanted to use them, all of them disappeared. It turns out that secret guards and imperial guards are all unreliable, and you can only rely on yourself.
"Ninth Uncle, you asked me to come out so that I can drink with you?" Feng Qingchen carefully grabbed the beam on the roof, fearing that he would roll down accidentally. You know, the roof is sloping.
The Ninth Prince shook his head seriously: "No." Just when Feng Qingchen thought that he had something important to do, the Ninth Prince added: "This king asked you to come out and watch the moon with me. Qingchen, look, the moon is very round tonight."
"Moon-watching?" Does the Ninth Prince look like the kind of person who would have the leisure to watch the moon? Feng Qingchen didn't think so at all.
Crash... Feng Qingchen was so excited that he kicked a tile down. The Ninth Prince looked at Feng Qingchen with a smile in his eyes, as if he could see through Feng Qingchen's thoughts.
"Feng Qingchen lowered her head guiltily. She would never admit that she did it on purpose. Woo woo woo... With such a big commotion, how come no one showed up?
Si Xing... Your master, I am a sheep in the tiger's mouth. If you don't come, my innocence will definitely not be preserved. We used to have sex, basking in the moonlight, talking about life, etc., and in the end, we must have talked about **...
Feng Qingchen's face flushed, and the Ninth Prince's eyes were gentle: "Enjoy the moon today and talk about ancient events. No one will come to disturb us tonight."
The Ninth Prince raised a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth generously. Feng Qingchen had never seen such a Ninth Prince before. The Ninth Prince she saw was elegant, noble, and forbearing.
After drinking half a jar of wine, the Ninth Prince pointed at the moon in the sky and said, "Feng Qingchen, you know, the imperial city of Dongling was also the imperial city of the previous dynasty. On the full moon day of each month in the previous dynasty, many people would come out to parade in the imperial city.
No one would blame the girls in the boudoir for going out to play on that day. Many ladies and young masters would choose that day to meet their future wives or husbands.
The streets are full of lights and people, vendors are shouting their wares, the old, young and the very young are shopping, the streets are bustling with people and traffic, and the atmosphere is bustling.”
The Ninth Prince stood on the roof, pointing in the direction of the most prosperous street in the previous dynasty, and told Feng Qingchen in detail about the people and things on the street. He looked as if he had seen them with his own eyes. However, given the Ninth Prince's age, it was impossible for him to have witnessed the things of the previous dynasty.
"I don't know. I haven't experienced the previous dynasty and can't imagine how prosperous it was back then." From the Ninth Prince's tone, Feng Qingchen could vaguely sense that the Ninth Prince's nostalgia and yearning for the previous dynasty. Thinking of the Ninth Prince's ambitions, Feng Qingchen felt as if he was about to step on a landmine.
The Ninth Prince closed his eyes, unable to hide his sadness: "Yes, we have not experienced the prosperity of the previous dynasty. We have only heard about the things of the previous dynasty from others. The previous dynasty seems to be getting farther and farther away from us. Qingchen, do you know what the most honorable surname in the previous dynasty was?"
The Ninth Prince spoke so calmly, but Feng Qingchen felt uneasy inside, especially when he was stared at by the Ninth Prince's dark eyes. Feng Qingchen felt even more uneasy.
There seemed to be many secrets in the eyes of the Ninth Prince, and now he was telling her that he was willing to share these secrets with her, but she didn't want to know, and didn't dare to know...
Feng Qingchen grabbed the wine jar beside him and used drinking to avoid the topic of the previous dynasty.
People and things from the previous dynasty are taboos. If you are not careful, you will become the remnants of the previous dynasty. Feng Qingchen still remembers that several people who were beheaded in the market a few days ago were said to be the remnants of the previous dynasty. The evidence was found in their homes, which contained poems and writings that commemorated the previous dynasty.
Gulp, gurgle... after drinking half a jar of wine, he finally avoided the topic of the previous dynasty.
"Hahaha... I didn't know Qingchen could drink so well." As Feng Qingchen wished, the Ninth Prince no longer mentioned the events of the previous court, but concentrated on drinking with Feng Qingchen.
He originally came here to drink with Feng Qingchen today. It would be too difficult for him to knock down Feng Qingchen who was sober.
Feng Qingchen could drink quite a lot, but... the wine they drank today was a rarer wine than the lotus wine. After drinking a jar, Feng Qingchen found that she was a little confused. Feng Qingchen knew that she was getting drunk and couldn't drink any more...
Feng Qingchen's face was red, his eyes were blurry, and he sat on the roof, swaying. With a little clarity, he said to the Ninth Uncle: "Ninth Uncle, I seem to be drunk. No... I can't sit still."
As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingchen fell headfirst, thump... right into the arms of the Ninth Prince. Feng Qingchen still knew that she was on the roof, so she quickly clung to the Ninth Prince, fearing that she would fall down: "Ninth Prince, hold me tight, don't let me fall down, it hurts..."
"Qingchen, you are throwing yourself into my arms." As Feng Qingchen wished, the Ninth Prince hugged Feng Qingchen tightly, and he could also hug Feng Qingchen with his left hand.
"Hmm..." Feng Qingchen burped and tried to push the Ninth Uncle away, but her whole body was limp and she couldn't push him away at all: "No, I didn't, Ninth Uncle, take me back to my room, I want to go back, I want to go back to sleep."
Obviously drunk, but still sober a bit. That's why Feng Qingchen was depressed, because she was really throwing herself into his arms. She wanted to push him away, but her hands wouldn't listen to her.
"Okay, I'll take you back." Having achieved his goal, the Ninth Prince was unwilling to stay on the roof and get caught in the wind. He hugged Feng Qingchen, jumped up and down, and landed steadily on the ground.
"Okay, okay, I can walk by myself. You can go back now." Feng Qingchen pushed the Ninth Uncle away and started to walk unsteadily. The alcohol was very strong and the wind blew the alcohol into her head. Feng Qingchen didn't take more than two steps before she fell down...
The Ninth Prince seemed to have anticipated this, and when Feng Qingchen fell, he hugged her tightly in his arms. This time Feng Qingchen did not refuse. In fact, her whole body was so soft that she had no strength to refuse.
"Dong Lingjiu, you are a villain. You take advantage of others' misfortune." Feng Qingchen grumbled dissatisfiedly and complained in a delicate voice. Even though Feng Qingchen was drunk, she understood what the Ninth Uncle was planning today.
What a sinister villain!
The Ninth Prince laid Feng Qingchen flat on the bed, then fell down. He used his right elbow to prop up his body and brushed away the loose hair on Feng Qingchen's face.
"You are a villain, a villain who took advantage of the alcohol to lose his temper." Feng Qingchen waved her hands around, and the Ninth Prince held her hands down and kissed her between the eyebrows: "Qingchen, since you said that I took advantage of someone's misfortune and took advantage of the alcohol to lose his temper, then I will prove your accusation. Qingchen... this is what you wanted. Since you want it, I will give it to you reluctantly!"
The Ninth Prince lowered his head, blocking all the rejections from Feng Qingchen's mouth. He raised his leg and hooked it, causing the bed curtain to spread apart, and the small bed became a world of its own.
The night is long...
A word to readers: The gold bricks have been cancelled, and now we use recommendations instead. Dear, please click on the "recommendation" on the introduction. In addition... the Ninth Emperor has climbed into Qingchen's bed, so you can't keep your monthly tickets! (Ahem, meat and stuff... it's difficult!)