526 Child, Don’t Guess What the Ninth Prince Is Thinking (Tenth Update)

Lu Shaolin's words were not polite at all. When had Dong Ling Zi Luo ever been so angry? Dong Ling Zi Luo suppressed his anger and tried hard to put on a smile.

"Master Lu, some prisoners are ignorant and talk nonsense. I hope Master Lu will not bother with them."

Dong Ling Zi Luo understood that it must be someone from his maternal grandfather's family who spoke wildly and offended Lu Shaolin. Otherwise, Lu Shaolin would more or less give him face and not make things too difficult for them. After all, he was still the seventh prince, the son of the current emperor.

"I don't want to make a fuss about it, but this is the Blood-Cloth Guard after all. The Blood-Cloth Guard has its own rules, and I can't break the Blood-Cloth Guard's rules." Lu Shaolin didn't give Dong Ling Ziluo any face and retorted with a frosty face.

The situation has changed, and Prince Luo should wake up. After today, let alone fighting for the throne, it would be good enough to be crowned a foreign king.

Your Highness Prince Luo, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame your group of blind relatives who always hold you back.

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When Feng Qingchen returned to the West District courtyard, the West District courtyard had returned to normal, and everything that had been destroyed by the Ninth Prince had been returned to its place.

Only a woodshed in the Sun Mansion was burned down, which did not have any major impact at all. Tong Jue and Tong Yao also came back early. They did not think much about encountering rioters outside the city. Feng Qing comforted them with a few words and let them go down to rest.

In the evening, Zhai Dongming ran to Feng Qingchen with an excited look on his face: "Qingchen, something big has happened, do you know?"

"What's the big deal?" After Feng Qingchen came back from the palace, she did not inquire about the news from the palace again. With the help of the Ninth Prince, the situation was under control and she had nothing to worry about.

"No way, you didn't even know about such a big thing happening in the Father-in-law's Mansion?" Zhai Dongming finished the tea in the cup in one gulp, and then excitedly told Feng Qingchen about the father-in-law's fall, the queen being placed under house arrest, and Dong Ling Ziluo going to ask for help but running into obstacles everywhere.

"Feng Qingchen, I said that God has eyes. It's not that he won't punish you, but the time has not come yet. If you do bad things, don't expect a good ending. Think about how arrogant Prince Luo and the Queen's family were in the past because of the Emperor's favor!

Not only does the Crown Prince have to avoid the limelight of Prince Luo, but my grandfather and his brothers also have to avoid the limelight of the Queen, his father and his brothers. If it weren't for the Ninth Prince, the King's father-in-law would have truly wielded all the power in the court.

I thought it would go on like this, and that decades later Prince Luo would come to the throne and the foreign relatives would be in power. However, I didn't expect that the situation would change overnight, and not only the Queen's family was in trouble, but Prince Luo was also implicated.

His Royal Highness Prince Luo really has a lot of pain this time. The Queen's father and brother took risks for his great cause, but they ruined his future, and he had to work hard for them. Otherwise, if he didn't even help his own grandfather, who would follow him in the future? "

Zhai Dongming's tone was completely gloating. But after talking for a long time, he found that Feng Qingchen didn't show any reaction, and Zhai Dongming became depressed.

"Qingchen, aren't you happy that something happened to the Queen and Prince Luo? Could it be that you still have feelings for Prince Luo and you are sad to see him down? Qingchen, don't be stupid. Think about how cruel they were to you. If you weren't strong and smart enough, you would have died in their hands. You can't be soft-hearted at this time."

"Which eye of yours saw that I was worried about Dong Ling Zi Luo?" Feng Qingchen rolled her eyes at Zhai Dongming in annoyance. Why did everyone think that she still had feelings for Dong Ling Zi Luo? Really, was she really interested in that playboy?

"Uh... I don't have that, so why are you unhappy?" Zhai Dongming scratched the back of his head.

Alas, if only Jin Ling were here. Jin Ling is not as careless as him. Jin Ling is thoughtful. Even if Feng Qingchen doesn't say anything, Jin Ling can understand what Feng Qingchen is thinking.

It has been more than three months since Jinling went to Qingshui Town and he has not returned yet. No one knows what happened to him. Zhai Dongming is a little worried about Wang Jinling.

The struggle within the Wang family was quite brutal, with assassinations and poisonings being used in an endless stream. Jin Ling had just taken the position of the head of the family, and he did not have many people at his disposal. Safety was also a big issue when he went out.

"It's too early to be happy about this. The queen was not deposed, but was just placed under house arrest. As long as the queen is still alive, Prince Luo is the legitimate son of the Empress, and he still has the advantage in vying for the throne.

Besides, the emperor only ordered the execution of the father-in-law and the uncle, and the rest of the clan was not affected. Most of them were dismissed from their posts, and the worst punishment was exile. This shows that the emperor still retained most of the power for Prince Luo. "These were also told to her by the Ninth Uncle.

The Ninth Prince Uncle said that to see whether the Emperor dislikes Dongling Ziluo, one has to look at how he deals with the Queen and her family. The Emperor would not show mercy for no reason; if he showed mercy, it meant there was a deep meaning behind it.

Obviously, the emperor left a way out for Dong Ling Zi Luo, so that Dong Ling Zi Luo still has the capital to compete.

Of course, the emperor did this not entirely because he loved Dongling Ziluo, but for the sake of balance. If Prince Luo fell, the power in Prince Luo's hands would be divided up by the crown prince and several princes.

Several princes have been living in fiefdoms before, and with the help of Prince Qing, the prince's faction will be the only one in power. The emperor will never allow this to happen.

The art of being an emperor lies in balance. The emperor left Prince Zhou and others behind in order to put pressure on Dongling Ziluo and the crown prince. With the help of these princes, he wanted to disperse the power in the hands of the crown prince and Prince Luo. By then, the crown prince's faction would be dominant, and Prince Luo and the other princes would join forces to deal with the crown prince.

Fighting is the unchanging theme of the royal family. If there is no fighting one day, it means that the royal family is either dead or has won.

"Well, I was happy for nothing. No wonder grandpa said that I am not suitable to be an official. Even you can see these things clearly, but I don't." Zhai Dongming remembered that his grandfather repeatedly reminded him last night that he must be careful and cautious today, because something big will definitely happen today.

He simply didn't believe that anything big could happen out of the blue, but unexpectedly, something really big happened early in the morning and he was still confused, because there were no signs beforehand.

"Don't be discouraged. Everyone has different expertise. It's good for you. You are suitable for charging into the enemy line and becoming a general defending the country." Feng Qingchen patted Zhai Dongming's shoulder and comforted him.

Zhai Dongming is too righteous. Such a person is indeed not suitable to be an official. To be an official, one must be thick-skinned and ruthless, like the Ninth Prince. If he does take action, he must hit the target with one strike and kill the opponent without leaving a single piece of armor.

"I am the only one left in the Zhai family, and my grandfather will not let me go to the battlefield." This is Zhai Dongming's biggest regret.

Well, Feng Qingchen didn't know how to comfort Zhai Dongming: "Marry a few more wives and have a few more children. When the children grow up, you can go to the battlefield."

Having many children brings more blessings. It is no wonder that Prince Su keeps such a close eye on Zhai Dongming, the only child of his.

Feng Qingchen was just joking, but Zhai Dongming took it seriously and jumped up from his chair happily: "Feng Qingchen, you are so smart, why didn't I think of this method. I will go back and ask grandpa to marry all three wives and four concubines to me."

"Feng Qingchen, I'm going back to marry a wife. If you have anything to do, come to Prince Su's mansion to find me. Of course, you can go if you don't have anything to do. My grandfather likes you very much."

After saying this, Zhai Dongming ran over, leaving Feng Qingchen alone in a mess. She savored Zhai Dongming's words carefully, and the more she thought about it, the uglier her expression became...

Damn, in the eyes of men, the value of a woman lies in giving birth to children. Bastard Zhai Dongming, why did he marry so many women? Aren’t you afraid of dying in a woman’s belly?

Thinking of the child, Feng Qingchen lowered her head and looked at her flat belly. A hint of sadness flashed across her eyes. She didn't know when she would be able to have her own child.

A child with her own blood, a child connected to her by blood, a child she can call a relative.

She wanted a child, a child of her and the Ninth Prince, a child who could prolong her life.

But it's not possible now. Not to mention that she is only sixteen years old and too young to bear children, the current situation does not allow her to have children.

The four kingdoms were gradually plunged into civil strife, the Ninth Prince would be very busy, and she would also be busy. Under such circumstances, even if she had a child, she might not be able to keep it...

Seeing that troubled times were about to come, the child became a burden to her. She could barely protect herself, but was not sure she could protect the child.

If you can't provide a good environment for your child to grow up in, don't give birth to him to suffer. Feng Qingchen stretched out her hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

Alas... I don't know what the Ninth Prince thinks about the child. Afterwards, the Ninth Prince didn't send anyone to send her contraceptive soup or something like that. I don't know if it was because the Ninth Prince didn't know about contraception, or if he just wanted a child?

If the Ninth Prince wants, then he should be able to protect the child and provide the child with a relatively stable environment for growth, right?

Feng Qingchen supported his chin with his right hand and tilted his head to think about this question. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what the Ninth Uncle was thinking. Feng Qingchen decided to ask the Ninth Uncle directly next time.

The Ninth Prince’s thoughts were too difficult to guess. Feng Qingchen was afraid that she had guessed wrong, so she took a breath, got up and went back to her room, intending to organize the medicine box, as it might be needed tomorrow.

Ye Ye will come to beg her sooner or later.

When Feng Qingchen opened the medicine box, he found a letter on the top and was stunned.

"The secret guards are too careless. They didn't even notice someone coming in. Last time, the Ninth Prince slipped in. I have to talk to Su Wenqing about improving the quality of the secret guards."

Feng Qingchen looked around warily, and when he found nothing unusual, he picked up the letter and prepared to read it.

boom……

At just one glance, Feng Qingchen's face turned red. She clenched the letter tightly with both hands and quickly put it against her chest, fearing that it would be seen by outsiders. Her eyes flickered and she looked around. When she found that there was no one else around, she shyly unfolded the letter and read it word by word. The more she read, the sweeter the smile on her face became.

Meeting is fate, longing gradually entangles, but meeting is hard. The mountains are high and the roads are long, but we can share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart. Because of dissatisfaction, the dream of mandarin ducks has become empty, so I took a picture of my image and asked the wild geese to send it quickly.

I happily opened the envelope, holding the photo, and carefully examining it, I saw red lips, dark eyebrows, and watery eyes, which showed my deep love. How can I express my infinite admiration? I looked towards the southeast, and sang a song of seeking the phoenix.

Love letter, she received the love letter, and the most important thing was that the letter was signed: Dong Lingjiu!

Ahhh... I'm so happy, so happy. I never thought that Ninth Prince, such a reserved person, would do such a romantic thing. Feng Qingchen could even imagine how embarrassed Ninth Prince looked when he picked up the pen to write this letter. But when Feng Qingchen saw the last sentence, the smile on her face froze.

The Ninth Prince said: I am waiting for your reply!

Reply, reply, how should I reply...

Feng Qingchen held the letter in his hand, threw himself on the bed, and rolled around hugging the quilt.

It's so embarrassing to send letters by carrier pigeons!

[It's the tenth update. Writing ten updates is really tiring. Not only did I have to stay up late to write in the past few days, but I also had to work hard today. My hands are almost cramping. For Acai's hard work in writing ten updates, please don't let Acai down too much. Finally: I sing a song of phoenix seeking phoenix, and I beg you to stay with me for the rest of my life.]