547 Relationship, who is on top between you and the Ninth Prince

Just after Feng Qingchen exchanged the things he needed, Tong Jue and Chun Hui came over. Feng Qingchen threw the backpack to Tong Jue and went to take a shower.

It's not that she is delicate, she has to take a shower every time she goes out. It's because she had just treated Ye Ye and she didn't know how many bacteria there were on her body. She was always on the road and her immunity was low. She couldn't take a shower on the way. She had to take care of herself before going out to avoid falling sick on the road.

While Feng Qingchen was enjoying a hot bath, the researchers from a Chinese research institute, all with red eyes, were excitedly examining the instruments.

"It's really a detoxifying pill. Oh my god, there is actually a medicine that is preserved so well. It's amazing. The efficacy has not been lost at all. Is it really impossible to find the way to this pill?"

"Yes, I can't find it. This pill was found by a cleaner while he was cleaning up the garbage. He accidentally broke the medicine bottle and the fragrance of the medicine wafted out. Oh... I asked a historian to look at the fragments of the medicine bottle. He said it was an antique from at least a thousand years ago, but I can't tell from the patterns on it which dynasty it was from."

"It's been more than a thousand years. I really don't know how it was preserved. It's amazing. It's a pity that the medicine bottle is broken, otherwise we can find out how our ancestors preserved this medicine."

"It's a pity, but we can still publish a paper called "The History of the Development of Chinese Traditional Medicine from the Perspective of Thousand-Year-Old Pills"."

"Good idea, write it quickly. I'll contact the magazine and ask them to open up space for the publication. Let the Koreans see clearly that Chinese medicine is ours. And let those dwarfs understand that the Diaoyu Islands belong to China."

…

Before Feng Qingchen left, she placed the letter in the study. She knew that the Ninth Prince's men would deliver the letter. As for how the Ninth Prince's men avoided the secret guards and took the letter away, Feng Qingchen didn't know and didn't want to know.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the Ninth Prince and Lan Jiuqing are in the same group, otherwise how could they be so familiar with Su Wenqing? When Yuwen Yuanhua asked the Ninth Prince for food, the Ninth Prince asked him to find Su Wenqing, and now Su Wenqing is also raising food for the Ninth Prince.

Dong Lingjiu and Lan Jiuqing, if they are in the same group, are they partners or superiors and subordinates?

If they were to cooperate, they would fall out sooner or later because they are both too strong. Once two strong people have a disagreement, neither of them will submit to the other.

What if it was a relationship between superiors and subordinates? Feng Qingchen couldn't figure out who was the superior and who was the subordinate. Whether it was Dong Lingjiu or Lan Jiuqing, they didn't seem like people who would follow orders.

Feng Qingchen was thinking as he walked, but before he could figure out what was going on, the guard came over with a black, agile horse. Feng Qingchen's eyes lit up and his attention was instantly drawn to the horse.

"Cangshan Moyun? Zhai Dongming actually got me such a good horse. He really took the trouble." With this horse, Feng Qingchen was confident that he could leave the people behind him behind in one night.

"Miss Feng, this is a token and a pass. With these two things, you can enter any town at any time."

"Thank you." Feng Qingchen felt uneasy. She actually forgot such an important thing.

In ancient times, you couldn’t go wherever you wanted. You had to register with the government before entering or leaving the city. If you wanted to go to another city, you had to have a pass issued by the government before you could enter the city.

The guard was stunned, somewhat unable to understand. This was what he should do, so why should Feng Qingchen say thank you to him? However, he did not say much. After handing the reins to Feng Qingchen, he stepped back decisively.

That night, there were few people on the street. Feng Qingchen jumped on his horse and rode away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night...

The secret guards hiding in the dark were so anxious that their mouths were almost foaming. When Cangshan Moyun appeared, they knew that they were in trouble this time. They, who were known as the best secret guards, had to go back for retraining.

Cangshan Moyun, they can’t catch up at all, and they are about to lose him again this time. I don’t know what kind of punishment they will receive when they return.

Woo woo woo... It's really not easy to be a secret guard for Miss Feng. They just laughed at the last batch of secret guards not long ago, and in the blink of an eye, they have become the ones being laughed at again.

And the secret guard who defeated many secret guards and went through untold hardships to deliver the letter to the Ninth Uncle was even more miserable.

Damn you, you are a bunch of liars, you are cheating me.

Every time the Ninth Prince received a letter from Miss Feng, he would be in a very good mood and would smile a smile that was rarely seen in a century.

When the Ninth Prince smiles, it's like the winter snow melting and the flowers blooming.

Why, what he saw were dark clouds and violent storms.

Such strong cold air and such great pressure!

Wuuuu... The pressure is too great. If this continues, he will not be able to hold on. It will be embarrassing if he collapses on the ground.

Finally, when the secret guard was about to lie on the ground, the Ninth Uncle spoke: "Before Feng Qingchen left, has anyone been to the West District Courtyard?"

The Ninth Prince was certain that Feng Qingchen would not leave the city in a hurry unless something serious happened.

"Master Wang Qi." The secret guard bit his tongue hard, feeling the pain, so that he could stay awake and answer the ninth uncle's questions.

"Well. Get out." Although the Ninth Prince was angry, he did not vent his anger on the secret guards. He just crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball, his deep eyes dancing with flames of anger.

Feng Qingchen, who do you think I am? You didn't tell me anything and just left without saying anything. Don't you know that I would be worried?

Afterwards, the Ninth Prince regretted it very much. Although he was unhappy with what Feng Qingchen wrote, this was also a letter Feng Qingchen wrote to him. How could he crush it?

Later, the Ninth Prince took great pains to smooth out the paper and put it back into the box.

…

Dressed in black and wearing a half-silver mask, Lan Jiuqing appeared in the secret room of the Su Mansion.

Su Wenqing received the news and rushed over in a hurry. He was sweating and panting. He leaned against the wall and said, "Jiuqing, you just went back. Why are you here again? Is there something wrong?"

At the same time, I quickly calculated in my mind what major events had happened recently.

Bu Jingyun returned to the number one manor in the world, Baoer was sent away, Ye Ye was in a coma, Nanling Jinfan was busy fighting, the crown prince and Prince Luo were fighting for power, and Su Wan was about to be ruined.

Xiling Tianlei got into trouble because of the incident at the zoo and hid in Jingyue Garden, not daring to go out. Yuan Xi was dragged away by Old Yan, Yuwen Yuanhua had enough food, and the Zhenguo Mansion was stripped to an empty shell. The people who caused the trouble are all very busy, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

Seeing that Lan Jiuqing didn't say anything for a long time, Su Wenqing became even more worried. Could something big have happened in such a short time?

Lan Jiuqing suppressed his anger, and when Su Wenqing was about to collapse, he finally spoke: "Where is Wang Jinling now?"

The coldness all over the body was enough to freeze a person to death. Su Wenqing took several steps back, unable to believe what he heard.

No way, Jiuqing went through so much trouble to make this trip just for Wang Jinling's matter. Judging from Jiuqing's tone, is he concerned about Wang Jinling, or does he want to eat Wang Jinling?

Su Wenqing felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

"You want to look for him?" Su Wenqing asked tentatively. When did Jiuqing start to care about Wang Jinling's life or death? In their minds, Wang Jinling should be the kind of person who is useless. There is no need for them to spend time and effort on such a person.

"Yeah." I guess so. He is not looking for it, but Feng Qingchen is.

"If my information is correct, he should be trapped in the Taroko Canyon. Calculating the time, he has been trapped for at least a month. He may have died already." Su Wenqing's sophisticated brain worked rapidly.

Jiuqing generally doesn't pay attention to Wang Jinling's news unless it affects their affairs. Otherwise, they won't care about Wang Jinling's life or death. The reason why he pays attention to Wang Jinling's movements is because of Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling were good friends, and everyone in Dongling Imperial City knew about it, so he paid attention to it, but it was just a little attention. Wang Jinling's life or death had nothing to do with him. Besides...

Wang Jinling's death will only bring them good things and no harm. Without Wang Jinling, the Wang family will surely go downhill within ten years.