567 Humiliation, the Ninth Prince is very angry

Xuan Fei has been pampered since she was a child. People around her never dared to disobey her. The Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace would never let her suffer any grievances and never said a harsh word to her. She could do whatever she wanted.

Not to mention being shot through the wrist or hit the leg, even if Xuan Fei just had a little skin broken on her finger, the entire Xuanxiao Palace would be in chaos.

Both her hands and feet were injured by Feng Qingchen, and Feng Qingchen's attitude made Xuan Fei feel that the wounds were even more painful. She rolled on the ground holding her hands and feet, tears and snot all over her face, crying so pitifully.

But she had suffered such a "huge" injustice, and the people around her didn't stand up for her. Xuan Fei couldn't stand it anymore, so she yelled at Feng Qingchen: "Bitch, if you have the guts, kill me, otherwise I will never let you go, bitch, I will crush your limbs, dig out your eyes, cut off your nose, cut off your ears, pull out your tongue, and turn you into a human pig, making your life worse than death. No... I will scratch your face and throw you to the lowest brothel, so that you..."

"You're so noisy. If you don't shut up, I'll break your other arm." Bang... Feng Qingchen showed no mercy and shot Xuan Fei in the other leg.

Ah... Xuanfei screamed in pain, but this time she didn't dare to curse or cry out loud.

The thirty-six chariots beside Xuan Fei were filled with murderous aura. They wanted to draw their swords several times, but were frightened by Feng Qingchen's action of pulling the trigger. They could only stand aside and glare at Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction. After staying in the imperial city for a long time, Feng Qingchen had basically never seen a woman as "rough" as Xuan Fei.

The eldest lady of Xuanxiao Palace was even more rude than a country woman: "You dream of marrying the eldest master, you are not even worthy of the servants around him."

Feng Qingchen was telling the truth, but Xuan Fei didn't think so. Her pretty face was distorted. The Thirty-Six Heavenly Gangs didn't dare to move, and she couldn't get up. Xuan Fei picked up the whip beside her, and was about to whip Feng Qingchen again when she wasn't paying attention. As soon as she grasped the whip, she heard a burst of uniform footsteps.

Someone is coming!

Xuan Fei's face lit up with joy and she laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you bitch, you are dead. It must be my second brother. My second brother is here. No matter how powerful your hidden weapon is, it will be useless with my second brother in your hands."

It’s not that unlucky, right?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. She could tell there were many people there. They were definitely not here to pick her up. There wouldn't be so many people sent by Prince Su's Mansion. They were probably from Xuanxiao Palace.

What bad luck! Feng Qingchen's fingers were white as he held the gun, and his palms were full of sweat. Feng Qingchen stared at Xuan Fei and the people around her, trying to see if he could find an opportunity to capture Xuan Fei as a hostage.

To capture someone, one must first capture the king. With Xuan Fei in hand, she would not be afraid even if the Palace Master of Xuanxiao Palace came in person. However... Xuan Fei and the thirty-six Heavenly Generals beside her were already prepared. The thirty-six Heavenly Generals did not dare to move, and she did not dare to move either. She could not find any opportunity at all.

What should she do?

Feng Qingchen's face was solemn, her brows were furrowed, and this pleased Xuan Fei, who looked smug and ignored the pain in her body: "Stinky woman, now you understand the consequences of going against my Xuanxiao Palace, I tell you that anyone who offends me will not have a good ending, but you can rest assured, I see that the eldest son seems to value you very much. Before the eldest son marries me, I will not kill you, I will torture you slowly, and let ten big men take turns to enjoy you every day..."

Having said this, Xuan Fei suddenly fell silent, opened her mouth into an O shape, and stared blankly behind Feng Qingchen, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.

what happen?

Feng Qingchen happened to have her back to the direction of the person coming. Seeing Xuan Fei like this, she couldn't help but turn sideways to look, and then she was also stunned.

How is that possible.

Why is he here, and with a large group of people? Is he here for himself?

Feng Qingchen pointed at the person in front of him, opened his mouth but no words came out, his nose felt sore and tears formed in his eyes.

"Ninth Uncle, why are you here just now?"

She was delighted and also acting coquettishly. She had thought that people from the Wang family would come to pick her up, that people from Prince Su's mansion would come to pick her up, and that people from the Ninth Prince's uncle would come to pick her up. But she had never thought that the Ninth Prince would come in person and bring his army to support her.

With just one glance, the wounds on her body miraculously no longer hurt, and countless little bubbles seemed to pop up in her heart, and something called happiness popped up from the bottom of her heart.

Feng Qingchen had tears in her eyes, but the smile on her face became more and more charming and brighter.

She felt the feeling of being cherished.

The person she never dared to think about actually appeared in front of her. She was really, really happy!

If the occasion was right, she really wanted to rush forward, hug the Ninth Prince, and tell him how touched she was.

"Nine……"

In contrast to Feng Qingchen's excitement, the Ninth Prince glanced at Feng Qingchen coldly, as if he didn't hear her words. His arrogant and indifferent attitude was the same as when they first met, and there was no Feng Qingchen in his eyes at all.

Feng Qingchen's body shook unsteadily.

The Ninth Prince was angry.

Oh no!

Feng Qingchen became uneasy...

As if he was walking into an empty place, the Ninth Prince walked towards Feng Qingchen and Xuan Fei gracefully. His black boots stepped slowly on the green grass, making a rustling sound. The ups and downs of his boots were very rhythmic, which made people involuntarily focus their attention on him.

Feng Qingchen looked so nervous that he didn't even breathe.

The thirty-six celestial beings behind Xuan Fei knew that something bad was going to happen the moment the Ninth Prince appeared, but they were shocked by the Ninth Prince's pomp from the beginning. When they wanted to take action, they saw the archers behind the Ninth Prince raised their arrows and aimed them at them. The thirty-six celestial beings did not dare to move anymore, as if facing a great enemy, their bodies tensed, staring at the Ninth Prince, swallowing their saliva continuously.

Things happened too fast for them to accept it for a while, especially this man named Ninth Prince who suddenly appeared and put a lot of pressure on them, making them tremble with fear.

The entire forest was silent. Feng Qingchen put away her gun, like a child who had made a mistake, and stood aside obediently. She moved her injured back to the side with a guilty conscience, not wanting the Ninth Prince to see her injured back.

Confession without being asked.

The Ninth Prince did not point it out. He stood in front of Xuan Fei with a hint of disgust in his eyes. It was said that this woman looked a lot like Feng Qingchen.

He raised his foot... the tip of his shoe touched Xuan Fei's chin. Xuan Fei had a look of shame and anger on his face. His uninjured hand clenched into a fist, but he raised his head involuntarily and looked at the Ninth Uncle.

As expected, they look alike, which makes it hard to like them.

Facing the cold eyes of the Ninth Prince, Xuan Fei could no longer be crazy. She dodged his gaze and did not dare to look him in the eye. She asked tremblingly, "You, who are you? Don't you know who I am? I am the eldest daughter of Xuanxiao Palace. You, you can't hurt me."

Xuan Fei is the kind of person who bullies the good and fears the evil. The Ninth Prince is extremely handsome, noble and majestic, but his whole body exudes a dangerous aura. Being stared at by the Ninth Prince is like being stared at by the god of death. No matter how handsome the Ninth Prince is, Xuan Fei doesn't dare to even have the slightest desire to spy on him.

Because the man in front of him was too scary.

"Xuanxiao Palace?" The Ninth Prince opened his thin lips slightly, as if he had never heard of this name.

"Yes, Xuanxiao Palace, the number one sect in the martial arts world." Xuan Fei really thought that the Ninth Uncle didn't know and hurriedly introduced it. The Ninth Uncle was very considerate and didn't interrupt Xuan Fei, because when Xuan Fei was talking, the blood from the wound flowed faster. Besides, he was not in a hurry. Feng Qingchen left Beijing without permission, so he had to be punished and remember it for a long time.

When Xuan Fei finished speaking, the Ninth Prince nodded politely: "I understand."

He moved his feet away and took out a handkerchief. The eunuch behind him immediately stepped forward, took the handkerchief and knelt at the footsteps of the Ninth Prince, wiping the upper part of his shoe that had come into contact with Xuan Fei's chin. Then the eunuch threw the handkerchief away and retreated respectfully.

Master!

Feng Qingchen was full of admiration and secretly gave a thumbs up. When the Ninth Prince humiliated someone, it would make the person unable to hold their head up for the rest of their life.

Boom... Xuan Fei's face turned red instantly, with a look of shame and anger. She looked at the Ninth Prince with hatred, but when she met the Ninth Prince's cold eyes, she hurriedly lowered her head and tears fell from her eyes again.

Humiliation, a strong sense of humiliation, made her want to kill the man in front of her.

No one has ever dared to treat her like this. She is the eldest lady of Xuanxiao Palace, younger than a princess. She has always been the one to embarrass others. When will it be someone else's turn to embarrass her?

Wuuuu... Xuan Fei began to sob softly. The wounds on her body hurt more and more, and the more she cried, the more wronged she felt.

The Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals were also stimulated by this scene. Their veins bulged and their eyes were red, but they did not dare to move because of the presence of the archers.

The Ninth Prince didn't care at all. In fact, he didn't mean to embarrass Xuan Fei. He always didn't like to touch others. If he hadn't heard that Xuan Fei looked like Feng Qingchen, he wouldn't have approached and touched this woman.

Glancing at the murderous Thirty-Six Celestial Beings, the Ninth Prince raised his hand, and the eunuch behind him immediately said, "Catch them all, and kill those who disobey."

"Yes." The general took the order and led his troops forward. The Ninth Prince took a step back and stood side by side with Feng Qingchen.

The Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals hurriedly prepared for battle, stepped forward and carried Xuan Fei on their backs, and started fighting with the Dongling army while carrying Xuan Fei, intending to break out of the encirclement. Xuan Fei was already scared silly and didn't dare to say anything harsh.

The Ninth Prince looked on coldly, watching the soldiers of Dongling fall, and watching the people of Xuanxiao Palace being surrounded tighter and tighter, with gradually no way to retreat.

Feng Qingchen carefully observed the Ninth Uncle's face, but unfortunately he had no expression from beginning to end, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. Feng Qingchen only guessed from the coldness emanating from the Ninth Uncle that he was really angry this time, very angry...

"Ninth Uncle..." Feng Qingchen called out cautiously, with a slightly flattering tone.

She knows she was wrong, she really knows she was wrong, why not just admit it? Give her a chance to admit it!

"Yeah." The Ninth Prince was very considerate this time. Although he didn't look at Feng Qingchen directly, he responded.

Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that the Ninth Emperor's uncle was willing to pay attention to her. She was afraid that the Ninth Emperor's uncle would push her away again. Feng Qingchen tentatively took a step to close the distance between herself and the Ninth Emperor's uncle. Seeing that the Ninth Emperor's uncle did not object, Feng Qingchen took another step until the hems of their clothes touched...