568 is ruined. I hate you for living with this face.

The Ninth Prince saw Feng Qingchen's little movements and was happy in his heart. He really liked seeing Feng Qingchen like this, so delicate and timid, so lovable, which made people couldn't help but feel happy.

The happier the Ninth Prince was in his heart, the more serious he looked. He wanted to see how far Feng Qingchen could go, how Feng Qingchen would make him "calm down" and how he would reward him for abandoning a lot of people and things, ignoring the emperor's difficulties, and insisting on coming to this barren land to "suppress bandits", even at the cost of sending out troops.

The Ninth Prince didn't say anything. Feng Qingchen thought that he liked her approaching him and moved towards him step by step until their clothes were entangled together and there was no room to move. Only then did Feng Qingchen stop with satisfaction.

"Ninth Uncle, why are you here?" Unlike her previous arrogant and cold voice, Feng Qingchen's voice was a little soft. She admitted her mistake and gave in.

Mainly because she was happy to see the Ninth Prince coming, she was so happy that she ignored the injury on her back.

The Ninth Prince glanced at Feng Qingchen, then withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened: "I am on errands and passing by."

"Passing by? Uncle Ninth Prince, what business are you on that would bring you here? How could it be such a coincidence?" Feng Qingchen was not aware of it and said what he was thinking.

The Ninth Prince glared at Feng Qingchen in dissatisfaction: "Why? Do I need to tell you what errand I am doing?"

It’s really uncute when a woman is too smart. The Ninth Prince turned his face away to hide his blush.

"No, no, no need. I'm just concerned. The road from the imperial city to here is not short. Uncle Ninth Prince, you must be very tired from the journey." Feng Qingchen shook her head repeatedly, secretly blaming herself for being too talkative. She knew that Uncle Ninth Prince was a very proud man, and he would not say it even if he came for her.

"Without you working hard, even a thousand-mile horse would die from running. It seems you are very anxious." It would have been fine if Feng Qingchen didn't mention it, but the Ninth Prince got angry when he mentioned it. How anxious must Feng Qingchen be to exhaust Cangshan Yunmo to death.

"Xiaobai is dead?" Feng Qingchen shouted in surprise.

It's terrible, it's terrible. Fu Lin wants to kill her now. Cangshan Mo Yun, she can't afford to compensate.

"Xiaobai? That dead horse?" Treating a horse better than him was really irritating. The Ninth Prince was really depressed.

Feng Qingchen, you have time to care about Wang Jinling, you have time to care about that dead horse, can't you care about me a little more? Can't you just look at me?

The Ninth Prince pursed his lips and turned his head away, too lazy to look at Feng Qingchen. He would never say such words like a nagging woman.

If the Ninth Prince didn't say anything, Feng Qingchen had no idea what he was thinking. She explained the matter of Xiaobai in a low voice, and also wondered if the Ninth Prince could help her find a Cangshan Moyun to compensate Fu Lin.

"It was the horse that Zhai Dongming prepared for me. I thought it was a horse from Prince Su's mansion. But when I met the owner of the horse on the way, I realized that the horse was stolen by Zhai Dongming. I almost got into a fight with the owner of the horse."

Feng Qingchen didn't dare tell the Ninth Prince that the horse's owner had hurt her. If the Ninth Prince knew about this, Fu Lin would probably be in trouble, so she decided to be a good person.

"I guess Zhai Dongming doesn't know either. I guess someone below saw a horse and presented it here as a gift." The Ninth Prince said calmly. He was not interested in talking about a dead horse.

Feng Qingchen also noticed it, so she shut up and stood beside the Ninth Uncle, like a little woman, pulling at the corner of his clothes, looking like she wanted to please him but didn't know how to say it.

That's right! The Ninth Prince looked at Feng Qingchen from the corner of his eye, trying to suppress the corners of his lips that were raised. Unfortunately, this picture didn't last long. It wasn't that Feng Qingchen found a way to please the Ninth Prince, but the people of Xuanxiao Palace were defeated by the army's repeated attacks. Of the fifteen people, seven died in the battle and eight were captured alive. Xuan Fei was also captured alive.

"Your Highness. All the bandits have been captured. Please give the order." The Ninth Prince came here to suppress the bandits. These people are of course bandits. Besides, what they did is no different from that of bandits.

Forcibly robbing a man is something that not everyone can do.

"The bandits resisted arrest. No one will be left alive." The Ninth Prince gave an indifferent order, deciding the life and death of everyone.

"Yes." The general didn't even ask any more questions and directly ordered the person to be silenced.

Puff... The knife rose and fell, so neatly and efficiently. The opponent's body was already covered with scars, so there was no need to fake it.

Feng Qingchen shook his head. Anyway, there would be shady dealings in the government. When the authorities wanted to silence someone, there was only one reason, that is, the other party resisted arrest and was accidentally killed during the pursuit.

Anyway, having a dead body is enough. Besides, sometimes according to the law, people who have committed heinous crimes may not be sentenced to death. Especially in modern times, instead of letting the other party go unpunished, it is better to kill them directly in the name of resisting arrest.

When the soldiers reached Xuan Fei, the Ninth Prince suddenly said, "Wait."

Xuan Fei's face, which looked ashen, suddenly lit up. She looked at the Ninth Prince expectantly and begged for mercy pitifully: "Don't kill me, please don't kill me. As long as you don't kill me, I promise that Xuanxiao Palace will reward you handsomely, and you can have whatever you want.

"Believe me, my father loves me the most. If you keep my life and exchange me with Xuanxiao Palace, you can get more. By the way, some time ago, someone presented a treasure map to Xuanxiao Palace, saying that it was a secret treasure from the previous dynasty. Don't kill me, let my father use the treasure map to redeem me, okay?"

The treasure map of the previous dynasty? It should be the map of Jiuzhou. The master of Xuanxiao Palace really loves his daughter. This kind of thing also tells her that he was worried about the lack of news about the treasure map, and then someone brought it to her. This trip was not in vain.

A light flashed in the depths of the Ninth Prince's eyes, and quickly disappeared, as if he did not hear Xuan Fei's words. His eyes fell on the whip under Xuan Fei's feet. The eunuch was very tactful. He immediately picked it up, wiped it clean, and handed it to the Ninth Prince.

Xuan Fei didn't know what the Ninth Prince was going to do, but the dangerous aura emanating from him frightened her. She burst into tears and struggled non-stop, crying and shouting: "Believe me, I didn't lie to you. My father really has a treasure map. Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

"Idiot." Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes.

As expected, both daughters and sons can be raised in wealth but not spoiled, and they were all spoiled. Looking at Xuan Fei, who had a face similar to hers but with tears and snot all over her face, Feng Qingchen felt so disgusted that he couldn't say it.

It’s really unpleasant to watch!

Fortunately, she was not the only one who was unhappy. The Ninth Prince was also unhappy that Xuan Fei had a face similar to Feng Qingchen.

Feng Qingchen is unique, so...

"I hate the fact that you live with this face. Don't let me see this face again."

Snap... The whip in the Ninth Prince's hand flew out and hit Xuan Fei in the face, leaving a scar on Xuan Fei's cheek that would never be removed, extending from the left cheek to the right cheek.

Ruined!

Xuanfei's face was covered in blood and it was unrecognizable.

Ah... Xuan Fei closed her eyes and screamed in pain. The sound was so sharp that it even startled the birds flying a hundred miles away.

So cruel!

Feng Qingchen couldn't help but touch her face. Although she didn't like Xuan Fei's face, she had never thought of destroying Xuan Fei. The main reason was that she couldn't do it.

She was sure that Xuan Fei had some relationship with her.

"Deal with her." The Ninth Prince wiped his hands with a handkerchief, let go, and the handkerchief flew out. He turned around and walked out of the canyon, not even bothering to look at Xuan Fei.

Without a face similar to Feng Qingchen, Xuan Fei would not be worth his attention.

After walking a few dozen steps, he found that Feng Qingchen had not caught up yet, so the Ninth Prince stopped and said, "What are you still standing there for? Let's go!"

Oh... Feng Qingchen responded, not bothering to care about Xuan Fei, and turned around to follow behind the Ninth Uncle. With just this movement, the wound on his back began to hurt...