657 Send, the king is very unhappy

That night, Feng Qingchen and Sun Sixing counted the medicines they would use tomorrow, and then went back to their rooms to prepare for bed early so that they could get enough rest to cope with tomorrow's free clinic.

Feng Qingchen yawned, sent Tong Jue and Tong Yao away, and then walked into the yard holding a lantern.

With Cui Haoting around, her house was safe, but she forgot that safety means not letting outsiders in, but it cannot prevent people who were already in the Feng Mansion. After taking two steps, she saw a figure standing in the dark.

"Who?" Feng Qingchen leaned forward with the lamp in hand. Just as he was considering whether to call for the guards, a dark figure stepped out: "It's me."

"It's you? Why are you here?" Feng Qingchen let down her guard when she saw the person coming. Wang Jinling was right, this person would not hurt her.

"Yeah." Xuan Shaoqi responded, coughing uncomfortably: "I saw that you haven't gone home yet, so I came out to take a look. It's late at night, and it's not safe for a girl like you to go home. I'll take you home." Fearing that Feng Qingchen would not agree, Xuan Shaoqi quickly added: "Don't worry, I won't force you until you agree to marry me."

After saying that, Xuan Shaoqi quietly stepped aside, keeping a distance of more than three steps from Feng Qingchen, to prove that he just wanted to send Feng Qingchen off and had no other intentions.

Seeing that Feng Qingchen was still not leaving, Xuan Shaoqi reminded him again: "Let's go, I just want to take you back to the yard, I don't mean anything else. If you mind, I can stand a little further away."

After saying that, he took three or two steps back, putting some distance between them. In the darkness, a pair of eyes sparkled as he looked at Feng Qingchen with anticipation.

In this situation, Feng Qingchen really didn't know how to refuse. Besides, she didn't want to waste time arguing with Xuan Shaoqi. This kid was too stubborn.

"Thank you, Young Palace Master."

Feng Qingchen walked forward holding the lantern. She was careful at first, but she found that Xuan Shaoqi behind her had been keeping a distance of more than five steps from her and had no intention of getting closer.

Xuan Shaoqi really just wanted to send her back.

Feng Qingchen felt heavy in his heart. The presence of Xuan Shaoqi behind him put him under great pressure. Feng Qingchen sighed and walked forward as usual. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Feng Qingchen stopped, bowed to Xuan Shaoqi, and handed him the lantern: "I'm here. Thank you, Young Palace Master. You take this lantern."

Although the snow made the sky look piercingly white and it was clear without a lantern, it would be more convenient to carry a small lamp. This was her way of thanking Xuan Shaoqi for his escort.

Xuan Shaoqi was stunned for a moment, then took over: "Go in quickly, it's late, you still have work to do tomorrow."

After saying that, he stood at the gate of the courtyard. Only when Feng Qingchen walked into the house did Xuan Shaoqi retract his gaze, turn around silently, and walk towards his own courtyard.

He asked his subordinates to collect information about Feng Qingchen. After seeing the intelligence, he hated himself very much and wondered why he didn't show up earlier.

Feng Qingchen has been almost a celebrity in the imperial city in the past year, and it is easy to get news about her. The first fifteen years of her life were basically uneventful, but fortunately she had no worries about food and clothing. Feng Qingchen's suffering began with her wedding to Prince Luo.

A few thin pieces of paper recorded every detail of Feng Qingchen's life in the past few years. Looking at the understatement: losing her virginity before marriage, canceling the wedding, living a shabby life, and being unacceptable to the world.

He really felt sorry for Feng Qingchen. He hated himself for coming too late. If he had appeared earlier, Aunt Mo's baby would not have to suffer like this and would not have to endure the strange looks of the world.

A simple piece of paper recorded how Feng Qingchen managed to survive when rumors were rampant and he was surrounded by enemies. Through that thin piece of paper, he could see how hard Feng Qingchen's life was.

Everyone around her told her to die, because only death could prove her innocence. No one looked up to her, but she held her head high, overcame all obstacles along the way, and survived with strength. Her strength made him feel distressed.

It is easy to die, but it is hard to survive, because if you survive, you have to face more.

He knelt at the city gate, was pelted with eggs, and was thrown into the Blood-Cloth Guard prison.

Any one of these is not something an ordinary woman can endure, but she not only went through them all, but also managed to get through them with strength.

Seeing what happened to Feng Qingchen this year, Xuan Shaoqi's eyes couldn't help but become moist.

How long had it been since he shed tears? Ever since Aunt Mo left, he had never shed tears again, because there would never be anyone like his mother and Aunt Mo, who he could hold in his arms and comfort him.

Feng Qingchen, Aunt Mo’s baby is my Xuan Shaoqi’s baby. I will do my best to make you happy.

Xuan Shaoqi held the lantern given by Feng Qingchen and walked out in the snow, one step deep and one step shallow. However, he didn't know that the treasure he swore to protect was being interrogated in the room.

As soon as Feng Qingchen opened the door, he found a familiar fragrance floating in the room. With a smile in the corner of his eyes, Feng Qingchen turned around, closed the door, and walked behind the screen.

As expected, seeing that familiar person, Feng Qingchen suppressed the love in his heart and asked, "Ninth Uncle, is it really you? Why are you out again?"

Feng Qingchen was definitely concerned about the Ninth Uncle, but when the Ninth Uncle heard it, he did not take it seriously at all. Feng Qingchen made the Ninth Uncle's expression look even uglier.

"What's wrong? Did I come too early and disturb you?" Don't think that just because he didn't go out, he didn't know that Xuan Shaoqi sent her back.

Humph... My fiancé is so great. He can come to the inner courtyard openly and send Feng Qingchen back to her room.

"Ah?" Feng Qingchen was bewildered. She didn't understand what the Ninth Prince meant.

"Hmph..." The Ninth Prince did not have the leisure to explain to Feng Qingchen. He just snorted, raised his head proudly, and said nothing.

The Ninth Prince sat with his back to the light, his face gloomy, and he looked even more gloomy. Feng Qingchen couldn't understand what was going on. She listened to the Ninth Prince and did nothing.

Not to mention the emperor and the empress, she didn't even send anyone to check on the Shandong Lu family.

Feng Qingchen shook her head. Who said that women's minds are hard to guess? In her opinion, men's minds are even harder to guess. And it's best not to guess the Ninth Prince's mind, as you will only get yourself into trouble.

Since the Ninth Prince didn't say anything, Feng Qingchen didn't ask. She wanted to take off her cloak, but somehow she found that the temperature inside was lower than outside, and it was getting colder...

Feng Qingchen shivered, quickly pulled his cloak tighter, and quietly distanced himself from the Ninth Uncle.

She wasn't afraid, she was just cold. In order not to freeze herself to death, she asked obediently, "Ninth Uncle, are you okay? Did the Emperor embarrass you?"

Feng Qingchen did not forget that the Ninth Prince had escaped from prison two days ago, and she was really worried that something might happen to him.

After all, the Ninth Prince was imprisoned openly by the Emperor. If the Emperor found out that he had escaped from prison, it would be a capital crime.

"Come here." The Ninth Prince did not answer Feng Qingchen's words, but waved at her.

Feng Qingchen hesitated for a moment, but seeing that the Ninth Prince looked unhappy, she didn't dare to think any more, and hurriedly walked to the Ninth Prince's side, looking at him in a servile manner, hoping that the Ninth Prince could explain to her what he was so angry about.

Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince held her in his arms without saying a word, and buried his head in Feng Qingchen's neck. The warm breath made Feng Qingchen feel dizzy. When she realized what the Ninth Prince was going to do, she quickly reached out and pushed him away...

"don't want!"