711 Queen, I don't need to show off my beauty

"Where is the person? How come he disappeared in the blink of an eye?" Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling searched the teahouse thoroughly but could not find any trace of the Ninth Prince.

"Excuse me, did you see a man in blue clothes come in just now? Is the horse outside his?" Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling politely asked the customers in the teahouse, but they were too lazy to even roll their eyes at them. As for the waiter and the boss, they both said they were too busy and didn't notice.

The horse is here, and the people are probably not far away. Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling are considered to have good tempers. Facing the cold eyes of the guests in the teahouse, the two of them smiled and said nothing.

But they couldn't find him, and the two of them became a little anxious. The Ninth Prince was not a person who would not play by the rules, and his sudden disappearance made the two of them very worried.

There was no choice but to go ahead and ask again, sitting at a table of guests in the outer room.

"Excuse me……"

But before he finished speaking, the people inside were very dissatisfied: "Where did you come from, you bastard? Didn't you see I'm drinking tea here? You don't know any rules. Are you looking for death?"

Pah... As soon as he finished speaking, the man picked up the big knife at his side, slammed it heavily on the table, lifted his foot and put it on the chair, looking like a bandit.

Wang Jinling's eyes flashed with disgust, but he still maintained his elegant demeanor: "I'm sorry, we're looking for someone."

"Looking for someone? Just go in freely if you find someone. Boy, do you think this is a brothel?" The clamoring man took one look at Wang Jinling and knew that he was easy to bully and a fat sheep.

Even a coarse cloth cannot conceal the aura of a nobleman. This is Wang Jinling. No matter how simple he is, it cannot change the fact that he is rich. It would be a waste not to kill such a man.

Facing the big man's brutality, Wang Jinling frowned, his expression remained calm, but he could not hide the pride and disdain in his bones. He raised his head lightly, his eyes met the other party's, his gentleness revealed an inviolable majesty.

Several big men were shocked by Wang Jinling's momentum, and some of them unconsciously hugged their hands, forming a state of self-protection.

Only a dwarf who was at a loss for words jumped out and shouted, "Brother, even if it's a brothel, you can't just go in and out as you please. This kid is too much. He thinks he can bully people just because he's good-looking. No matter what he says today, he will give you an explanation."

The short man's words finally brought everyone back to reason. The big men came to their senses and took out the weapons on the table one by one, surrounding Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling in a semicircle. Feng Qingchen stood to one side with a mocking smile on his face.

These people are looking for death!

"What do you want?" Wang Jinling was not so pampered that he never had to deal with anything. He had encountered similar things many times when he traveled, but every time he was surrounded by a large number of guards. This time...

Wang Jinling quietly protected Feng Qingchen behind him, looking at him with a smile, not taking him seriously at all. His secret guards were not far away. If these people wanted to hurt him, they had to act immediately and make it difficult for the secret guards to arrive. Now...

These people don't stand a chance.

"What do you want? You two keep going in and out, bringing cold air in, making us catch a cold. What? Don't you plan to give us some money for medicine to calm you guys down?" This was a disguised robbery, and Feng Qingchen burst out laughing. Her action deeply shocked the big men.

My sister, the five of them are tall and strong with great martial arts skills, and the man and woman in front of them, one white and one black, are weak and look like they are powerless. How dare they laugh at them? This feeling is so annoying.

Swish... Dao pulled out his hand and pointed at Feng Qingchen: "Ugly woman, what are you laughing at? I tell you, if you don't take out a hundred or eighty taels to calm the brothers today, you can't leave."

ugly?

Feng Qingchen was hurt. He reached out and touched the scar on his face. He looked up and asked Wang Jinling, "Am I ugly?"

What kind of looks are these people giving her? She just put a scar on her face. As for saying she is ugly, they say it to her face. That's too much and so ungraceful.

To understand what grace is, just look at Wang Jinling. Although he clearly had no good feelings towards the group of men in front of him, Wang Jinling still managed to smile and speak in a gentle tone. Grace is towards oneself and has nothing to do with the other person. He is like this when facing an emperor, and he is also like this when facing peddlers and hawkers.

"Qingchen is Qingchen, regardless of appearance." Wang Jinling's eyes were like a deep well that could suck a person's soul in, and he said this with such sincerity that people couldn't help but believe it.

"Hahaha, what are you laughing at me for? What are you laughing at me for? You're still calling me Qingcheng, why don't you look at yourself in the water? You're like this, throwing yourself at me in a brothel, I..."

"Shut up!" Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Jinling.

Wang Jinling was graceful, but that didn't mean he didn't have a temper. On the contrary, he had a very bad temper. If these people were just talking about him, he wouldn't care. But this group of people actually compared Feng Qingchen with Hua Niang. This was something Wang Jinling couldn't tolerate...

Murderous aura instantly filled the entire teahouse. In the blink of an eye, Wang Jinling transformed from a gentle young man into a murderous general. Even Feng Qingchen was shocked.

"Shut up, you little brat, you are so bold that you actually dare to tell me to shut up. Who the hell do you think you are to dare to speak in front of my grandpa?" The big man was frightened by Wang Jinling's murderous aura and took several steps back. When they reacted, they immediately became angry and picked up their knives to chop at Wang Jinling.

Wang Jinling was not panicked at all. Not to mention moving, he didn't even blink. With his slightly dry lips, he spat out a ruthless word: "Kill!"

There was a hint of murderous intent floating in the air. The secret guards took action, but there was someone who was faster than them.

“Bang…Bang!”

Feng Qingchen took action!

Feng Qingchen, who had been protected by Wang Jinling behind him, stepped forward, pointed the gun with both hands at the big man in front of him, and fired five shots... every shot hit the back of the opponent's hand.

Dangdangdang... After the gunshots stopped, the knives in the hands of the five men fell to the ground. One of them almost bounced in front of Wang Jinling. Fortunately, Feng Qingchen discovered it quickly and pulled Wang Jinling away first.

"Ah, my hand, my hand." The big men held their bloody hands and looked at Feng Qingchen with horror. They didn't expect that this dark and ugly girl would be so heavy-handed. The secret guards who were about to take action were also startled and stopped.

Feng Qingchen is actually faster than them, so... is there any need for them to exist?

Silently, the Wang family's secret guards looked at each other and retreated obediently.

No wonder the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen didn’t bring secret guards with them when they went out. It turns out… they didn’t need them.

The smell of gunpowder and blood filled the teahouse. The others seemed to have heard nothing. Apart from being stunned for a moment, they just chatted and drank tea.

In the corner, there was a man in shabby clothes. When he saw the gun in Feng Qingchen's hand, a hint of fanaticism and surprise flashed in his eyes, but he withdrew his gaze before Feng Qingchen noticed it.

Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling remained calm. After the temperature of the pistol subsided, Feng Qingchen calmly put it away. Wang Jinling was shocked but did not ask any questions. The two of them had a tacit understanding as if this scene had happened thousands of times before.

Feng Qingchen put away her gun and took a step forward: "Am I ugly? That's because I don't need to show off my poses." As Feng Qingchen spoke, she leaned forward in an offensive posture. The big man stepped back unconsciously. At this moment, even if Feng Qingchen's appearance was not outstanding, it could not change the fact that she was the queen.

This is what Feng Qingchen wanted. She didn't believe that she couldn't get the answer under such circumstances. She wanted to know whether these people had seen the Ninth Prince...

A word to readers: I'm sorry, it's late today... and there's not enough. I'll continue updating after I finish my meal, my dears, I love you... For the pk competition, don't throw too many grains. The other side doesn't have many supporters, so you won't be able to get many grains back... If you won in the last issue, remember to go to the podium to claim the grains, because they will be gone after the 30th.

I recommend Xiao Awu's ancient Chinese masterpiece "The Concubine of the Prime Minister: The Emperor's Concubine", it's very good, you know...