712 Jealous? Am I that stupid?

Compared to banditry and cruelty, Feng Qingchen, who had been in the military camp for several years, was not much worse than a real soldier. When she stood up, these big men were no match for her.

Feng Qingchen put away his gun, but took out a dagger from his calf, and swung it in the air a few times, and these times were close to the face of the big man in front of him. After successfully scaring the big men so that their faces turned pale, Feng Qingchen took back the dagger with satisfaction and turned it in his hand...

The dagger was short and sharp, emitting a cold light that made people shudder, especially the way Feng Qingchen played with the dagger between his fingers, which was full of threats and intimidation.

Look at that movement...it's beautiful, but the thought that this dagger is used against oneself makes people scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Imagine that someone holds a cold dagger against your neck, sliding it left and right, as if it is going to cut your throat at any second. How would you feel?

Swallowing saliva, and not daring to move.

The five big men did just that. They loosened their hands that were tightly clenched on the wounds and looked at Feng Qingchen anxiously, fearing that the knife in Feng Qingchen's hand would be on their necks in the next second.

"You, what do you want to do?" The man who seemed to be the leader among the big men asked boldly.

"I don't want to do anything. I just want to ask you a question." Feng Qingchen raised her head calmly, her deep eyes emitting a cold light, and her sharp eyes were like a wolf fighting with the enemy. At this moment, people ignored the injuries on her face.

No matter how elegant and calm Feng Qingchen is, deep down she is still the Feng Qingchen who carries a medicine box and shuttles back and forth on the battlefield amidst hail of bullets, a soldier who is always racing against death, a woman with the cold and arrogant aura of a soldier, a woman with a cold and hard aura.

"What do you want to ask?" The big man regretted it so much that he was about to cry. He crippled the hands of five of them just to ask a question. This was too arrogant. But... they didn't dare to move. They knew about the secret guard who suddenly appeared and they couldn't afford to offend the person in front of them.

"Do you see that horse? Where is the man in blue riding the horse?" Feng Qingchen pointed at the horse outside. That horse was the mount of the Ninth Prince. The fact that the horse was parked outside meant that the Ninth Prince had stopped here.

"I remember that man. He was very powerful. No one dared to provoke him when he came in. He didn't say anything. He ordered a pot of tea and then chased after a group of gangsters. Oh, by the way, the group of people caught a little girl. The girl was dressed very strangely. After the group of people left, the man in blue also chased after them. We don't know what happened."

The big man briefly explained the whole story, and Feng Qingchen understood it. However, she was unwilling to believe it. It was too weird that the Ninth Prince would chase after a girl.

"How is it possible?" Feng Qingchen had just said these words of doubt when she heard a lively female voice: "Hey, big cool brother, can you wait for me? You saved me, do you like me? If you don't say anything, I will assume that you like me. Hahahaha... I am really a person who only cares about people..."

Feng Qingchen looked up, and saw the Ninth Prince and a woman in purple cotton clothes walking towards the teahouse. The Ninth Prince walked in front with a gloomy face, while the woman in purple clothes trotted after him. Her little face was red from the cold, and her eyes were rolling around, looking very clever, which made people think of some kind of creature.

The woman wore a purple short jacket on the upper body and black cotton trousers on the lower body. In this era when women wore skirts and men wore long robes, this androgynous outfit was indeed a bit strange and a bit out of place.

His eyes fell on the purple-clothed woman's pants. Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed with vigilance. He waved the dagger in his hand and said to the five men, "You can leave now."

"Can we go now? Thank you, lady. Thank you, lady." Upon hearing this, the five big men tumbled out and ran. Just as they reached the door, Feng Qingchen spoke again: "Wait..."

"Lady?" The big man had a bitter face and looked at Feng Qingchen with fear, fearing that Feng Qingchen would embarrass them.

"Take it, find a doctor, your hands can still be saved. Don't bully me anymore, not everyone is as easy to talk to as me." Feng Qingchen took out a banknote and wanted to throw it over like a martial arts master, but...

The banknote was too light and her strength was too weak, so it fell to the ground.

Oh my god, TV is really a lie. If you want to hit someone, you can only use money. Banknotes are not effective.

"Ah..." The big man didn't expect Feng Qingchen to give them silver. His mouth opened wide until the silver bill fell to the ground. Then they reacted, hurriedly picked up the silver bill, and kept thanking him.

"Okay, okay, let's go." Seeing the Ninth Prince and the woman in purple coming in, Feng Qingchen hurriedly waved his hand, signaling the big men to get out quickly.

When the big man went out, he almost bumped into the Ninth Prince. The big man bowed and apologized. The Ninth Prince took a look at their wounds, narrowed his eyes, and continued to walk towards the teahouse. When the purple-clothed woman behind him came over, she only glanced at the wound of the last big man and said to herself: "Hey, why does it look like a gunshot wound? Am I seeing things?"

The Ninth Prince paused, then continued to move forward. He was almost there, and did not notice the people behind him, nor Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling who were coming towards him. The Ninth Prince walked in, nodded to Feng Qingchen and Wang Jinling as a greeting, and had no intention of introducing the girl behind him.

Feng Qingchen looked at the other party, smiled and said nothing more, asked the waiter to clean up and serve them a pot of tea. The three of them sat in three different places. The purple-clothed girl sat next to the Ninth Uncle in a familiar manner: "Big cool brother, who are these two? He looks better than you."

This "he" obviously refers to Wang Jinling. Ever since the incident with Xuan Fei, Wang Jinling particularly hated women staring at his appearance. It was obvious that this woman in purple had violated his taboo, but Wang Jinling did not show it. He just smiled faintly, turned his face away, and ignored the woman in purple.

The purple-clothed woman didn't care. When Wang Jinling ignored her, she went to harass the Ninth Prince: "Big Cool Brother, please say something. If you hadn't said something before, I would have suspected that you were mute.

Feng Qingchen was completely ignored but was not angry. With a smile on her face, she was wondering in her heart about the origins of the woman in purple. One must know that the Ninth Prince was not the kind of person who would draw his sword to help others when he saw injustice. So who was this woman in purple?

The Ninth Prince still ignored the purple-clothed woman. The purple-clothed woman pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, glanced at the Ninth Prince coquettishly, and reached out to pull the hem of the Ninth Prince's clothes. The Ninth Prince froze for a moment, but did not move...

The woman has a pure appearance, and her every move reveals innocence and straightforwardness. Her big eyes seem to be able to speak, and this one look gives people a feeling of infinite grievance, making people involuntarily want to obey her.

The purple-clothed woman didn't seem to notice anything unusual about the Ninth Prince. She desperately shook the Ninth Prince's clothes, and her intention of acting like a spoiled child was obvious: "Big Cool Brother, tell me, who are they... No, who are you?"

Feng Qingchen continued to drink tea quietly without saying anything. When Wang Jinling looked at her worriedly, she just smiled back to show that she didn't care. But only she understood how turbulent her heart was at this moment...