833 startled horse, this round is a narrow victory

The two men's eyes met in mid-air, sparks flew, and deep in their eyes was dissatisfaction with each other...

"It's not okay even if I come to pick up Feng Qingchen as a friend, you stingy man." Wang Jinling looked at the Ninth Prince with contempt.

The Ninth Prince responded with a look in his eyes: "Okay, but not today. I am here, so there is no need to trouble you."

The two men made eye contact, exchanged messages, and quickly looked away. Both of them were smart people and did not let the fighting leak out. To others, one was gentle and dignified, the other was noble and arrogant. The two nodded and greeted each other, and were so friendly and harmonious that there was nothing wrong with it.

In front of the two masters, Feng Qingchen's level of Taoism was completely inadequate, and she had no idea that something was wrong between the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling. Seeing the Ninth Prince coming, Feng Qingchen's smile became even brighter. Looking at the carriage coming out of the palace, she asked suspiciously, "Are you waiting for me? How did you know I was leaving the palace today?"

Feng Qingchen stood where she was, waiting for the Ninth Prince to come over. She knew that no matter where she wanted to go, as long as the Ninth Prince wanted, he would be able to come to her side.

"Thank you, Imperial Concubine, for sending someone to deliver a letter to me." The Ninth Prince made up an excuse and looked at Wang Jinling unkindly: "My Lord, the Wang family and the Feng Mansion are not on the same route. Anyway, you are waiting for Qingchen here, so Qingchen will not bother you."

Knowing clearly that Wang Jinling was waiting for Feng Qingchen here on purpose, the Ninth Prince said this deliberately, intending to anger Wang Jinling to death.

Fortunately, Wang Jinling had a good temper and smiled indifferently: "Qingchen and I haven't seen each other for a long time. Uncle Jiu, you shouldn't be so stingy as to object to Qingchen getting together with his friends."

"Of course I have no objection to Qingchen getting together with her friends. If the eldest master wants to meet Qingchen, let's talk about it in a few days. She just came out of the palace and is tired." How dare you take Feng Qingchen away in front of me? Do you think I'm a dead man?

Intercept? Who intercepted someone on the way? Dong Lingjiu, don't go too far.

Where Feng Qingchen couldn't see, Wang Jinling and the Ninth Prince were fighting with their eyes again, but the two of them controlled it too well, and no third person knew about their confrontation except the two of them.

"Ninth Prince is so considerate. Qingchen is blessed. As a good friend of Qingchen, I feel relieved to see her so happy. I also know that Qingchen is tired, so I wanted to let Qingchen diagnose for me while sitting in the carriage." Wang Jinling smiled gently. To outsiders, this was elegant and polite, but in the eyes of the Ninth Prince, the slightly raised corners of his lips looked like a fox who had succeeded in his conspiracy.

Feng Qingchen was not stupid. She knew about the tension between the eldest son and the ninth uncle in Xuanxiao Palace. But how could she get involved in this matter? After hearing the meaning of Wang Jinling's words, Feng Qingchen asked worriedly, "Jinling, are you feeling unwell?"

Looking closely, Wang Jinling's mental state was indeed not very good. She thought it was due to the burden of government affairs, but now it seems that it was due to physical reasons and she was negligent.

Wang Jinling nodded gently with a lonely smile on his face: "I was poisoned some time ago. Qingchen, I'm sorry about Sixing's matter."

It’s not that he didn’t care about Sun Sixing’s life or death, but at that time, even whether he could survive was a problem for him.

"Poisoned? Let me take a look." Feng Qingchen said nothing and stepped forward to take Wang Jinling's pulse: "You are a little weak, get in the carriage, I will check you carefully, make sure there is no residual poison."

"Okay." Wang Jinling only had Feng Qingchen in his eyes. As for the failed Ninth Prince, he didn't even take him seriously.

He won this round, didn't he?

Feng Qingchen nodded and was about to speak to the Ninth Prince when he turned aside and spoke: "Is the eldest young master healthy? Qingchen, let's get on the carriage quickly and you can examine the eldest young master carefully."

The Ninth Prince uttered the last three words with gritted teeth. As he spoke, he helped Feng Qingchen get on Wang Jinling's carriage. As for the master Wang Jinling, he was simply ignored.

Before getting on the carriage, the Ninth Prince took advantage of Feng Qingchen not being on his back and turned around to glance at Wang Jinling: Wang Jinling, you despicable villain, don’t you claim to be a gentleman, why do you use such despicable means.

Dong Lingjiu, if I were to be a gentleman against a treacherous villain like you, I would be gnawed to pieces by you. Wang Jinling was unwilling to be outdone in his irony.

He just wanted to see Feng Qingchen and sit with Feng Qingchen for a while, as a comfort to himself after surviving the disaster. At the moment of being poisoned, what he feared most was not death, but never seeing Feng Qingchen again.

After the poison was cured, his biggest wish was to see Feng Qingchen. He would be satisfied as long as he could see Feng Qingchen and talk to her. However, in order not to make Feng Qingchen worry, he waited until his body was almost recovered before going to find Feng Qingchen. However, he ended up waiting for the news that Feng Qingchen had entered the palace.

If...if the Ninth Prince hadn't deliberately targeted him and was trying to snatch the person from him, he wouldn't have been willing to tell everyone that he had been poisoned.

He really didn't ask for much, but even with such a pitiful amount, the Ninth Prince would not allow it.

Wang Jinling smiled bitterly, and got into the carriage slowly after the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen got on. The coachman felt so distressed when he saw this, and secretly decided in his heart that he must do his best to help his eldest son, thinking that the Ninth Prince was going too far.

There were avenues in front of the palace gate, and the carriages had the royal family's logo on them. Anyone with a bit of vision wouldn't compete with the royal family for the road, so the carriages moved smoothly and quickly along the way.

Yes, it was as fast as flying, so fast that Feng Qingchen couldn't grasp Wang Jinling's pulse, so fast that the Ninth Prince had to hold Feng Qingchen to prevent her from falling.

"What's going on?" Wang Jinling frowned and asked the coachman. The speed of the carriage was too abnormal.

The driver was startled and almost drove the carriage sideways. Fortunately, he was quite skilled. When he heard Wang Jinling's question, he panted and said, "Sir, the horse was startled but has calmed down now. You don't have to worry."

The driver slowed down instantly, much slower than usual, so that even if something went wrong, he could remedy it in time.

"Drive carefully." Wang Jinling's eyes flashed slightly. The driver didn't know what he said, and many people were going to be in trouble again.

How could a healthy horse be frightened? As a child who had just been poisoned by his relatives, Wang Jinling instantly became scheming when he heard the coachman say that there was something wrong with the horse. He wondered in his mind who in the Wang family would know about his sudden action, and how many people could take the opportunity to trip him up.

Not only Wang Jinling, but also the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen thought so. The Ninth Prince even said shamelessly: "But you need me to take action."

These words silently imply that Wang Jinling is not capable enough and that even the Wang family cannot be stable.

"Thank you, Uncle Nine. I can still handle the Wang family's affairs." Wang Jinling hated those troublesome people in the Wang family even more.

You are a bunch of blind men. The Wang family's shameful incident has been brought before the Ninth Prince. Since you are my relatives, I have forgiven you again and again. Since you only remember the food and not the beating, don't blame me for being ruthless.

The hurt and grief in Wang Jinling's eyes flashed across his face, but Feng Qingchen still saw it and comforted him softly, "Jinling, everything will be fine."

Being plotted against and abandoned by one's own relatives is the most painful thing, just like Noble Consort Xie and Wang Jinling. The betrayal of subordinates is understandable, but how could they have the heart to do that to their closest relatives?

Wang Jinling smiled and said, "Qingchen is right, everything will be fine. It's not convenient to see a doctor in the carriage, so why don't I come to see you another day."

After this incident, Wang Jinling no longer had the heart to mess around with the Ninth Uncle. Internal instability was a big taboo for him.

"As soon as possible, the body can't wait." Feng Qingchen knew that Wang Jinling was a man who could do great things. Seeing that Wang Jinling was in good condition, she didn't say much. If there was anything else, they could talk about it when they got back. They didn't dare to sit in this carriage for too long...