885 Watching a play, blood on New Year's Eve

Not to mention changing to someone else, even if it was the Ninth Emperor's uncle, Zhai Dongming would be so angry that he would jump up and down. He had to go on a business trip on New Year's Eve, which was definitely not a happy thing. 【,

Zhai Dongming had a gloomy face, like a demon. He led his troops in and rushed in without even looking at the Ninth Uncle and Feng Qingchen. He pointed at the dead soldiers and guards who were fighting and ordered coldly: "Those who intend to assassinate the Ninth Uncle, capture them all for me. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy."

"Yes!" The soldiers brought by Zhai Dongming were definitely not rookie soldiers used to patrol the city during the day, but veterans who had truly fought in the battlefield. Facing the Wang family's assassins, these veterans knew how to use their numbers to their advantage. Ten of them formed a circle and joined forces with the guards of the Feng Mansion and the Ninth Prince's guards, fighting and surrounding them, slowly wearing down the opponent.

These old soldiers didn't know any tricks, but every strike of theirs was a real killing move. Even if they couldn't subdue the death soldiers in a short period of time, they could make the opponent lose their advantage. The battle circle was getting smaller and smaller, and the death soldiers were surrounded in the middle. Feng Qingchen knew that the defeat of the death soldiers was only a matter of time.

Feng Qingchen loosened his grip on the gun, and finally had the leisure to look at Zhai Dongming. He wanted to say hello, but...

Prince Zhai had a gloomy face at this moment, standing upright outside the battle circle, as brave and serious as a general commanding thousands of troops. If others saw him, they would definitely praise him for his bravery and the style of his father, but Feng Qingchen just wanted to laugh.

Can you imagine the lively Zhai Dongming suddenly becoming the Ninth Prince? It feels like a child wearing adult clothes, which is very funny.

Feng Qingchen pointed at the ground that was dented by Zhai Dongming's footsteps and suppressed a smile: "My Lord, do you have a grudge against the ground in my house?"

"Feng Qingchen, I am performing my official duties. Please do not interfere with me." Zhai Dongming said seriously, with a stiff tone and full of official authority.

Feng Qingchen was very considerate, immediately hid his smile, and nodded vigorously: "Understood."

"Hmph..." Zhai Dongming turned his head away angrily, but of course he would never forget to glare at Feng Qingchen.

What do you understand? Can't you see that he is unhappy? Can't you comfort him more?

Damn it, people can't even have peace during the New Year. He was originally happy that he finally didn't have to go to the palace to attend the New Year's Eve banquet this year, but he didn't expect to suddenly receive an emergency order from the Ninth Prince, asking him to lead troops to patrol near the Feng Mansion to deal with emergencies.

An emergency occurred. Your uncle, the ninth prince, you are pursuing a beauty. Why should this prince, on New Year's Eve, lead people to patrol the streets? You have a beauty in your arms, but I, your uncle, can only bear the cold wind. Is there any justice in this world?

Thinking of this, Zhai Dongming turned around again and glared at the Ninth Uncle fiercely. The Ninth Uncle was so great, but the Ninth Uncle made his New Year miserable.

Puff...Zhai Dongming's awkward look was so funny that Feng Qingchen couldn't help but burst out laughing, making Zhai Dongming so angry that he almost jumped up and down: "What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I will arrest you as well, for obstructing public service."

"Stop laughing, stop laughing, sir, please forgive me, sir, please be magnanimous, don't bother with me." Feng Qingchen said with a smile. She wanted to go forward to coax Zhai Dongming and tell him not to be angry, but was stopped by the Ninth Prince: "Don't interfere with Lord Zhai's work. This place is too bloody and not suitable for a woman like you. It's enough for Lord Zhai to be here."

After saying this, without giving Zhai Dongming any time to react, she pulled Feng Qingchen's hand and walked out. When Zhai Dongming came to his senses, he only saw the backs of the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen. Zhai Dongming was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

"Ninth Uncle, Feng Qingchen, you guys are going too far. Why, why? This is clearly the Feng Mansion's business. Why did you all leave and leave me alone to clean up the mess?"

Wuuuu... Zhai Dongming wanted to cry but had no tears. The adjutant beside him looked at Zhai Dongming sympathetically and lowered his head silently.

My Lord, it is useless to jump. Now that you have met the Ninth Prince, you'd better accept your fate.

Everyone was gone. Zhai Dongming could do nothing even if he refused to accept his fate. He was furious. How could he not be furious when such a difficult task was thrown at him during the Chinese New Year? But the mastermind was gone. Zhai Dongming had no place to vent his anger. When he heard the clanging sounds of fighting, he became even more furious. He pointed at the black-clad warriors and angrily ordered, "Kill them all. Leave no one alive."

"Yes." Obedience is a soldier's duty. Although they could not understand Zhai Dongming's order, no one refuted it.

Just as the Ninth Prince said, the next scene is very bloody. No matter whether it is the dead soldiers or the guards and soldiers, no mercy will be shown. This battle is either you die or I live...

The Ninth Prince brought Feng Qingchen to the carriage. The driver didn't need any orders. He whipped the horse whip and the carriage moved forward steadily in the night. The Ninth Prince sat in the carriage with his legs stretched out, occupying two-thirds of the space, and then motioned Feng Qingchen to lie on his legs.

There were not many seats left in the carriage, and Feng Qingchen did not want to put herself in a difficult position, so she lay down softly on the Ninth Prince's legs. After all, she was not the one whose legs would be numbed by the pressure.

"Where are you taking me?" Feng Qingchen asked lazily. She was really tired after a busy day. Lying on the lap of the Ninth Uncle, and with the jolting of the carriage, Feng Qingchen soon looked drowsy. Weiming fell asleep, so Feng Qingchen talked to divert his attention.

The Ninth Prince patted Feng Qingchen's back as if he was coaxing a child, "It's not too late to ask now."

"It's late but I still want to ask you where you are taking me."

"I'll take you to see a play." The Ninth Prince also made a temporary decision to save Feng Qingchen from staying in the Feng Mansion, which was full of blood and energy.

It would be fine at other times, but it is always bad to see blood during the New Year. Well, at this time, the Ninth Prince only thought of Feng Qingchen, and he didn't care about others at all.

"Watch a show? Whose show? Princess Yaohua? Jinxing said that he will give Princess Yaohua a surprise today. It's a pity that I am not qualified to enter the palace, otherwise it would have been fun." Feng Qingchen felt quite regretful when he said this.

Life is so lonely as snow. Finally there is something that can make her happy, but she can't see it with her own eyes. It's a pity.

"Do you want to see the excitement in Yaohua?" The Ninth Prince didn't quite believe it. You know, Feng Qingchen is not such a boring person. If she wants to enter the palace, she just needs to say a word.

"I'm bored, so I don't mind taking a look. I'll be happy if Yaohua is in trouble." Feng Qingchen never hides her pettiness. She is a vindictive person. She really can't do things like repaying evil with kindness or being merciful when she can.

She only knows that if you make me unhappy, I can't make you too happy.

"Yaohua was indeed humiliated, but it's nothing to see. The fight between women is just a little embarrassing, not painful."

"Tell me what happened." Feng Qingchen turned his head and looked at the Ninth Uncle, waiting for him to tell the story.

The Ninth Prince had no choice but to speak: "Su Rou said at the banquet that Yao Hua lost her virginity before marriage and had a secret relationship with Prince Chun. Then, for the sake of friendship between the two countries, Su Rou danced in front of the emperor, and the emperor was very pleased. Nanling Jinxing took the opportunity to ask Yao Hua to dance in front of the emperor as well, and the emperor agreed."

"Forcing a princess like Yaohua to dance in front of everyone is like a slap in the face of the Xiling royal family. The emperor is going too far. He is bullying Yaohua because her brother is not here and she has no one to back her up."

Even without seeing it with one's own eyes, one could understand how embarrassed Yao Hua was at the time. As a princess, she was treated like a dancer. This was really a complete loss of face and dignity. However, Feng Qingchen did not really sympathize with her. Instead, he smiled maliciously and asked, "Did she dance?"