886 The Emperor's Concubine and the Emperor's Women Are Really Troublesome



886 The Emperor's Concubine, the Emperor's Women Are Really Troublesome

Everyone likes pure and gentle women, but the Ninth Prince likes Feng Qingchen when she is full of evil intentions. In his eyes, kindness and weakness are all synonymous with hypocrisy.

If someone hits you on the left cheek, you still have to offer your right cheek? If someone hits you on the left cheek, you still have to find excuses for the other person. That is simply nonsense. So what if his Qingchen is bad? He is bad in a cute way and he is bad in a justified way.

The Ninth Prince smiled dotingly unconsciously and asked, "Do you want her to dance or not?"

"Of course I hope she dances. A princess dancer. It would be an eye-opener to see her in my lifetime." Feng Qingchen really regretted it. If she had known there would be such a lively event, she would have asked the Ninth Prince to take her into the palace.

The princess who was once high and mighty would actually put on dance clothes and dance in front of the crowd in an attempt to win the king's favor just to make him smile.

"What a pity, Yaohua didn't jump." The Ninth Prince poked Feng Qingchen's cheek. It was soft and felt good.

"Ah, Yaohua didn't jump, isn't she afraid that the emperor will be angry?" Feng Qingchen looked disappointed. It would be great if she jumped. If Yaohua jumped in public, the Xiling royal family would be ashamed of her.

“She was afraid, but she was more afraid of being abandoned by Xiling. However, she thought she was smart, but in the end, she not only offended Dongling, but also made Xiling dissatisfied with her.” The Ninth Prince thought of Xiling Yaohua’s words of rejection, and a mocking smile flashed in his eyes.

A woman who is too smart will always be misled by her own cleverness.

Feng Qingchen became excited and quickly sat up: "Tell me, what did Princess Yaohua say."

What a little bad guy, he only wants to make the world chaotic. Seeing Feng Qingchen's eyes sparkling, the Ninth Prince said directly, "Yaohua didn't refuse. She just asked Princess Anping to dance in public for the friendship between the two countries."

"Ah, has Princess Yaohua gone mad? She actually uses Princess Anping as a shield." Feng Qingchen said in surprise.

The Ninth Prince patted her face and said, "Keep your mouth shut. You won't feel tired even if you open it so wide. Princess Yaohua is not stupid. She is very smart. She knows that the Emperor will not let Anping come out to dance, so she said that."

"But this will also make the emperor and empress unhappy. It would be fine if her royal brother was here, but if her royal brother is not here, it would be too inconclusive to say this." Feng Qingchen shook his head.

Yaohua is indeed smart and wants to please both sides, but doesn't she know that trying to please both sides in this kind of situation will ultimately lead to being disliked by both sides?

"You are right. She really did not have the confidence to say that. The Queen said on the spot that Princess Anping was a daughter waiting to be married and it was not appropriate for her to dance in public. This was originally a polite excuse, but Yaohua thought it was a good reason and also said that she was a daughter waiting to be married and it was not appropriate for her to dance." When the Ninth Prince said this, he let out a very light laugh.

Obviously, Yaohua's words pleased him.

"Hahaha, Princess Yaohua is really... She has already shown up, why is she still acting like a daughter-to-be? Princess Anping is a daughter-to-be, she stays in her boudoir well and doesn't go out, but she has gone to attend the New Year's Eve banquet, and she still has the nerve to say that she is not fit to dance." Feng Qingchen laughed.

Princess Yaohua had a very good self-image. She always believed that everything she did was right. Before she got married, she had an affair with Dongling Ziluo, which became a legend. She thought that she was pursuing true love and had done nothing wrong.

Now that she is married to Dongling Zichun, she is said to be sacrificing for the country and doing it for the greater good. However, she does not know that these so-called compliments are all due to her identity as a princess. If it were not for this identity, she would have been thrown into a pig cage long ago.

"So, when Yaohua said this, everyone laughed on the spot, but this also avoided the embarrassment of performing the dance. I don't know what happened afterwards, so I left the table early." If he hadn't waited for Yaohua's matter to be over, he would have left long ago.

What good was Nanling Jinxing's hard work in planning? He still reaped the rewards.

"I guess it's not a good thing. Yaohua's action neither maintains Xiling's face nor pleases Dongling." Feng Qingchen shook her head and sighed. She sincerely felt that Yaohua didn't see things as clearly as she, who didn't understand the struggle for imperial power.

As a princess of Xiling, even if she married to Dongling, no matter how much she tried to please the people in Dongling, she would never be truly loved by the emperor. The emperor of Dongling loved her because of the strength of Xiling.

As long as Xiling is strong and victorious, the Emperor of Xiling will value his daughter. No matter how reckless and willful she is, the Emperor of Dongling will still pamper and spoil her.

Power determines status. Yaohua's behavior of trying to please both sides is really unwise. Even if she wants to get help from Dongling, she cannot sacrifice Xiling's face. For a daughter, the stronger her parents' family is, the more secure her position in her husband's family will be.

Seeing Feng Qingchen shaking her head, the Ninth Uncle knew what she was thinking, and rudely pointed out her wish: "The Xiling Royal Family has no time to take care of her, and the drama you want to see will not be staged."

Although he had someone report Yao Hua's performance tonight back to Xiling, the people in Xiling were in chaos and would not care about it even if they knew about it.

Feng Qingchen glared at the Ninth Prince with a coquettish look: "I'm not that bad. By the way, you said Su Rou danced on the spot, does that mean the Emperor wants to take her into the harem?"

"Su Rou has the intention, the emperor is interested, this matter will be accomplished soon." The Ninth Prince's words were considered as tacit agreement. Although he did not say it out loud on the spot, everyone present understood it.

"What about the competition between me and the Su family? We are still competing, aren't we going to compete?" This competition dragged on for an unusually long time. Feng Qingchen felt pained when he thought of the huge amount of gambling money.

If you could earn interest on such a large sum of money, how much would that be?

"Of course we have to compete. The civil unrest in Nanling is getting worse and worse. The emperor does not need to keep the prince of Nanling. The competition should be over now."

The competition between Feng Qingchen and the Su family is a test of reputation for the Su family, but for the emperor and Nanling Jinfan, it is just a way to make it easier for Nanling Jinfan to stay in Dongling openly.

The emperor wants Nanling Jinfan to stay in Dongling, so the competition will be delayed. The emperor does not want Nanling Jinfan to stay in the imperial city, so the competition should end, and the pace is controlled by the emperor.

"Should I still compete with Su Rou?" Feng Qingchen felt a headache when he thought of the beautiful snake.

Su Rou is much more capable than Su Wan. She achieved her wish in such a short time and entered the palace to become the emperor's concubine. But I don't know if Su Rou will still target her everywhere without the Su family.

But Su Rou was not targeting her, and she would never forget the fact that Su Rou had used a spell to hypnotize her. She finally had a chance to settle the score.

"Yes. She will enter the palace only after the competition." Su Rou needs this written test to increase her bargaining chips. In Dongling, the Su family can't give Su Rou any help, she can only rely on herself.

"So should I win or lose? If I lose, won't the emperor lose face?" It's okay for Su Rou to be just a girl from the Su family, but it would be troublesome if she were to be given the title of imperial concubine.

"Win, just a small win. If you lose, Nanling Jinfan will laugh. He bet a large sum of money that the Su family will win a game against you." Nanling Jinfan thought he had a sure win and could control the pace of the competition, but he didn't expect that the right to control had never been in his hands.

Not only the Emperor, but he also would not allow Nanling Jinfan to do it. This time, he wanted Nanling Jinfan to lose so badly that he would vomit blood, and he would not have the capital to make a comeback...

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