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The emperor did not believe Feng Qingchen. All of Feng Qingchen's actions and words in Fu Mansion were reported to the palace. When Fu Lin was considering whether to amputate to save his life or change doctors, the emperor also knew that Feng Qingchen wanted Fu Lin to amputate.

"Ninth brother, what does Feng Qingchen mean?" The emperor immediately vented his anger on his ninth uncle.

The Ninth Prince was sitting in the first seat below. After hearing what the Emperor said, he slowly raised his head and looked at the Emperor: "I am neither a doctor nor Feng Qingchen. What is the point of the Emperor asking me?"

"Ninth brother, Fu Lin is a meritorious official of Dongling. I let Feng Qingchen treat him because I trust Feng Qingchen." The emperor's face darkened slightly. He was quite dissatisfied with the fact that he had to look at the face of his ninth uncle to invite a doctor.

"Your Majesty, Feng Qingchen has not let you down. Feng Qingchen is a doctor, not a god. Didn't you ask Feng Qingchen to save Fu Lin's life? Now Feng Qingchen has proposed a way to save his life. What? Your Majesty, are you not satisfied?"

The Ninth Prince looked calm and spoke slowly, full of sarcasm. Seeing that the Emperor was not depressed, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Your Majesty, even if you are an emperor, you cannot change birth, aging, sickness and death."

"Ninth brother..." The emperor shouted angrily, staring at the Ninth Uncle with an icy murderous intent in his eyes. Even if there were no outsiders around, the Ninth Uncle's action was a challenge to the emperor's authority.

"Your humble servant is here." The Ninth Prince did not move a muscle, not showing any sign of fear. Facing the majesty of the emperor, the Ninth Prince remained calm.

The huge hall was silent, but there was a lot of tension between the Emperor and the Ninth Uncle. The flashes of swords and shadows were terrifying, as if the scene of playing chess, drinking tea and chatting in the Imperial Garden years ago had never happened.

The most noble pair of brothers in Dongling can never live in peace. The so-called peace is just an illusion.

After a long silence, the emperor finally spoke first: "Go to the Fu family on my behalf and check on Fu Lin's injuries for me."

This is the emperor's order, no one can disobey it, but the Ninth Uncle is an exception. The Ninth Uncle stood up, turned half a circle on the spot, and faced the emperor head-on: "Your Majesty, Fu Lin is only a minister even if he is favored by the emperor. He is not worthy of the king to visit him in person. If Your Majesty is worried, you might as well go in person. I am tired, so I will take my leave first."

After saying this, without waiting for the emperor to speak, he turned around and walked out, completely ignoring the emperor.

"Old Nine!" The emperor was so angry that his face turned pale. He pointed at the back of the Ninth Uncle. If it weren't for his imperial demeanor, the emperor might have pounced on him and punched the Ninth Uncle on the head.

He is so arrogant. He is the emperor, the emperor among the nine princes, and the ninth uncle actually dares!

The Ninth Prince did dare, but he acted as if he hadn't heard it. He ignored the emperor's murderous intent and anger, strode out, opened the door with a creak, and closed it with a bang, venting his dissatisfaction in his heart.

After the Ninth Prince left, the Emperor was so angry that he fell into his chair, gasping for breath and looking murderous.

Repeated tests made the emperor realize that the Ninth Prince was not as docile as he appeared, and the so-called concessions were just for show.

This time, the emperor used the grave of the Ninth Prince's mother as a lure to force the Ninth Prince to do something he was unwilling to do. Although the Ninth Prince was dissatisfied at first, he still did it, making the emperor think that the Ninth Prince was truly obedient. However, the Ninth Prince's actions today overturned his previous affirmation.

This ninth-ranked brother was by no means as easy to tame as he appeared, and after this incident, the superficial harmony between the two brothers was broken.

At this time, Fu Lin's existence is even more necessary. Although the descendants of the temple cannot be omnipotent, they have some unique talents. If these talents are used by the emperor, they will definitely be a help.

Fu Lin is still very useful now and absolutely loyal. The emperor really can't bear to give up this chess piece.

The emperor thought about it again and again, and decided to try again. He took a deep breath and stood up: "Come here, Xuanluo... His Royal Highness Prince Qing, enter the palace."

In the past, such good deeds on behalf of the emperor were always done by Dongling Ziluo. Now that Dongling Ziluo is in solitary confinement, the emperor has to choose someone else.

The Ninth Prince said that Lin Fu was not good enough and asked him to go and see it in person. Of course, the Emperor would not go and see it in person. If the Emperor went in person, wouldn't it seem that the Emperor was inferior to the Ninth Prince.

The princes' mansions were all granted by the emperor himself. Except for Dongling Ziluo's mansion which was the best, the other princes' mansions were almost the same. In just half an hour, Prince Qing entered the palace.

The emperor looked at the heroic and capable Prince Qing kneeling below him, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

Prince Qing has always been trusted by the Emperor, otherwise he would not have become the only prince in Dongling who holds military power. Of course, this is also related to Prince Qing's background.

Prince Qing's mother was of ordinary birth and had no ability to compete for the throne. In addition, Prince Qing had preferred martial arts to literature since childhood. Therefore, not only the Emperor but also the princes were extremely confident in Prince Qing.

The emperor briefly explained Fu Lin's condition and ordered Prince Qing to visit Fu Lin on his behalf. Of course, more importantly, he warned Feng Qingchen to treat Fu Lin with all his heart because the emperor was watching him.

Although Prince Qing is a military general, as the only prince in Dongling who was able to grow up alive and become one with military power, he certainly has a sensitive mind. After hearing the emperor's implicit hint, Prince Qing knew that this mission would not be easy, but he had to accept it no matter how difficult it was. After all, he was not as strong as the Ninth Prince, who could just walk away if he was dissatisfied.

"Your son obeys your command." Prince Qing kowtowed to express his gratitude and suppressed the irritation in his eyes. Following the emperor's expectations, he walked towards Fu's mansion with a large amount of rewards.

"Your Highness." On a high tower in the imperial palace, the Ninth Prince and his personal eunuch stood there, watching Prince Qing leave.

The Ninth Prince closed his eyes, his face showing fatigue, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "Send the black cavalry."

"I understand." The eunuch's face solemnly nodded heavily, and he left quickly. His steps were light and his breath was long. It was obvious at a glance that he was a martial artist, and his level was not low.

The Black Knights only have a thousand people, but these thousand people were carefully selected from tens of thousands of people. The lethality of a thousand people is no less than that of a powerful army.

One person in the Black Knight cannot defeat a hundred people alone, but if these one thousand people attack at the same time, they can definitely defeat tens of thousands.

The Black Cavalry is the most powerful and secretive team under the Ninth Prince. This is the first time that they have appeared on the stage of the Kyushu Continent. When the Black Cavalry takes action, it will surely be a bloody storm...

Feng Qingchen didn't know all this. When the Ninth Prince gave the order to mobilize the Black Cavalry, Feng Qingchen was cleaning the rotten flesh on Fu Lin's wound and sprinkling medicine on it to prevent it from getting worse.

Even if it is an amputation, the wound must be treated properly, otherwise it will be terrible if it gets infected. Fu Lin didn't know this. Fu Lin watched Feng Qingchen clear the rotten flesh on his leg one by one and apply medicine to his wound, thinking that his leg could still be saved.

Fu Lin didn't even dare to breathe, his heart was in a knot, full of expectations yet afraid of disappointment.

Feng Qingchen understood Fu Lin's thoughts. She told Fu Lin several times that she was just cleaning his wound and could not save his leg, but Fu Lin would not listen at all. He only chose to listen to what he wanted to hear...