920 Men in black, robbed people on the road

The environment and atmosphere of the greenhouse are very good. Flowers, candlelight, fine wine, and delicious food are all filled with a romantic atmosphere. If some light music is played, it will be even more perfect.

In modern times, Feng Qingchen had the honor of dining in places like the Sky Garden, so she did not feel restrained at all while having a candlelight dinner with Lan Jiuqing in the greenhouse. However, Lan Jiuqing felt quite uncomfortable. He did not expect Su Wenqing to make the greenhouse so dreamy, and sitting here seemed like he had some other purpose.

He just wanted to have a good meal with Feng Qingchen. When Feng Qingchen thought of the greenhouse, his first reaction should be the scene of having dinner with Lan Jiuqing in the greenhouse, not the scene of having dinner with Wang Jinling.

Although Su Wenqing's move achieved the desired effect, it was too much, making Lan Jiuqing very uncomfortable. Fortunately, he had the mask to cover himself, so no matter how uncomfortable he was, Lan Jiuqing could pretend that nothing was wrong.

"Serve the food." Lan Jiuqing pressed the bell on the table.

This is a piece of equipment that was recently installed in the greenhouse. In order not to disturb the guests while they are dining, there are no servants in the greenhouse. Once the bell rings, the waiter will come up to serve.

"Sir, Miss." A strange servant came up, stopped outside the greenhouse, and spoke respectfully.

Feng Qingchen knew at a glance that this person was not hers, but Lan Jiuqing’s. Lan Jiuqing really treated "Youjian Inn" as his own property.

Feng Qingchen didn't care about this. To her, this inn was just a place to make money to support her family. She had no talent for business, nor did she have the ability to become a business tycoon. She was satisfied as long as she could earn some money every month.

"Serve the food." Lan Jiuqing spoke briefly and moved slightly to hide his embarrassment.

"Yes." The servant went down quickly, and only Feng Qingchen and Lan Jiuqing were left on the entire floor. Feng Qingchen saw Lan Jiuqing sitting there seriously, neither moving nor talking, and he had no intention of opening his mouth. He supported his chin with his hands and looked at the sky.

The glass greenhouse was built very high, and the small candles were all placed on the top of the glass. Looking up, they looked like tiny stars, except that they were very close.

"So beautiful." The flickering candlelight was dazzling. Feng Qingchen tilted her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her beautiful black eyes sparkling, and a dreamy look appeared on her face.

"It is very beautiful." Lan Jiuqing agreed.

What he praised was not the flowers in the room and the candlelight above his head, but Feng Qingchen's appearance at that moment, which was so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.

You stand on the bridge and enjoy the scenery, while the people enjoying the scenery are looking at you by the bridge. To Yu Lan Jiuqing, Feng Qingchen is the woman standing by the bridge, attracting all his attention. She is so beautiful that makes his heart beat fast and makes him want to take off his mask.

Both of them had good table manners and would never chat while eating. They ate quietly and when it was almost midnight, they did not dare to eat too much. When they were only 50% full, they had the food taken away and replaced with tea.

Holding the teacup, Feng Qingchen leaned back in the chair, narrowed her eyes, and chatted with Lan Jiuqing about recent developments, the future, and some insights into life.

Feng Qingchen, who has experienced so much, is completely different from an ordinary girl of fifteen or sixteen. Her thoughts are closer to those of people like Lan Jiuqing. The two have similar views and common language on many issues.

This feeling was unfamiliar to both of them. They seemed to have never been able to sit down and chat like this before. They talked about topics that had nothing to do with romance or power struggles. They chatted excitedly until the sky turned pale in the east.

"It's daybreak. I should go back." Feng Qingchen yawned and stood up.

"I enjoyed this meal very much." Lan Jiuqing also stood up, making it clear that he wanted to see Feng Qingchen off.

"Me too. Of course, I would be happier if I could have a normal dinner." Feng Qingchen expressed his meaning sincerely.

She had already taken a huge risk today. If it happened again, she couldn't guarantee that the Ninth Prince would beat her to death.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that you are a woman and it's inconvenient for you to go out so late." There was no sincerity in Lan Jiuqing's words. He knew very well whether it was inconvenient for Feng Qingchen to go out at night.

"It's not a matter of whether it's convenient or not, but my husband will be angry. You know he's very stingy. He won't be happy that I go out at this time." Feng Qingchen turned around and gave Lan Jiuqing a fearful smile, causing Lan Jiuqing to laugh: "Are you afraid of him?"

Feng Qingchen smiled and shook his head: "It has nothing to do with fear. I am just respecting him. If he dares to meet another woman in the middle of the night, I will also be angry. It's not a question of trust or not, but I will feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Hearing this, Lan Jiuqing didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He paused before saying, "If that's the case, why did you come? You know, if you refuse, I won't be angry."

"I also need my own space. Besides, I can't go back on my promise to you." Although Lan Jiuqing didn't say it, Feng Qingchen also understood that it was not easy to find those who assassinated City Lord Ye, and it was even more difficult to kill them.

Many people died that night, but few people knew what Lan Jiuqing did.

"You're very contradictory." As they were talking, the two of them had already reached the stairs and walked down one after the other.

"There is no contradiction. This is how two people get along. However, I believe that he and I will find a balance. He can put aside his pride and tolerate my shortcomings, and I can also make concessions for him." When two people get along, they constantly adjust, make concessions, and accommodate. She has principles, but she will not be stubborn and refuse to back down.

The carriage and the servants of the Feng Mansion were outside. Lan Jiuqing could not say much, nor could he go out. He stood inside the house and said, "Bless you."

"Thank you, I will definitely be happy." Feng Qingchen responded generously and smiled brightly in the dark.

It is "I" instead of "we". Feng Qingchen herself did not notice it, but Lan Jiuqing noticed it. Maybe subconsciously, Feng Qingchen did not believe that the Ninth Prince could give her a lifetime of happiness.

Lan Jiuqing stood there motionless until the sound of the carriage could no longer be heard. Then he sighed and turned to the darkness and asked, "What happened?"

A dark and thin figure jumped out from the darkness: "My Lord, a group of unknown masters tried to come in and have been captured."

The area within a hundred miles of the greenhouse has been cleared, and nearby residents are being watched by experts. If you want to sneak in, you can, but you have to break through these layers of blockade first.

The amount of manpower and material resources consumed for Lan Jiuqing and Feng Qingchen to have a meal is incalculable. Of course, these preparations are not useless. If it weren't for such careful arrangements, how could Lan Jiuqing and Feng Qingchen have their meal in peace without being disturbed.

If it were in the past, Lan Jiuqing would definitely go and see it in person, but today...

"Leave it to Young Master Su." Lan Jiuqing left after saying this.

There was no way, Su Wenqing's bad words came true, he had stayed in the greenhouse for too long and had an allergic reaction.

The price of having a meal with Feng Qingchen was really high. Lan Jiuqing probably wouldn't be able to go out for several days. Similarly, Feng Qingchen also paid a considerable price. Within a hundred meters of walking out of the greenhouse, Feng Qingchen encountered an assassination.

Seven men in black lined up like wooden stakes, waiting for Feng Qingchen on the road she had to pass. As soon as the carriage entered their sight, someone spoke up, "Feng Qingchen."

With a creaking sound, the driver suddenly pulled the reins and kept a distance from the seven men in black. The two secret guard maids jumped off the carriage immediately and guarded the carriage and Feng Qingchen inside: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is whether the person in the carriage is Feng Qingchen." The man in black who had just spoken spoke again, pointing his sword directly at the horse's head. The horse seemed to have a spirit and faced the murderous aura of the other party, not even daring to breathe.

"I'm Feng Qingchen, I don't know who is looking for me." It was not safe to sit in the carriage at this time. Feng Qingchen lifted the door curtain, got off the carriage, and was about to go forward, but was stopped by the secret guard maid: "Miss, you are in danger."

"It doesn't matter. If they wanted an opponent, they would have taken action long ago." Feng Qingchen pushed away the secret guard maid, walked to the center, and confronted the seven black-clothed men.

The other party had a strong smell of blood, and Feng Qingchen carefully kept a distance of more than five steps from him. This distance was within her shooting range, but she would not be killed by the other party because she was too close.

"You are very courageous. No wonder the fire in Yishui City didn't kill you." The man in black showed his sharp white teeth and blood-red eyes, which made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

"Back then, it was you who bribed the governor of Yishoucheng to set me on fire..." Feng Qingchen put one hand behind his back and pointed at the man in black with the other. After a short pause, he said, "Master?"

"That's right." The man in black nodded, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes.

"Then what are your names?" Feng Qingchen rubbed the handle of the gun with his hands behind his back.

She and the Ninth Prince investigated the incident for a long time, but could not find out who had done it. In Dongling, apart from the Emperor and the Ninth Prince, who else could order a prefect to kill her at the risk of offending Prince Su? What kind of power was hidden in this imperial city?

She really wanted to know who the other person was. After all, there was an unknown power hidden there, which was too dangerous for her and the Ninth Prince.

"Feng Qingchen, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Do you think we are idiots?" The man in black glared at Feng Qingchen with disdain: "If you want to know who my master is, why don't you go and ask my master yourself."

"It's not convenient today. I will visit you another day." Feng Qingchen declined with a smile.

She wanted to know who wanted to kill her, but not now. She was going to leave with them today and might even lose her life. These seven people were not good people.

"Another day? Feng Qingchen, you cannot refuse my master's invitation. You must come with us now." The man in black suddenly stepped forward, and the sword in his hand swung, stabbing towards Feng Qingchen's heart like a dragon...

It was obvious that their goal today was to kidnap Feng Qingchen, and keep her alive...

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