963 Wedding, who will win?

Since the Qingming Festival, it has been drizzling. People say spring rain is as precious as oil, but it rains every day and even clothes can't be dried. It's really annoying. |

Feng Qingchen had not gone out since she left on Qingming Festival. It was not until April 12, when Yaohua and Prince Chun got married and the sky cleared up, that Feng Qingchen left the Feng Mansion.

Of course, based on Feng Qingchen's identity, she was not qualified to attend the wedding of Prince Chun and Princess Yaohua, and Feng Qingchen had no plans to attend. She went out to see the Crown Prince and Prince Qing off.

The dignitaries in the imperial city are both hypocritical and realistic. The Crown Prince and Prince Qing have been abandoned by the Emperor and are not allowed to enter the capital without an imperial edict. They are afraid that they will never have a chance to be crowned the Great Prince in this lifetime. So on the day the Crown Prince left the capital, there was no high official or brother to see him off except for his confidants.

Those people all ran to please Prince Chun. Compared with the Crown Prince, although Prince Chun had no chance of ascending the throne, the emperor's favor on him was incomparable to that of the Crown Prince.

There were not many people seeing him off, and after Feng Qingchen revealed his identity, he had a smooth journey to the prince's presence.

"I didn't expect that the little princess... ahem, Qingchen would come to see me off." The prince wanted to say the little princess' aunt, but seeing that Feng Qingchen was unhappy, he changed his words.

"Qingchen and His Highness have known each other for a long time, and His Highness has always taken care of me. His Highness is leaving the capital this time, and I don't know when we will meet again. How could Qingchen not come to see you off?"

No matter what the prince's purpose was, it was true that he helped Feng Qingchen many times, and Feng Qingchen was grateful.

The smile on the prince's face froze, and he said awkwardly, "Qingchen, please don't laugh at me. I always help you for a purpose, and it's always a pain. I have never helped you with anything that would make it difficult for me. It's good that you don't blame me."

"It is just a piece of cake for Your Highness, but it is a life-saving grace for Qingchen. As for the fact that you didn't help, Your Highness, please don't say it. Qingchen will be ashamed to death if you say that. Your Highness has no obligation to help Qingchen. How could Qingchen blame You for not helping her?" Feng Qingchen said sincerely. Seeing this, the prince no longer refused and accepted Feng Qingchen's thanks with a smile.

Everyone knows that you should be grateful when others help you, and you should not resent others for not helping you. Helping you is a righteousness, and not helping you is also right, but how many people can actually do it?

"Your Highness, this is a small gift that Qingchen prepared for the two Princes. I hope the two Princes don't mind it." Feng Qingchen knew that the prince was in a hurry to leave the city, so he didn't want to waste his time any more. He signaled the servants to bring up two boxes and present them to the prince and Prince Qing respectively.

"Your Highness, this box has a secret code, and each box has a different code. I will tell Your Highness how to open it." Things like password boxes are necessary to exist. Although if they fall into the hands of the enemy, they can just smash them open with force, but the people around him have no way to open the prince's box and replace his medicine without his knowledge.

Feng Qingchen first walked to the side of the prince and taught him how to check the password and open the box. By the way, he told the prince how to change the password. This was just a simple combination lock and it was not difficult for the prince to modify it.

"Qingchen is thoughtful. I am very grateful." The prince opened the box and saw the neatly arranged medicine bottles with small labels on them. He felt his nose sore and his eyes instantly turned red.

Except for his deceased mother, no one would think about these things for him. Although Ziqing was of the same mind as him, he was a man after all, and there were some things he could not think of.

Although this little imperial aunt is young, she has the demeanor of an elder.

"I'm glad that Your Highness can use them. There are some simple tools below. I have written the instructions for use there. You can take a look at it when you have time." It's not that Feng Qingchen is good to the prince, but that the prince is of great use to the Ninth Prince.

If the Crown Prince lives longer, Jiangnan can be managed more securely and the Nine Emperors Army can have sufficient military support.

You have to know that war is about fighting for soldiers, food, and weapons, and none of these costs money.

After teaching the Crown Prince, Feng Qingchen went to teach Prince Qing. It was not that Feng Qingchen was unwilling to teach together, but when she was teaching the Crown Prince, Prince Qing automatically took a step back to show his gentlemanly demeanor.

Feng Qingchen repeated the same words again. After opening the box, there were still medicines inside. Different from those for the crown prince, the medicines Feng Qingchen prepared for the crown prince were mostly for protecting the heart and treating colds, while the medicines prepared for Prince Qing were mostly for external injuries.

King Qing nodded silently without saying anything and without even looking at Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen didn't know what was wrong with King Qing. Thinking that she was not very familiar with King Qing, she didn't say anything else. After presenting the gift, Feng Qingchen said goodbye.

"We will see each other soon." The prince said softly as he watched the carriage going further and further away.

Prince Qing stood beside the Crown Prince, and only spoke out to remind him when he could no longer see Feng Qingchen's carriage: "Brother, it's time for us to leave."

"Let's go." The prince took one last look at the imperial city and turned away without any reluctance.

The prince of a country left alone without any officials to see him off, and he didn't know when he would set foot on this land again...

Although it was the prince who took the initiative to request to go to Jiangnan to recuperate, such a deserted environment was a great blow to the dignity of a prince. However, all this was the prince's choice, and he had to bear the consequences no matter what they were.

The Ninth Prince stood in the teahouse, watching the Crown Prince and his entourage leave dejectedly. He pursed his thin lips slightly, and only turned and walked towards Prince Chun's mansion after the Crown Prince and his entourage disappeared outside the city.

Prince Chun's parents had both passed away, and the Emperor wanted to preside over Prince Chun's wedding himself. However, all the ministers in the court disagreed, so the Emperor asked Prince Su to preside over Prince Chun's wedding.

Prince Su did not refuse. Zhai Dongming had just committed a crime, and Prince Su would never disobey the emperor at this moment.

Unlike the deserted atmosphere at the city gate, Prince Chun's Mansion was full of joy and bustle. The festive red color was everywhere, and all kinds of carriages were parked outside the mansion. Most of the dignitaries in the imperial city came here to curry favor with Prince Chun and Prince Su.

Everyone was smiling and saying auspicious words, and no one tacitly mentioned the prince's departure today until they sang a ceremony together, breaking the noise in the mansion.

"The Ninth Prince has arrived!"

The wedding was halfway through and the newlyweds were preparing to get married. No one knew what the Ninth Prince meant by coming at this time.

No one dared to say a word of objection, and Prince Su had no choice but to ask the master of ceremonies to pause and welcome the Ninth Prince in first.

The Ninth Prince exuded an icy cold aura all over his body, and everyone avoided him wherever he went. People on both sides of the room made way for him in the crowded Prince Chun's Mansion.

The Ninth Prince walked forward slowly and expressionlessly on the red carpet. No one dared to speak and could only watch him walk towards the wedding hall. Only when he was far away did they dare to mutter in secret: Is the Ninth Prince here to attend the wedding, or to cause trouble?

"Uncle Jiu, I thought you wouldn't come." The groom, His Royal Highness Prince Chun, was not affected by the coldness of his Uncle Jiu. As soon as his Uncle Jiu stepped into the wedding hall, Dong Ling Zichun greeted him with a smile on his face.

Stupid boy, why did you bump into him so stupidly? Didn't you see the gloomy face of the Ninth Prince? Prince Su winked at Dong Ling Zichun from behind, but unfortunately the boy didn't see it at all.

The Ninth Prince leaned slightly to the left, avoiding Dong Ling Zichun's hand: "Zichun, the Ninth Prince came here at this time because I have a few words to say to Princess Yaohua."

"Ah, Uncle Jiu, what are you going to say?" Although Dong Ling Zichun was simple, he was not stupid. He knew that what Uncle Jiu was going to say would embarrass Yao Hua, but he was unwilling to marry Yao Hua, so he would not only not stop it, but also help...