A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 Extra 055 Lessons, the Ninth Prince is the King of Cold Scenes
Why are you all staring at me without eating? Is there something wrong with my face?
Feng Qingchen put down the half-eaten roasted leg of lamb and looked at the secret guard opposite him.
I don't know, does this lamb leg taste good only when it's freshly roasted? It smells like lamb when it's cold, and it's terrible.
It better be something important, otherwise...
If you disturb her while she's eating, you're dead.
The secret guard sniffed, quietly pointed to the left and right, then quickly cast his eyes on the Ninth Prince. Before the Ninth Prince could react, he retracted his gaze and sat upright, fearing that...
If the Ninth Prince finds out that they have complained, he will beat them.
The Empress is easy to talk to, but that doesn't mean the Emperor is also easy to talk to. You'd better be careful when making complaints.
"What do you mean?" Feng Qingchen picked up a small towel beside him, wiped his mouth and hands, and checked the surrounding environment. Only then did Feng Qingchen realize something was wrong?
Is this a bonfire night? Such a quiet bonfire night?
Isn't it said that most herdsmen on the grassland are good at singing and dancing? Does a bonfire party necessarily involve singing and dancing? What's going on?
Feng Qingchen looked left and right and found...
Everyone in the place was very careful even when eating, except her and the Ninth Prince, who seemed most relaxed.
In this case, what is it that Feng Qingchen still doesn’t understand?
Well, marrying an iceberg cool guy or something, she has long been accustomed to all kinds of dull atmospheres. Any banquet with the Ninth Prince in attendance will definitely be a complete flop. Just look at the annual palace banquet in the palace to know.
The weather was getting colder every year, and the imperial chefs were preparing more and more food.
If there was no other way, Feng Qingchen thought, those ministers would rather pretend to be sick than come and torture the Ninth Prince, but...
What can we do?
The Ninth Prince has this kind of temper. It is simply a dream to expect him to change and cater to others.
Back then, the Ninth Prince Uncle had an emperor above him, but he still disdained to please others. Not to mention now, when the Ninth Prince Uncle is the ruler of the world, no one dares to look at him harshly, and there is no need for him to humble himself.
Of course, there is nothing wrong in not putting yourself in a difficult position, but it is not good if it affects others.
Feng Qingchen touched his round belly and felt that he had eaten enough. Then he looked at his uncle and saw that he had not eaten any more, so he knew that his uncle was full as well.
"I'm too full. Come with me for a walk." Feng Qingchen took the Ninth Prince's hand and stood up...
The moment their hands clasped together, Feng Qingchen clearly felt that the Ninth Prince's body stiffened for a moment.
Don't get me wrong, it's not that the Ninth Prince was too excited or too annoying, it's just that the oil on Feng Qingchen's hands was not wiped clean. The moment their hands were clasped together, the Ninth Prince's mysophobia flared up!
"You..." The Ninth Prince glared at Feng Qingchen unhappily.
He was sure Feng Qingchen did it on purpose.
"It's an accident. I swear it was an accident this time." Feng Qingchen quickly pulled away and raised his hand to swear, but the Ninth Emperor's uncle didn't believe him at all: "I'll believe you if you do."
This kind of accident happened more than once. Every time, Feng Qingchen looked innocent and said it was an accident, but he would make the same mistake again next time. He was a typical person who would not change his ways after admitting his mistakes...
"I really didn't mean it this time." Feng Qingchen immediately went to get the towel on the table to wipe her hands, but the Ninth Prince disliked the towel because it had been used, so he directly pulled Feng Qingchen towards the basin beside him, and then...
She squatted beside Feng Qingchen, carefully washed his hands, and then used a clean towel to wipe Feng Qingchen's fingers one by one...
The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen were open and natural in every move they made. They had no intention of showing off their affection at all. They also didn't think that their actions should not be seen by outsiders.
The herdsmen gathered around the bonfire, each with their hands on their cheeks, looking at the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen with a smile on their faces...
Hidden in the dark, others could not see the Ninth Prince's expression at this moment, and could only guess from his actions how gentle the Ninth Prince was at this moment.
"How happy!" Someone exclaimed, and everyone gave orders one after another.
"A tough guy with a soft heart, so intoxicating." This is definitely the feeling expressed by the little girl, but...
The dark guard didn't understand at all. After hearing Xiao Shuyu's translation, he finally understood what it meant, and the corner of his mouth twitched instantly...
These people really think too much. What happiness, what a tough guy with a soft heart? These words are suitable for others, but it's too far-fetched to apply them to their master.
They dared to guarantee with their heads on their necks that the master was definitely not a tough guy with a soft heart at this time. He just couldn't stand the queen pulling him with her dirty hands.
This group is definitely not showing off their happy love. The queen must have been scolded, and scolded very badly.
It turned out that the secret guards really understood the Ninth Uncle.
The Ninth Prince usually spoke very little, but when he was teaching Feng Qingchen a lesson, he was absolutely generous with his words. While wiping Feng Qingchen's hands, he began to teach her a lesson, making Feng Qingchen want to cry but could not...
"Am I that bad?" Feng Qingchen looked at his own clean fingers and didn't feel that he was bad at all.
“No? How many times has this happened?” The Ninth Prince was still very wasteful. After wiping his hands, he threw away the handkerchief in his hand and would never use it a second time…
It pollutes the environment!
What a waste of resources!
Feng Qingchen was about to despise the Ninth Prince's wasteful behavior, but before he could open his mouth, the Ninth Prince glanced at him coldly: "What? Do you have something to say?"
"No, no." He swallowed it even if he had any, and decisively changed the subject: "Walk with me, the night view here is very nice."
The open grassland, without any obstruction, the stars and the moon seem to be within reach, it is really beautiful...
"Yeah." The Ninth Prince had already been feeling uncomfortable at the bonfire night...
A group of people were staring at him. He thought he was doing it secretly and actually thought he didn't know.
Pulling Feng Qingchen, he walked away to avoid being suffocated by the smell of sheep.
As soon as the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen left, the atmosphere of the bonfire party changed immediately. I don't know who took the lead, but a group of young men and women began to dance and sing around the bonfire...
The secret guard looked delighted, his eyes sparkling: This is what a bonfire party is, so many people gathered together, yet they are all so quiet like one person, how strange.
The secret guards drank wine, ate meat, and enjoyed singing and dancing. What a comfortable life they were living.
The herdsmen had a good voice, and their voices were very penetrating. Although the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen had walked far away, their singing still floated over...
Hearing the herdsmen's cheerful singing, Feng Qingchen paused and looked at the Ninth Uncle silently...
"Why are you looking at me?" The Ninth Prince also stopped and squinted his eyes. He had an indescribable majesty, but unfortunately he couldn't scare Feng Qingchen.
"Don't you think that you are a failure as a person? As soon as you left, people started to make a fuss." Feng Qingchen poked the Ninth Uncle.
Fortunately, she doesn't like to join in the fun, otherwise...
She will definitely be depressed to death.
The Ninth Prince is the king of awkward silences. Wherever the Ninth Prince is, there will definitely be awkward silences...
I'm going to have a tooth pulled tomorrow, please bless me!