1849 Painting a boat, as long as you speak, you can do it
It was night, after Xiling Tianyu left, Jiuhuangshu was also preparing to leave. Jiuhuangshu didn’t tell Feng Qingchen where he was going, and Feng Qingchen didn’t ask. He just saw Xiling Tianyu’s stern look on his face when he left, and Feng Qingchen vaguely understood.
, this trip will be risky.
"Be careful, don't let me worry about you." Before leaving, Feng Qingchen stepped forward and arranged the clothes for Uncle Nine Emperors. The two of them were very close, and they could smell it after taking a gentle breath.
The other person's body fragrance made Jiu Huangshu lower his head and place his lips on Feng Qingchen's head: "It'll be okay."
At least, he won't let himself hide in danger.
"Yes." Feng Qingchen leaned gently on Jiuhuangshu's chest, listening to Jiuhuangshu's steady and powerful heartbeat, and said softly: "I'll wait for you to come back." To say that I'm not worried would be a lie.
, she will definitely not be able to sleep until Uncle Nine Emperors comes back tonight.
"Tomorrow, I will go to Beijing with the Dongling officials tomorrow." The implication is that he will not come back tonight and let Feng Qingchen rest early.
"Okay." Although he was disappointed, he was not dissatisfied. Feng Qingchen knew that it was not easy for Uncle Nine Emperors to come here, and it was not easy to spend a day here.
On the other hand, Uncle Nine Emperors is a little regretful. From last night to now, the two of them have only been alone for a moment. There were always people around them before, and they couldn't even whisper. Now they can't find a good opportunity to say something.
It seems that this trip can only be regarded as coming for Mr. Yinli.
"Aren't you going to ask me who I'm going to see?" If you want to talk about love, the current atmosphere is not right. Uncle Nine Emperors can't blurt it out. This question is the safest.
"I ask, will you tell?" Feng Qingchen looked up at Uncle Nine Emperors, who replied without hesitation: "Yes."
"Then I won't ask anymore." Feng Qingchen gently pushed Uncle Jiuhuang away: "A woman who has to ask about everything is scary. You gave me space, and I also want to give you the corresponding respect and ask about everything.
, I’m not an old woman.”
She didn't want to be a burden to Uncle Nine Emperors and make him feel tired and scared every time he thought of her.
"Sometimes, I really don't understand what's going on in your head." Uncle Nine Emperors stretched out his hand, pulled Feng Qingchen back, rubbed the top of Feng Qingchen's head, and messed up Feng Qingchen's hair.
He retracted his hand with determination, and before Feng Qingchen got angry, he said: "Don't worry about Feng Jin's condition. There was a small situation in Jiangnan some time ago. It's fine now. Guo Baoji is on the way.
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"What happened in Jiangnan? Is it related to Qinjian Villa?" Xiao Yi from Qinjian Villa is a person with a story.
"Lan Jingyang and that mysterious aunt seem to be trying to get something out of Xiao Yi, and they have been sending people to contact Xiao Yi." Uncle Nine Emperors felt slightly uneasy when he thought of the news coming from Jiangnan.
"Didn't you find out what it was?" No one from Uncle Nine Emperors could find it, let alone Lan Jingyang's people.
"I don't know if Xiao Yi didn't know or if he was too strict, so I couldn't ask anything from him." It's a good thing that no one can ask.
"Where is the ruins of Qinjian Villa? Have you sent anyone to check it?"
"That piece of land is in the hands of Xuanyue Palace. Xuanyue Palace has turned Qinjian Villa upside down a long time ago. If there was anything wrong, Xuanyue Palace would not go to Xiao Yi." Uncle Nine Emperors placed a hand on Feng Qingchen's forehead.
He played a note: "Okay, you must worry about these things. Wait here, I will be back soon."
"It hurts. I told you not to flick your forehead again, as it will leave marks." Feng Qingchen rubbed his forehead, and when Uncle Nine Emperors wasn't paying attention, he grabbed Uncle Nine Emperors' hand and bit it, then he turned around and ran towards the house.
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He ran to the door before stopping, looking straight at Uncle Nine Emperors with a calm expression, as if it was not her who had just bitten the person: "Go quickly."
"Okay." Uncle Nine Emperors stood there, looked at Feng Qingchen deeply, and left without any regrets.
In fact, he was reluctant to leave at all. Being with Feng Qingchen, even with the two big obstacles Feng Jin and Xue Lang, he felt very warm and comfortable.
No words are needed, as long as you can see Feng Qingchen when you look up, that will be great...
They were still painting boats, and Mr. Yinli seemed to have a special liking for them. When Uncle Nine Emperors arrived, it was already late, and the boats on the river were sparsely scattered. Mr. Yinli’s boat was parked in the middle of the river.
You have to take a small boat to get up there.
This location is quite delicate. If you don't have the courage, you really wouldn't dare to go up there.
"Sir..." The guard sent by Xiling Tianyu felt extremely uneasy when he saw the situation on the river, hoping to dissuade Uncle Nine Emperors from getting on the boat.
The location where the boat is parked is suitable for setting up an ambush, but not for protection. If Mr. Yinli wanted to assassinate the Nine Emperors Uncle, he could arrange a killer on the boat, or let the killer lurk in the water in advance, and the guards would not be able to arrive in time when the incident occurred.
I could only watch helplessly as something happened to the boat.
"It's okay." Uncle Nine Emperors waved his hand, indicating that these people didn't need to say anything: "Keep an eye on it and don't let anyone get close." Uncle Nine Emperors was not afraid of the killers arranged in advance. What Uncle Nine Emperors was prepared for was the sudden appearance of officers and soldiers from Xiling.
In order for Xiling to get evidence of his sneaking in, Dongling will have to give up most of the benefits to Xiling in this cooperation between the two countries, which is something Jiuhuangshu is not willing to see.
"Yes." The people arranged by Xiling Tianyu did not dare to disobey the Nine Emperors Uncle's orders, and could only watch helplessly as the Nine Emperors Uncles boarded the boat and headed towards the painting boat in the middle of the river.
The small wooden boat moved forward and soon came to the boat. The colorful lights on the boat were all bright, but it was deserted and there was no sound at all. Uncle Nine Emperors jumped on board.
"Sir, my master is here to invite you." As soon as Uncle Nine Emperors stood firm, an old servant came out and led Uncle Nine Emperors to twists and turns towards the boat.
After walking into the painting boat and going down to the first floor, the clear sound of the piano reached my ears. The old servant stopped at the door and made a gesture of invitation.
"Sir, you are so lucky." Uncle Nine Emperors clapped his hands, interrupting Mr. Yinli's music.
Mr. Yinli stopped with a bit of regret: "The prince came at a bad time, there is only one section left." Feng Jin and the prince are only one level apart in terms of status, so it is not impossible to fight for it.
"If it's missing the last note, it's not a complete piece." Not to mention it's missing a level, even half a level, and Feng Jin can't win.
"Your Majesty, your requirements are too high. Not everyone is the same as you." Mr. Yinli smiled indifferently, stood up gracefully, and made a gesture of invitation. Then he knelt down on the left side, took out the tea set on the side, and
I soaked it up slowly.
Uncle Jiuhuang smiled and said nothing, sitting comfortably aside, watching Mr. Yinli making tea with appreciative eyes.
Tonight, he came and boarded the boat alone, which was enough to let Mr. Yinli understand his trust and fear of Xiling. Whatever Mr. Yinli needs, as long as he can talk, he can do it.