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Chapter 1148 What you can't get is not necessarily good

"yes."

The guard nodded and took a few steps back.

As he turned to leave, footsteps could be heard outside.

Linglong opened the curtain, and Feng Qingyin walked in swaggeringly.

"Miss Qingyin."

The guard nodded.

"go out."

Feng Qingyin waved her hand.

"Yes, Miss Qingyin."

The guard held up his hands, not even daring to look back, and hurried out.

"Miss Qingyin, His Royal Highness..." Another guard rushed in.

"go out."

Feng Qingyin pursed her lips and said in a deep voice, "Linglong, please stay outside. I have something to tell the prince."

Today's Feng Qingyin is completely different from yesterday's. She looks normal with this imposing aura.

"Yes, miss, please!"

The exquisite voice glared at the guard and waved her hand.

The guard who followed him looked at Zhan Yuheng with a troubled expression. When he saw him waving his hands, he nodded and left.

After driving the people away, Linglong returned to the outside of the tent and lowered the curtain.

The tent suddenly became quiet.

Feng Qingyin looked at the man with his head lowered, who she thought was pretending to read, and walked over with a smile.

I haven't seen you all day, and I'm still being followed. How can the prince brother be in the mood to read now?

He is a prince, so of course it is difficult to lose face. So why does it hurt that she, a little girl, is more generous?

"Brother Prince."

Feng Qingyin swayed her body and slowly stepped forward.

"What's the matter?"

When she was only one foot away from him, Zhan Yuheng's deep voice sounded.

Although Zhan Yuheng was very cold, Feng Qingyin still didn't mind and came directly to sit next to him.

"Brother Prince, I..." She stretched out her hands and wanted to hold his arms.

But he didn't want He Yuheng to flip through the books and avoid her touch.

The smile on Feng Qingyin's face stiffened for a moment, then returned to its natural state.

Without holding his arm, she grabbed his clothes.

"Brother Prince, didn't I hear that you came to see me last night?"

"Sorry! Qingyin felt unwell yesterday and felt uncomfortable, so she asked Linglong to take me around."

"I didn't expect that I've upset you, Prince Brother. I'm really sorry."

Feng Qingyin raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yuheng, leaning her head gently on his shoulder.

"Have something to say?"

Zhan Yuheng stood up and let her jump away.

Feng Qingyin held the seat with both hands to prevent herself from falling.

"Brother Prince, you..." She raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yuheng standing beside her, her pink lips were slightly rosy, and even her eyes suddenly turned red.

"I don't like people touching me, so I'd better be more careful in the future."

Without saying anything, Zhan Yuheng took two steps over and stood next to the bookshelf.

Looking at his back, Feng Qingyin took a deep breath. The suffocation couldn't go away, so she took another deep breath.

How could she have imagined that he would directly say such hurtful words?

This was the first time he said such heartless words after knowing that she was pregnant.

Is this token really so important?

More important than his son?

Biting her lip, Feng Qingyin sat upright and took off the token from her waist.

"I know why Brother Prince is angry?

Didn’t I explain everything?

What happened last time was my fault, how can you forgive me?"

Pursing her lips, Feng Qingyin took the token and came to Zhan Yuheng's side.

"Your token is returned to you."

Feng Qingyin raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yuheng. She looked as pitiable as she could.

Zhan Yuheng took a book from the bookshelf, glanced down, and took the token.

Without looking much, he returned to his previous position and sat down.

Feng Qingyin frowned and lowered his head.

"Brother Prince, I have returned the token to you. Qingyin will not use it casually in the future. Can you forgive me?"

"When you exchanged my token and ordered my people to hunt down Jiu'er and embarrass the refugees, did you take me seriously?"

Zhan Yuheng said in a low voice.

Feng Qingyin frowned and wanted to get closer, but still stopped.

"Brother Prince, I didn't exchange your token."

She raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yuheng with an aggrieved look on her face.

"I hate Feng Jiu'er very much, because she can always lead the prince brother by your nose. I wish I could kill you to open up a broad road for you."

"But how could I embarrass a refugee?

I don’t care about myself, but I also have to care about our children, right?”

"In the past, I had a very bad influence on the prince's brother, but after becoming pregnant, I became much more at ease. Didn't the prince see that?"

"The Grand Master said that if I want my child to be healthy, I must accumulate good deeds. If possible, I don't want a war at all."

Feng Qingyin muttered a lot, but unfortunately, the man in front of her didn't even raise his head.

She was so angry! She was so angry, so angry, but she had no way to vent her anger.

When was the prince's brother angry with her, not because of Feng Jiu'er?

What a refugee, it's just a cover! Feng Qingyin stood not far away, pursed her lips tightly, tears almost falling, still unable to wait for even an indifferent look from Zhan Yuheng.

Finally, she sighed and knelt down.

Lowering her head and rubbing her belly, Feng Qingyin said hoarsely: "Brother Prince, it's my fault that I secretly changed your token!"

"I'm sorry! I won't dare to do it anymore."

Bending down with some difficulty, Feng Qingyin straightened her back, took out a square towel and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Brother Prince, whether you like to hear Qingyin's voice or not, there are some things that Qingyin must say clearly today."

"Feng Jiu'er can't stay. As long as she is here, sooner or later the prince's brother will be led by the nose by the ninth prince."

"You are the proud son of heaven, how many women do you want?

What you don't get is not necessarily good. Brother Prince, please cherish the people in front of you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Qingyin bowed her waist again.

With her current belly size, it is not difficult to bend over and kneel down.

However, seeing her unusually awkward movements would make most people feel distressed, not to mention that Zhan Yuheng was very concerned about the baby in her belly.

"stand up."

After glancing at Feng Qingyin, Zhan Yuheng said coldly.

"I don't!"

Feng Qingyin shook her head, "If I don't get forgiveness from the Crown Prince, I will keep kneeling."

Even so, the woman who buried her head slightly curled her lips.

She knew that the prince brother cared about her very much. Feng Jiuer was just a legend. She didn't even have a chance to meet the prince brother. What could she use to fight with her?

Zhan Yuheng lowered his eyes again, and his thick frown slowly relaxed.

He waved his hand and said calmly: "I won't do this next time!"

"Yes, Brother Prince."

Feng Qingyin was excited for a moment.

When she stood up, her shoulder accidentally hit the table, and her eyebrows tightened unconsciously.

But she didn't complain to Zhan Yuheng, she stretched out her hand and rubbed it.

Looking up at Zhan Yuheng, Feng Qingyin took out the blueprint she had exchanged from Tuoba Keyan from her sleeve and handed it to Zhan Yuheng.

"Brother Prince, this is the opponent's strategic distribution map. Please take a look at it."


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