1138 Threat, this king makes Nanling no grass grow
It was not up to Feng Qingchen and Jiuhuangshu to decide whether to write the letter or not. Surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, Feng Qingchen and Jiuhuangshu had no choice at all.
A good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate consequences, so Feng Qingchen readily agreed, and the group followed Nanling Jinfan to the place where Nanling's army was encamped.
When they arrived at the camp, Feng Qingchen and Uncle Jiuhuang realized that the 200,000 people led by Nanling Jinfan did not go to attack Xiling Tianlei, but stayed here to wait for them.
The loss of the two hundred thousand troops in one day was uncountable. Nanling Jinfan waited here for five days to wait for Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen.
"The King of Zhou has married a good wife." Feng Qingchen understood after just one glance.
"What?" Doudou had no consciousness of being a prisoner and escaped very quickly.
What are you afraid of? No one dares to take his life anyway.
"Although King Zhou has a fiefdom, he is monitored by the emperor. He dare not touch the things in his fiefdom. Even if Nanling Jinfan has a private house, he cannot afford the consumption of an army of 200,000. Only Chucheng can supply this consumption.
." Feng Qingchen is not someone who knows everything. Although she can't calculate the specific figures of the losses during marching and fighting, she still roughly understands.
"It turns out... I heard that Uncle Nine Emperors was the one who arranged King Zhou's marriage to the daughter of City Lord Chu. Does this mean Uncle Nine Emperors shot himself in the foot?" He finally caught it and ridiculed Uncle Nine Emperors.
Doudou would never let go of an opportunity.
Feng Qingchen chuckled, glanced at the tall and handsome Nine Emperors Uncle in front of him, and explained kindly: "If it's not the Zhou King, it's someone else. The best thing in this world is the human heart, and the most unpredictable thing is the human heart. The human heart can't be swallowed by snakes."
Xiang, it is reasonable for Zhou Wang to do this, but we were negligent."
It's a matter of intention versus unintention. Unless the Nine Emperors Uncle stays in the Imperial City for the rest of his life, something like this will happen sooner or later.
In fact, even staying in the imperial city is not safe.
"Guys, this is your tent." The soldier leading the way pointed to the four tents in the center and said politely.
Nanling Jinfan invited them here as guests, not as prisoners. Nanling Jinfan wanted the throne of Nanling, so of course he would not dare to offend Uncle Nine Emperors to death.
Although Nanling Jinfan was ambitious, he knew from the beginning to the end that with his own ability, he could only take Nanling, and he could only defend Nanling.
Although the world is a good place, not everyone can get it.
As soon as Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen sat down, Nanling Jinfan brought someone over. The soldiers behind him held pens, ink, paper and inkstones and placed them respectfully on the desk.
"Miss Feng, please..."
Feng Qingchen was not polite. She walked over and started writing. The main idea was: She was a guest at Nanling Jinfan's place. She heard about the relationship between Nanling Jinfan and the Wang family and asked Wang Jinling if he could make Nanling Jinfan's family more important.
Return to the Wang clan.
At the end, Feng Qingchen wrote another sentence: Be well, don’t miss me!
"Miss Feng is quite attentive." The last four words meant that Nanling Jinfan was treating her politely and told her not to worry. It also told Wang Jinling that no matter what Wang Jinling decided, she would be fine and there was no need to worry about her.
"Not as good as Prince Jinfan." Feng Qingchen waited for the letter to dry before handing it to Nanling Jinfan.
Nanling Jinfan took the letter, made sure there was no problem and did not reveal their whereabouts before he put it in the envelope himself.
"Miss Feng, in order to win the trust of the eldest son, I hope that Miss Feng can give the king a token." Nanling Jinfan's eyes fell on Feng Qingchen's hand.
Feng Qingchen's hands are slender and fairer than those of ordinary women, and her fingers are slightly calloused. You can tell just by looking at her hands that this is Feng Qingchen.
Nanling Jinfan made it obvious that Doudou and the master of Xuanyi Valley were a little nervous. They knew very well how flexible Feng Qingchen's hands were. How could the doctor still practice medicine without his hands?
But Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen were not afraid. Feng Qingchen looked back generously and asked with a smile: "What does Prince Jinfan want?"
"The king wants your hands, will you give them to me?"
"Okay. You can take it." Feng Qingchen stretched out his hands and was not surprised, but Nanling Jinfan was stunned.
Haha... Nanling Jinfan laughed twice: "Miss Feng is so polite, why would the king want Miss Feng's hand? Miss Feng can just give the king a strand of black hair."
If he really wanted to chop off Feng Qingchen's hands, Wang Jinling would not have to kill him. Then he would really be unable to steal the chicken, but lose all the rice.
"No." The one who refused was not Feng Qingchen, but Uncle Nine Emperors.
Green silk, love silk, a woman gives green silk to a man, but to express her love, Uncle Nine Emperors will never allow it. Feng Qingchen's hair falls into Wang Jinling's hands.
Uncle Nine Emperors can guarantee that if Feng Qingchen's black hair comes into Wang Jinling's hands, Wang Jinling will definitely put it in his purse and carry it with him. This is something Uncle Nine Emperors will never allow. Feng Qingchen is his woman.
"It's just a few hairs, why should Uncle Nine Emperors be so serious?" Uncle Nine Emperors got angry, and Nanling Jinfan was happy. Originally, Qingsi was just joking about it, but this group actually took it seriously.
It can't hurt Uncle Nine Emperors' life, but it's a good thing to make him feel uncomfortable.
Humph... Uncle Nine Emperors snorted coldly, without raising his eyes, and said coldly: "Prince Jinfan, I am not a person who talks well. Don't make me angry. I have given you enough face for what happened today. You
Do you really think that I can’t get out? Not even an army of 200,000, but an army of one million. If I want to leave, you can’t stop me.”
"Of course you can go out by yourself, Uncle Nine Emperors, but with Feng Qingchen, you won't be able to run far." Nanling Jinfan is not easy to threaten, but he forgot that Uncle Nine Emperors is not an ordinary person.
Uncle Nine Emperors glanced at Nanling Jinfan mockingly, and said in a very slow voice: "After I kill you, if you dare to touch Feng Qingchen's hair, I will trample Nanling to the ground and destroy the entire Nanling territory.
Not a blade of grass grows, and the people have no place to live.”
"How dare you." Nanling Jinfan's pupils suddenly dilated, and he was afraid.
"Try it and see if I dare. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will leave this barren Nanling to you." Nanling Jinfan wants the throne of Nanling. If Nanling he cares about,
Nanling was destroyed, and Nanling Jinfan's work was in vain. Uncle Nine Emperors knew very well what Nanling Jinfan's weakness was.
Nanling Jinfan looked at the Nine Emperors Uncle, trying to see the smile in the Nine Emperors Uncle's eyes, but he was disappointed. The Nine Emperors Uncle's eyes were like black water, unfathomable. Nanling Jinfan could not be sure.
It had to be true or false, but he didn't dare to bet.
Taking a deep breath, Nanling Jinfan said with a smile: "Uncle Nine Emperors has such courage, the king admires it. The king will send someone to deliver the letter immediately. The king believes that the eldest son will be more powerful than Uncle Nine Emperors."
I care about Feng Qingchen’s life and death.”
How can Nanling Jinfan be willing to be so threatened by the Nine Emperors Uncle? If he can't move the Nine Emperors Uncle with force, then he should plant a seed of doubt between the Nine Emperors Uncle and Feng Qingchen, so that the Nine Emperors Uncle and Feng Qingchen