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Chapter 1050 The Ninth Prince

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    An Yi was a little disappointed that the fried noodles did not bring out Feng Qingchen, but she carefully thought about what happened last night and couldn't figure out why Feng Qingchen was angry.

    This time they took the land route instead of taking a boat, and headed north along the official road outside Hangzhou.

    An Yi was fine sitting in the carriage, so she carefully recalled the princes in the court. She had seen the third, fifth, and eighth princes, and had heard about the eldest and second princes. The sixth and seventh princes had been crowned kings and were stationed outside.  , there is a Ninth Prince, but she has never heard any news about him!

    If the Broken Golden Dragon Prime Minister wants to gather together nine princes, she must first know the status of these nine princes.

    Just when An Yi was planning, he suddenly heard an exclamation from Chen Shengjiu.

    An Yi was startled. As soon as she stretched out her head, she saw a white shadow falling from the sky and hitting her carriage.

    ¡°The place they are now on is a remote mountain road, surrounded by towering cliffs. This person just smashed it down

    An Yi and Xiaodouzi were both in the carriage, and it was too late to escape.  If the carriage is not strong enough and is smashed through by this white shadow

    An Yi looked back intuitively and hugged Xiaodouzi in his arms. At this moment, a figure came speeding towards him. The red brocade and golden hooks in the black cloak quickly made a beautiful and sharp arc in the air.  , caught the white shadow and landed in front of the carriage.

    An Yi saw the white shadow clearly. It was a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old. His face was as bright as a spring flower, wrapped in a snow-white cloak. His big eyes were particularly expressive, but he was as cold and proud as the autumn moon. He looked up blankly.  Wearing the black iron mask on Feng Qingchen's face.

    As soon as Feng Qingchen stood firm on her feet, she loosened her hands and immediately threw the young man to the ground. In the next second, she took out the psychic sword on her waist and made a move to chop off the young man's head.

    "Uncle Emperor, I am Xiaojiu!" Suddenly, the young man said, took two steps forward, and hugged Feng Qingchen's legs. The snow-white cloak and hat fell off, revealing the young man's long, yellowish hair.  Blinking those beautiful starry eyes, she hugged Feng Qingchen's thigh tightly, like a cute little white rabbit, and pulled on the skirt of Feng Qingchen's clothes, but she couldn't help coughing twice.

    Feng Qingchen was stunned for a moment, his eyes immediately full of disgust, and he quickly took two steps back.

    Xiaojiu?  Imperial uncle?  Could it be the Ninth Prince?  An Yi quickly got out of the car and looked at the Ninth Prince. He saw that he had lines on his upper lip, a plump sky, a round earth pavilion, and a plump nose. It meant that he had wealth, power, and everything in his life. He couldn't be better.  He looks rich and noble, but unfortunately his pale face has red blush on his cheeks, and the color is bright, his shoulders are slightly hunched up, he is short of breath when speaking, which are typical symptoms of tuberculosis.

    Anyi asked in a low voice: "Are you suffering from tuberculosis?"

    The Ninth Prince was stunned and raised his eyes. The handsome young man, who was as gorgeous as a spring flower, immediately had his eyes full of anger. He stared at An Yi and said, "Yes, this prince has tuberculosis, so he has not been welcomed since he was a child.  Can I, the prince, die now? So as not to hinder your eyes!"

    The Ninth Prince suddenly climbed towards the mountain wall next to him. An Yi raised his eyes to look at the towering mountain. It turned out that the Ninth Prince committed suicide just now when he fell?

    Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes turned cold and she shouted in a deep voice: ¡°That¡¯s enough, stop making trouble!¡±

    The Ninth Prince stopped for a moment, suddenly started crying and squatted on the ground.

    Feng Qingchen frowned and said in a deep voice: "Put on your face scarf and follow me!"

    The Ninth Prince quickly looked back, and saw that his face had already been covered with a thick black iron mask, which just covered the lower half of his face, and he followed Feng Qingchen awkwardly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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