Mad concubine returns, prince get away

Chapter 57
The familiar face was so close that Yin Qingge could even see the eyelashes on his eyes clearly. Yin Qingge suppressed the desire to scream in his heart, took a cold step back, and said indifferently: "Ninth Prince, why are you here?" here?"

Yin Qingge's angry voice came from next to his ear, and Fu Jinchen couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly. Looking at Yin Qingge, who was clearly shocked but pretending to be calm, he slightly curled the corners of his lower lips, and there was a playful look in his deep eyes. Smiling, he asked, "Why can't I be here?"

Yin Qingge couldn't help but choke when he heard the words, yes, this hunting ground belongs to the royal family, Fu Jinchen is the prince of the dynasty, there is no place he can't go, Yin Qingge couldn't help but feel annoyed by what he said just now, bowed his head and saluted, not wanting to talk to Fu Jinchen After being too entangled, he said lightly: "Then Qing Ge will not bother the Ninth Prince, and I will leave first."

Saying that, Yin Qingge passed Fu Jinchen and walked forward. Fu Jinchen didn't speak. Just when Yin Qingge thought he had changed his temper, he bumped into a wall of people. Yin Qingge quickly took two steps back, feeling a dull pain on his forehead. I couldn't help but secretly cursed if this person was made of iron sheet, how could it hurt so much to hit it.

"What were you doing here alone just now?" Fu Jinchen looked at Yin Qingge's complex and changeable expression, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He seemed to be in a good mood.

Yin Qingge was slightly startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously glanced at the big tree that the man was leaning on just now, hesitated for a while, but still kept the matter a secret, and said calmly, "Just walk around."

"Is there anything else for the Ninth Prince?" Yin Qingge asked without waiting for Fu Jinchen to speak.

But Fu Jinchen just looked at her calmly. The calmness was a bit scary. Before the storm came, it was always calm. Fu Jinchen was also like this. He grew up in the palace, and he couldn't tell that Yin Qingge was hiding something from him. Unconsciously exudes a coldness.But after a while, the coldness around Fu Jinchen disappeared again, and he stood there like a rock, motionless.

Yin Qingge glanced at him inexplicably, feeling more and more uncertain in his heart. He lowered his eyes and looked at the ground silently. After a while, Fu Jinchen still didn't speak. Yin Qingge couldn't help raising his eyes and glanced. With Fu Jinchen's figure, Yin Qingge couldn't help feeling a chill in her heart, and it quickly spread from her body. The absurd idea just now appeared in her mind again...

Just as Yin Qingge was thinking, someone slapped him on the shoulder suddenly. Yin Qingge's tense body jumped up, and he jumped forward in fright, and looked back in panic.

Fu Jinchen stared blankly at Yin Qingge's frightened appearance, his lips moved, and before he could say anything, Yin Qingge became angry, and took a step forward, kicking Fu Jinchen's calf fiercely, coldly Said: "Where is the evildoer!"

Fu Jinchen was kicked unexpectedly, and before he came back to his senses, he heard Yin Qingge say such a sentence inexplicably. The monk Zhang Er couldn't help but stared blankly at Yin Qingge, and even forgot to speak for a while.

Yin Qingge was still staring at him coldly, with a faint look of vigilance in his eyes, and his voice was cold, "If you are a ghost, you should practice hard, don't pretend to be a ghost to scare people!"

Now Fu Jinchen came back to his senses completely. Looking at Yin Qingge who pretended to be calm in front of him, he couldn't help but lower his head and let out a muffled laugh, and said in a deep voice, "Yin Qingge, you are so brave to treat this prince as a mountain spirit..."

Yin Qingge was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked towards Fu Jinchen's figure under the moonlight, thinking to himself, is there a shadow?Then it's not a ghost... Yin Qingge was stunned for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, his face was full of anger, and he said coldly: "Can you stop being scary! Do you know that..."

Yin Qingge's words of reproach stopped abruptly, a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes very quickly, he immediately leaned forward, and said respectfully: "Qingge is impolite, please forgive me, Ninth Prince."

Originally, when Fu Jinchen saw Yin Qingge's momentary gaffe, he couldn't help feeling a surge of joy in his heart, thinking that Yin Qingge might not treat her as an outsider, but now watching Yin Qingge regain his usual alienation and indifference, all kinds of emotions in his eyes It was wiped out in an instant, and after a moment of silence, he handed the bouquet of wild flowers behind him to Yin Qingge, and said lightly, "I didn't mean to scare you."

Yin Qingge hadn't seen Fu Jinchen open his mouth for a long time, and thought that Fu Jinchen was extremely angry. After all, she just kicked him again and said he was a monster... While Yin Qingge was waiting for Fu Jinchen's overwhelming anger, Fu Jinchen explained it lightly, as if It was like admitting a mistake, which made Yin Qingge stunned in place, and when he raised his eyes a little and saw the bouquet of wild flowers, he was torn apart by the thunder.

"Send it to you as an apology." Fu Jinchen looked a little embarrassed, and the words he said seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, very stiff.

Yin Qingge stared blankly at the wild flowers in front of him. Before he could recover, Fu Jinchen forcefully stuffed the wild flowers into Yin Qingge's hands, and then left the place pretending to be indifferent. However, in Yin Qingge's eyes, he fled in a bit of despair. Seeing Fu Jinchen's red ears under the moonlight from the corner of his eye, Yin Qingge couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips. It turned out that this person would also be shy...

But Yin Qingge's thought only lasted for a moment and then disappeared, replaced by the shock and puzzlement in his heart... Yin Qingge stared at the wild flowers in his hand stiffly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. What did Fu Jinchen mean... Yin Qingge stood there holding the bouquet in a daze for a long time, resisting the urge to throw away the hot potato in his hand, and brought it back to the tent stiffly, without going back to the banquet.

"Miss, do you want to bottle these flowers?" As a maid, Fen Rong is not allowed to go to the banquet, so she can only stay in the tent, watching Yin Qingge come back early with a bouquet of wild flowers, and staring at Yin Qingge with a strange expression. Looking at it, Fen Rong couldn't help but feel strange, stepped forward and asked softly.

Yin Qingge nodded with a complicated expression when he heard the words. Seeing that Fen Rong was about to find a vase to put it in, he suddenly changed his mind, stopped her, frowned and said, "There's no need to put it on, just leave it as it is."

Fen Rong looked at Yin Qingge's weird look and nodded in puzzlement, and asked unintentionally, "Miss, did you pick this flower yourself? It's pretty pretty."

Yin Qingge looked at the flower with even more strange eyes, nodded casually, and then asked Fen Rong to fetch water, and after a brief wash, Yin Qingge went to bed and rested, and she looked at the bed curtain with her eyes open, After closing it several times, I gradually fell asleep.

There was a faint scent of flowers and plants on the tip of his nose. Yin Qingge slowly opened his eyes, and saw a large field of sunflowers. A girl who was no more than seven years old, wearing a light pink dress, was walking around curiously. Yin Qingge looked at the He stepped forward and knelt down in front of the little girl, and was about to speak, but was shocked by the little girl's appearance, and then the little girl passed through her body...

That was Yin Qingge when he was seven years old. Yin Qingge looked at this place with a complicated expression, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that his mother was still alive that year, and she used to go out to play with her.

Yin Qingge didn't know what happened, so he could only follow little Yin Qingge towards the depths of the sunflower flowers. Looking at the surrounding scenery, Yin Qingge only felt a sense of peace in his heart.

Suddenly there was a suppressed low coughing sound in his ear, Yin Qingge was taken aback, he always felt a little familiar, the little Yin Qingge obviously noticed the movement, a trace of inquiry flashed in his bright eyes, he turned and walked towards that side past.

But after a while, the two of them walked to the place together. There was a purple-clothed boy lying there with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked badly injured. Yin Qingge took a closer look and couldn't help but lose his voice. He was only twelve years old. Fu Jinchen.

"Little brother, what's wrong with you?" The young Yin Qingge was also startled, and then boldly stepped forward, shaking his shoulder lightly, and asked softly.

Little Fu Jinchen opened his eyes immediately, his deep eyes were full of ferocity, little Yin Qingge fell to the ground in shock, his fingers trembling slightly.

After a while, seeing that little Fu Jinchen didn't do anything else, little Yin Qingge stood up courageously, bit his lower lip lightly, stood not far away, and asked worriedly, "You're bleeding, does it hurt?"

"Come here!" Little Fu Jinchen gave her a cold look, took a deep breath, and said coldly.

Little Yin Qingge hesitated for a while, but still walked towards him with small steps. Little Fu Jinchen put his hands on her body unceremoniously, and ordered: "There is a thatched cottage over there, help me over there!"

Little Yin Qingge frowned in displeasure, thinking that this little brother is really too fierce, but he was injured, and his mother said that one should not leave one's life alone... Little Yin Qingge pouted lightly, and helped him up despite being dissatisfied In a thatched cottage.

The whole thatched hut was in a mess, everything was smashed to the ground, but little Fu Jinchen said coldly as if he hadn't seen anything, "Go and get the small porcelain bottle from the third-floor cabinet!"

Little Yin Qingge gave him a dissatisfied look, but still walked quickly to the cabinet. After searching for a long time, he found a few small bottles, then held them all in his hands, and walked towards little Fu Jinchen.

Little Fu Jinchen took the medicine from one of the bottles, then closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath, and never talked to little Yin Qingge again. At this moment, little Yin Qingge was used to his attitude, and climbed to the side chair and sat down. After a while, he fell asleep lying on his lap, with saliva dripping from his mouth.

After waiting for little Fu Jinchen to adjust his breath, he opened his eyes and saw little Yin Qingge sleeping with his eyes closed. A look of complexity flashed in his eyes. He walked up to little Yin Qingge and raised his hand as if wanting to touch her cheek. But when they were about to meet, they heard people shouting from outside.

Little Fu Jinchen's eyes dimmed, and he changed direction to pat her awake. Little Yin Qingge woke up in a daze. Seeing little Fu Jinchen, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then grinned silly and said, "Are you alright?"

Yin Qingge on the side couldn't help but sighed with his hands on his forehead, thinking in his heart why he was so stupid when he was a child, and he was smiling so happily when he was in the mouth of a sheep...

(End of this chapter)