Mad concubine returns, prince get away

Chapter 90 The Return
"Miss, are you okay?" Fen Rong stood aside, watching Yin Qingge staring at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, and asked worriedly.

Only then did Yin Qingge come back to his senses, his expression was calm without any unnecessary changes, and he said flatly, "Of course I'm fine."

"Miss, if you're sad, you can just say it. This servant is here with you." Fen Rong felt even more worried when she saw her like this, and squatted down in front of Yin Qingge, holding Yin Qingge's cold hand, and said softly .

Yin Qingge looked at Fen Rong's worried face, and the gloom in her heart disappeared. She didn't have any feelings for Yin Shangshu, and she had foreseen this step before, but she didn't expect it to be so It's coming soon.

Yin Qingge held Fen Rong's hand with his backhand, faint ripples appeared on his lips, his smile was light and breezy, and his voice seemed to float over from a very far away place, falling into Fen Rong's ear, which made her unable to help. He calmed down, "Don't worry, how can I feel sad for those who are not worth it."

Fen Rong stared blankly at Yin Qingge's calm expression, those eyes seemed to have experienced too much, seen too many vicissitudes of the world, calm without a trace of disturbance, Fen Rong looked at her quietly, and suddenly smiled, As if understood.

Yin Qingge hadn't healed from the cold, and he had troubles in the past few days. After returning to Qianyun Residence, he was a little tired after a while, and fell asleep early after drinking the medicine.

While falling asleep, Yin Qingge's throat was so dry that she subconsciously called for water. The next moment, a cup of warm water slowly poured into her mouth.

Yin Qingge felt better. Just as he was about to go back to sleep, his heart skipped a beat. It was the middle of the night, and she hadn't asked anyone to keep watch. How could it be...

Yin Qingge opened her eyes sharply, and looked at the visitor sharply, her eyes were full of vigilance and vigilance, but this look made her stunned, "Why are you back?"

Next to the bed was Fu Jinchen in a purple robe, but he hadn't seen him for more than a month. Fu Jinchen looked a lot haggard, with a heavy cyan color under his eyes, as if he hadn't rested for a long time, and stubble appeared on his chin. The long jet-black hair was scattered behind him casually.

Yin Qingge's voice was hoarse. Fu Jinchen couldn't help but frowned after hearing this, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes. He got up and went to the side table to pour another glass of water, and put the rim of the glass to Yin Qingge's lips.

Yin Qingge frowned slightly, and subconsciously reached out to take it, but Fu Jinchen hid it and stubbornly wanted to feed it to her.

Seeing Fu Jinyue's indifferent expression, Yin Qingge sighed softly, but lowered his head helplessly, allowing Fu Jinchen to feed him.

Seeing that Yin Qingge drank all the water meekly according to his hand, Fu Jinchen couldn't help but a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, his eyes were full of doting, he put the cup aside, and said, "Are you okay?"

Yin Qingge nodded lightly, looked at Fu Jinchen's embarrassed look, and asked again: "Why are you back? How is the war at the border?"

"I want to see you." Fu Jinchen looked at Yin Qingge fixedly, and suddenly raised his hand to embrace her in his arms. His heart, which had been calm since going to the border, finally started beating vigorously again. Fu Jinchen buried his head on Yin Qingge's neck Nest, said in a hoarse voice.

Yin Qingge was suddenly embraced by Fu Jinchen, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment. After hearing his words, an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes very quickly. He raised his hand against his shoulder and pushed him away, and said lightly: "The Ninth Prince is cautious."

"Careful?" Fu Jinchen laughed at himself, his dark eyes were stained with a little scarlet, and he looked straight at Yin Qingge, his hands hanging on both sides trembling uncontrollably, "Yin Qingge, you are so cruel, The more you hate Fu Jin, the more you hate me."

Yin Qingge frowned involuntarily when he heard the words, a voice in his heart kept telling her that was not the case, but Yin Qingge avoided Fu Jinyue's eyes and said calmly, "Qingge dare not."

As soon as Yin Qingge's voice fell, Fu Jinchen's eyes suddenly burst into a world-shattering madness, but in a moment, Fu Jinchen calmed down again, his eyes were hollow and scary, Yin Qingge frowned, and just about to speak, Fu Jinyue suddenly stopped. stood up from the bed.

The purple robe drew a cold arc in the dark room. Fu Jinchen stood up and walked towards the window. The breath around him was as cold as real. After only three steps, Fu Jinchen's cold figure suddenly fell down. .

There was a heavy landing sound, Yin Qingge narrowed his eyes, immediately lifted the quilt and walked down, "Ninth Prince?" Yin Qingge called out softly, seeing that Fu Jinchen didn't respond, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and was about to reach out to support him When he got up, he accidentally touched Fu Jinchen's tightly clenched hands, and his fingers were so cold that there was no warmth at all.

Yin Qingge frowned even deeper, and subconsciously touched Fu Jinchen's forehead, which was really hot. Yin Qingge's face darkened, and immediately helped Fu Jinchen lie on the bed with difficulty, then covered him with the quilt, put on a coat and Opening the window, he said in a deep voice, "Jiaofeng!"

"Your subordinate is here." Xiaofeng really heard the sound of devotion, and respectfully knelt down in front of Yin Qingge.

These few times, Xiaofeng has also seen clearly that Yin Qingge will definitely become the Ninth Prince's Concubine in the future, so she will also be his master in the future, so Xiaofeng has become shrewd now, and dare not face Yin Qingge again. So presumptuous.

"The Ninth Prince has a fever? Go grab some medicine!" Yin Qingge ordered coldly, and then closed the window again. After all, the cold wind blowing in is not good for the sick.

Looking at the heavily closed windows in front of him, Xiao Feng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. Thinking of Yin Qingge's words, his face turned cold unconsciously. He immediately got up and walked outside.

Yin Qingge went out to wake up the vigilant Qingyou. After a few light orders, Qingyou was surprised for a moment, and then obediently went out to drink cold water. After entering the room, she saw Fu Jinchen lying on the bed and didn't say much. Standing quietly, waiting for other orders.

Thinking about Fu Jinchen's illness before, Yin Qingge couldn't help but sighed softly. Worried that Fu Jinchen would hurt Qingyou, he could only take a handkerchief and soak it in water, and folded it neatly on Fu Jinchen's forehead.

Soon Xiaofeng bought the medicine and came back. Yin Qingge nodded and took it, and then ordered Qingyou to go to the small kitchen to boil the medicine and bring it over.

Qingyou nodded, watching Yin Qingge sitting by the bed and taking care of Fu Jinchen, she couldn't help but frowned, feeling a sense of uneasiness in her heart, she knew that Yin Qingge didn't want to marry into the royal family, but tonight, it seemed that there was only a relationship between Fu Jinchen and Yin Qingge. I'm afraid it's not that simple.

But these things are not for her to worry about as a maid, Qingyou shook her head, no matter what, as long as Yin Qingge made a decision, she would always support Yin Qingge.

The candles in the room flickered from time to time. Yin Qingge sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Fu Jinchen's black eyes, feeling a sense of distress in his heart. Yin Qingge couldn't help but raised his hand and lightly touched Fu Jinchen's scattered hair. There was a touch of white at the skirt of the dress. Yin Qingge was silent for a while, but still reached out and took it out. Sure enough, it was the handkerchief that was snatched from her hand when they parted that day. He closed his eyes and suppressed the strange emotion in his heart.

That night, Fu Jinchen really fell ill as usual, looked at Yin Qingge with scarlet eyes, but fell down again after a while, Yin Qingge sat by the bed and kept changing the veil for her, the night passed quickly, The candles on the candlesticks were also burned to the extreme, and tears fell drop by drop.

Yin Qingge was lying on the side of the bed, covered with a thick cloak, with messy hair on his cheeks, looking slightly tired, with one hand hanging under the bed, breathing long and long.

What Fu Jinchen saw after waking up was this scene. He couldn't help but subconsciously breathe lightly, for fear of breaking the dream. Fu Jinchen always remembered what he saw when he woke up in Zhuangzi. At that time, Yin Qingge was as meek as he is today. Sleeping on the side of the bed, he felt a deep warmth in his heart.

Fu Jinchen moved his body slightly, and gently stretched out his hand towards her cheek. His rough fingers caressed Yin Qingge's cheek, causing Yin Qingge to frown. Yin Qingge was already a light sleeper. With this action, he woke up completely, looked up at Fu Jinchen, reached out to touch his forehead, and was relieved when the temperature subsided, and said softly: "Fortunately, it's finally not hot."

After all, Yin Qingge was about to take back his hand, but Fu Jinchen raised his hand to hold Yin Qingge's palm. The gloomy temperament of the whole person dissipated a lot, and the deep eyes did not have the scarlet red of yesterday, but were full of favors. Looking at Yin Qingge subduedly, his tone was heavy but contained a trace of imperceptible uneasiness, "Yin Qingge, I am happy with you, will you stay with me all the time?"

In the world of love, whoever falls in love first is doomed to worry about gain and loss, and whoever is humbler, even Fu Jinchen, who is as rebellious as Fu Jinchen, is also full of fear when facing the cold Yin Qingge, for fear that he will not catch the only one in the world. A glimmer of light.

Yin Qingge looked at Fu Jinchen indifferently for a while, with a slight smile on his lips, he gently withdrew his hand back, and said softly: "The Ninth Prince feels better? But what do you want to eat? I'll let you Go get ready."

A dimness flashed through Fu Jinchen's dark eyes very quickly. Looking at Yin Qingge who was smiling peacefully in front of him, an uncontrollable coldness surged in his heart, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, and there was no human breath in his body. , The dark and cold breath quickly spread towards the surroundings.

Yin Qingge also felt the change in Fu Jinchen, and he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then raised his eyes and looked at Fu Jinchen fixedly, his tone was cold and distant, "Ninth Prince, although I don't know how you came back, but the military order is like a mountain, you are still early Go back sooner." For me, it's not worth it... Yin Qingge thought to himself, and buried the rest of the words in his heart, but his tone suddenly became low, and a wry smile subconsciously appeared on his lips.

(End of this chapter)