Mad concubine returns, prince get away

Chapter 93 Night Market
Yin Qingge slept for three full hours. When he woke up, the sky had already darkened, and the room was lit with candles. Fu Jinchen was sitting by the bed and reading a book.

Hearing the slight noise from the bed, Fu Jinchen couldn't help turning his head to look at Yin Qingge, his voice was indifferent and calm, "Are you awake?"

Fu Jinchen's side face looked particularly beautiful under the candlelight. His slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids, and the breath around him was calm and peaceful. If it weren't for the fact that no one in the world could fake Fu Jinchen's appearance, and the voice he was just familiar with, Yin Qingge really Thinking it wasn't him anymore, Yin Qingge looked at him in a daze, only to have a smile gradually appear in Fu Jinchen's eyes, and then he came back to his senses.

Yin Qingge looked away awkwardly, lowered his head to hide the embarrassment on his face, and said indifferently: "The Ninth Prince must have a business to come back this time, why are you still here?"

"It's business." Fu Jinchen closed the book in his hand, leaned forward, put one hand on Yin Qingge's side, and approached Yin Qingge oppressively, his deep eyes were full of tenderness and doting, his voice was hoarse and deep It sounds nice, "I heard that Fu Jinyue is chasing you closely, so I don't feel relieved, so I came back to have a look."

Yin Qingge was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and raised his head to look at Fu Jinchen. His body froze when he saw the tenderness and affection in his eyes. Yin Qingge looked away in a panic, and said embarrassingly, "Ninth Prince, don't make fun of me."

Fu Jinchen's eyes were dark, and the other hand pinched Yin Qingge's chin forcefully to make her look up. He looked at Yin Qingge deeply, and said slowly, "Yin Qingge, have you really never seen my thoughts?"

Yin Qingge grabbed the quilt in a panic, feeling a little confused, but his eyes were calm, and he looked back at Fu Jinchen indifferently, without opening his mouth for a while.

Seeing this, Fu Jinchen couldn't help sighing, unable to hide the darkness in his eyes, lightly lowered his head and kissed Yin Qingge's lips, couldn't help but linger for a while before leaving, and said in a deep voice: "Yin Qingge, I'll give you time, but you only You can choose to like me."

Yin Qingge's mind moved slightly, and he couldn't help closing his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes again, it was already cold, and he raised his eyes to look at Fu Jinchen calmly, and said with a smile, "When the Ninth Prince becomes the Great Treasure, Qing Ge will definitely yearn for him. "

Fu Jinchen's complexion suddenly turned cold, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched unconsciously, making a creaking sound, his eyes were dark, his tone was cold and self-deprecating, "Yin Qingge, Yin Mo once mentioned to me, Saying that you don't want to live a life of intrigue, isn't your excuse too clumsy now?"

The smile on Yin Qingge's face did not change when he heard the words, and there was still a light smile on his lips, and he said lightly: "I regret it, I think I can live happily in a high position, so I still want to Be the most honorable woman in the world."

"Really?" Fu Jinchen curled the corners of his lips coldly, his eyes were cold, and he said cruelly, "Yin Qingge, do you really think so, or do you have someone else in your heart?"

As he said that, Fu Jinchen suddenly stood up from the bed, strode to a cabinet beside him, pulled it open, and took out the red oil-paper umbrella. He clenched his fingers very tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand were full of depression. The coldness around him said: "Tell me, what is this thing!"

Yin Qingge lifted the quilt and walked to Fu Jinchen's side, looking at the red oil-paper fan with a calm expression, he couldn't help thinking of Tan Su's calm appearance like water, and the scene of white snow and red plums, melodious piano sound, and peaceful years.

There was a trace of trance in Yin Qingge's eyes, and his eyes drifted away involuntarily, as if he was recalling something beautiful. This made Fu Jinchen's eyes suddenly stained with a strong tyranny, his voice was suppressed and deep, and he said angrily :"What are you thinking?"

Yin Qingge came back to his senses, looked at Fu Jinchen's vicious look, and couldn't help but look away lightly, and said lightly, "Ninth Prince, let's go, don't come again."

A look of injury flashed across Fu Jinchen's eyes when he heard the words. After a while, he turned around and put the oil-paper umbrella in again. Then he turned around repressedly and took a step forward. He held Yin Qingge's shoulders with trembling fingers, and then let go of Yin Qingge's shoulders from his back. Holding Yin Qingge in his arms, he buried his head in Yin Qingge's neck, and said ruthlessly, "Yin Qingge, you can only like me, otherwise I can't help but kill the person you like."

"You!" Yin Qingge shook his body, looking at the big hand tightly gripping his waist, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he finally sighed and explained: "Don't get me wrong, that umbrella is A gift from a friend."

"I'll see you off!" Fu Jinchen couldn't help but raised his head when he heard the words, turned Yin Qingge's body to look at him, and said seriously.

Yin Qingge sighed softly, looked at Fu Jinchen's deep and paranoid eyes, couldn't help sighing softly, stretched out his hand to him helplessly, and said lightly, "Okay, give it to me."

The expression on Fu Jinchen's face immediately froze when he heard the words. Seeing the faint narrowness in Yin Qingge's eyes, he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his lips very lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Okay." He tied the cloak on Yin Qingge himself, hugged her waist and walked out of the courtyard.

Yin Qingge was startled, subconsciously reached out and hugged Fu Jinchen's neck tightly, and looked down. The lights of thousands of houses, red lights, against the white snow of the past few days, looked very beautiful.

The cold wind blew all around, Yin Qingge didn't feel very cold, but felt very refreshed. Yin Qingge poked his head out, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, a faint smile could not help but appear on his lips.

Fu Jinchen looked down at the smile on Yin Qingge's face, and couldn't help but smile very faintly, the dark look in his eyes gradually dissipated, and pressed Yin Qingge's head back with one hand, and said lightly: "The wind is cool, be careful of the cold." , it will be uncomfortable to go back.”

Yin Qingge nodded lightly, knowing that Fu Jinchen was telling the truth, and then simply looked at the scenery.

Soon, Fu Jinchen stopped in a narrow alley with Yin Qingge in his arms. People were coming and going in the alley, and it was very lively. Fu Jinchen tidied Yin Qingge's cloak, then naturally pulled Yin Qingge's Yi Yi, and said calmly: " Let's go out."

Yin Qingge had never been to a night market in his previous and present lives. At this moment, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes when he saw the scene outside. He was looking around, but suddenly there was warmth in his hands. Wrapping his little hand in the middle, he couldn't help biting his lip, then pulled his hand out as if nothing had happened, and said lightly, "Where is this?"

Fu Jinchen lost the warmth in his hands, and a flash of anger flashed in his deep eyes, he took a step forward and held Yin Qingge's hand firmly again, and said solemnly: "This is a market outside the city, there are many people, be careful not to get lost. "

After finishing speaking, Fu Jinchen took Yin Qingge's hand and walked out without hesitation. Yin Qingge's expression froze slightly, anger appeared in his eyes, and he said lightly, "Let go."

"Don't let go!" Fu Jinchen replied in a cold tone without turning his head, "Don't try to escape, you can only be my man!"

Yin Qingge's face was slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Ninth Prince, you and I just made a deal! Apart from that, there is nothing else!"

Fu Jinchen also stopped, turned around and looked straight at Yin Qingge, and said in a deep voice, "Whoever said that, I said you are mine, and you can only be mine!"

Fu Jinchen pulled Yin Qingge to his side, a hint of danger flashed through his deep eyes very quickly, and threatened: "If you don't want me to lead you, then I can carry you behind my back."

"Thanks to the love of the Ninth Prince!" Yin Qingge choked, looking at Fu Jinchen's threatening gaze, as if she would really carry her back in front of so many people if she said she didn't want to, Yin Qingge gritted his teeth and said, Go straight to the stall on the side.

Fu Jinchen immediately followed and walked up, a successful smile flashed in his eyes very quickly, he couldn't help holding Yin Qingge's hand a little harder, and looked at Yin Qingge tenderly and dotingly.

The mocking wind hiding in the dark couldn't help but sighed watching this scene, seeing his master's skill in chasing his wife, he just felt that the road was long and long.

Yin Qingge walked to a place where lanterns were sold, held an orchid lantern and asked, "How do you sell this?"

Hearing the words, the old man who made the lantern lightly raised his head and glanced at Yin Qingge, then sized up Fu Jinchen who was on the side. A smile appeared on his kind face, and he said in a gentle voice, "Miss and son are both talented and beautiful. Take it as a gift from the old man and the young lady, and it is not worth a lot of money."

"How can this be possible? It's not easy to make a lantern." Holding the lantern, Yin Qingge habitually turned around and asked Fen Rong to pay. When she saw Fu Jinchen, she realized that she came out with Fu Jinchen. Yin Qingge's cheeks were stained. With a touch of blush, he glanced at Fu Jinchen with some embarrassment, and said softly, "Do you have any money?"

Fu Jinchen looked down at Yin Qingge standing beside him with blushing cheeks, a sudden warmth welled up in his heart, reached out his hand and took out half a piece of broken silver from his waist, casually put it on the booth, and then pulled Yin Qingge away from here.

Seeing that the two put down half a piece of broken silver, the old man at the stall couldn't help being stunned, and hurriedly chased after him, saying anxiously: "It's not worth so much!"

Yin Qingge paused and said with a light smile, "Then let's get another one, shall we?"

The old man looked at Yin Qingge and Fu Jinchen's brocade attires, and then realized that these two should belong to wealthy families. After thinking for a while, he said, "I will follow what Miss said."

Yin Qingge reached out to take another one, but Fu Jinchen held her hand tightly and refused to let go. Yin Qingge handed the one to Fu Jinchen helplessly, and then stepped forward to look at it for a while. Can't help flashing a smirk, got up with a big white rabbit lantern, turned around and handed it to Fu Jinchen: "Here, I'll give it to you."

Fu Jinchen's face was slightly stiff, looking at the cute big white rabbit, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and seeing the smile in Yin Qingge's eyes, he suddenly understood in his heart, coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to take it, and said softly: "And Qingge is very similar."

(End of this chapter)