MTL - The Crown Prince Chases His Wife-Chapter 111 touch porcelain

Qin Yan stepped up, went up two steps, walked to King Ning, and said softly:

"King Ning."

Ning Wang Fengsui nodded slightly and looked at Qin Yan with a clear voice.

"Princess."

Qin Yan turned his eyes to the front, not far from the palace lantern beside the road. Under an old plum tree, the prince Feng Zhan, who was also wearing a black cloak, was standing.

And right in front of Feng Zhan, across Song Zhi, there is a woman.

A woman wrapped in a white fox cloak.

Qin Yan raised his brows slightly, rubbed a gilded stove in his hand, and stood in the dimly lit place, looking straight ahead.

Ning Wangfeng took his eyes away from Qin Yan's face, turned to look at the blooming plum forest where the prince was in front of him, and said softly:

"The bees and butterflies around the prince will only be more, not less."

Qin Yan didn't answer. She and Ning Wang had only met several times in public before, and today was the first time they had a conversation, but they were not familiar enough to discuss their husband in private together.

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Feng Zhan was sent to Kunning Palace by the Queen after the discussion from the South Study Room ended today.

After several delays, when Feng Zhan left the palace gate, it was already the Youshi.

Looking at the slowly falling night and the fluttering snowflakes, Feng Zhan regretted letting Qin Yan go to Taiye Pool to watch the ice play today.

Will she be cold?

Feng Zhan did not take the carriage again, but jumped on a tall horse and galloped towards Xiyuan, and Song Zhi immediately followed.

After the prince entered Xiyuan, he dismounted and walked towards Taiye Pool. A woman suddenly rushed out from a fork in the road. Song Zhi, who was following behind the prince, stepped forward and stopped him five or six paces away from the prince. The place.

When the woman saw the prince, she immediately prepared to bow down and salute, but it seemed that because she had just run too fast, she slapped her foot, screamed, and fell to the ground.

Song Zhi subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the person, and realized that something seemed wrong, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and took a step back.

Seeing who was coming, Song Zhi said:

"Miss An'er?"

This woman is An Suyue, the second young lady in the residence of An Da Shi, and she is seventeen years old. His mother was the step-sister of An Shifeng, a university scholar, and was a half-sister with An Yanxi, the eldest lady of Anfu.

An Suyue endured the pain in her ankle, barely stood, and continued to salute the prince in front of her, with a trembling voice in her voice,

"Thank you, His Royal Highness."

Song Zhi standing aside...

Miss An Er, what is your Highness Xie?

Shouldn't you thank me?

Song Zhi immediately thought of the previous Ning Concubine, and felt a bad feeling.

Fortunately, this scene was not seen by the princess again today...

Feng Zhan raised his eyes and glanced at the cape on An Suyue's body, then withdrew his gaze and continued to stride forward.

Seeing this, An Suyue quickly jumped a few steps to the side on one toe, blocking the Prince's way.

Feng Zhan's eyes narrowed dangerously, and a cold feeling appeared all over his body.

Song Zhi stepped forward quickly. He was just about to invite this unsightly Miss An away, but An Suyue said softly first:

"His Royal Highness has seen a little rabbit running over. It's a little rabbit with an injured leg. If it can't be found tonight, it will definitely freeze to death in the snow, so pitiful..."

An Suyue was not tall, looking up at the prince who was only two steps away from her, with a worried tone in her voice.

Song Zhi has personally dealt with so many women who rushed forward to His Highness over the years. What he still doesn't understand at this moment, this Second Miss An is also coming down to His Highness today.

Song Zhi had noticed that his Highness's complexion was getting darker and darker. His Highness should have only thought about Master An and didn't get angry on the spot. Song Zhi was just about to step forward when a familiar and playful female voice came from not far ahead.

"Injured bunny?"

Feng Zhan raised his eyes, and the moment he saw Qin Yan, the coldness in his eyes instantly turned to warmth.

But when Feng Zhan saw the man standing beside Qin Yan, his eyes suddenly became cold.

King Ning.

Feng Zhan crossed An Suyue, strode towards Qin Yan, and stopped one step in front of Qin Yan.

Feng Zhan stretched out a big hand, took Qin Yan into his arms, looked down at Qin Yan,

"Let's go back."

King Ning looked as usual. Facing the prince in power, he didn't have the position to take Uncle Wang's air. King Ning bowed slightly and said:

"Prince."

The prince stretched out his hand and tightened Qin Yan's silver fox cloak with pure white fur, and then raised his eyes to look at King Ning, his eyes were slightly cold.

Feng Zhan nodded towards King Ning, then took Qin Yan and left in the same direction as when they were coming and going.

An Suyue was still standing beside the road, and when she saw the prince and Qin Yan coming over, she bowed and bowed.

"His Royal Highness, Crown Princess."

Feng Zhan didn't stop, and continued to walk forward with Qin Yan.

Qin Yan glanced at the cape on the woman's body, which was very similar to hers, but unfortunately it was a bit variegated.

Qin Yan stopped, looked at her from the same side as Feng Zhan, with a cool tone:

"In the ice and snow, an injured rabbit is indeed dead."

An Suyue raised her head when she heard the words,

"Prince..."

And Qin Yan's voice continued to sound, making An Suyue stop talking.

"Shen Ying."

"Master." Shen Ying took a step forward.

Qin Yan instructed Shen Ying, but her eyes fell on An Suyue's face:

"Send someone to find the poor rabbit and send it back to the county master's mansion. Let the pantry bake it tonight and serve it as a supper for me and His Royal Highness."

An Suyue widened her eyes and looked surprised, this...

Qin Yan turned to look at Feng Zhan again,

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Shen Ying knew, how could her master really eat rabbits of unknown origin, and it was hard to say whether there was a rabbit in the lady's mouth in Xiyuan.

Shen Ying turned around and arranged a few guards, and really went to find the rabbit.

An Suyue seemed anxious and distressed,

"Princess, the little rabbit is already so pitiful, why are you so cruel..."

The prince's icy gaze was directed at An Suyue, An Suyue shuddered when she landed, and instantly stopped.

Feng Zhan squeezed Qin Yan's tender hands and looked down at Qin Yan with a soft tone.

"I haven't eaten yet."

Qin Yan…

no meal...

Feng Zhan took Qin Yan and continued to stride away.

After Qin Yan and the prince walked away, An Suyue put away the worried look on her face.

It seems that this Crown Princess Qin Yan is indeed as strong and indifferent as the rumors say.

This kind of woman, sooner or later, will make His Royal Highness unbearable.

I wonder if His Royal Highness will remember that he is very different from Qin Yan today, innocent and kind...

Man, why don't you just draw something fresh...

To act at home, An Suyue continued to shout in a low voice, walking towards La Meilin.

"little rabbit…"

But King Ning, who was still standing in the same place, did not withdraw his sight until the backs of the prince and Qin Yan disappeared at the end of the road, and continued to walk towards Taiye Pond.

Qin Yan…

Do you know the filth and filth of the royal family...

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On the way back, Feng Zhan got into the car and kissed Qin Yan strongly, and then the car was out of control.

Feng Zhan domineeringly left his mark on Qin Yan, his smell, everything about him.

Shen Ying and Song Zhi, who were sitting on horses outside the car, were blushing when they heard the movement inside.

It was not until they reached the gate of the county master's mansion for a while that the prince and Qin Yan got off the bus.

Then the two masters went straight to the bathroom.

In the soup pool surrounded by white mist, Feng Zhan was keenly aware that Qin Yan's mood was a bit wrong.

Feng Zhan moved his hand, his thin lips pressed against Qin Yan's auricle, and he spoke in a low voice.

"What happened to the smoke?"

Qin Yan was silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"Today in Taiye Chi, someone touched the Qin sisters because of me."

Feng Zhan felt a little depressed about Qin Yan's stillness at the moment, and he could understand what Qin Yan meant.

That day, Mrs. Zhu, the wife of Qin Wenxuan, minister of the Ministry of Industry, went to the county master's mansion to give gifts to Qin Yan. After seeing the portraits of the men that Mrs. Zhu gave to Qin Yan, Feng Zhan asked Song Zhicha to ask about the situation, so he generally understood the Qin family. What happened to the sisters.

Feng Zhan's big palms held Qin Yan's delicate face, his deep eyes were fixed in Qin Yan's beautiful phoenix eyes, and he said solemnly:

"It is they who come to the door by themselves. If they can get the benefits, they must have this awareness and take the corresponding risks themselves."

Qin Yan sighed softly, and then said:

"If I lose power someday..."

Feng Zhan's long and narrow black eyes narrowed slightly, he lowered his head and pressed his thin lips down, giving him a deep kiss.

When the lips and teeth were separated, Feng Zhan opened his mouth in a low voice,

"If you are alone, you don't have to think about anything."

"You just have to think about loneliness."

Feng Zhan continued to move, and water gradually splashed in the soup pool, and the room was beautiful.

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The next day, the Ministry of Industry Minister Qin's House.

Although Qin Lin fell into the ice pond yesterday, her body is in good shape, and she only got a little cold, which is not a big problem.

Qin Lin nestled in the quilt, leaning on a soft pillow with her back, looking at the curtain beside the bed, her thoughts were a little dazed.

Before leaving Xiyuan yesterday, Feng Subei stopped her, sent others away, and had a few words with her alone.

The man didn't go around the corner, and directly explained his intentions.

The man's voice was low and sweet, and his eyes were still focused and serious as he had looked at her several times before.

"Qin Lin, are you willing to be my concubine Feng Subei?"

Qin Lin was shocked when she heard the words, and Feng Subei was so direct.

Her chest was pounding, and reason told her that she should refuse decisively, but she still didn't say it after all.

Feng Subei saw Qin Lin's hesitation, but fortunately, she did not immediately refuse:

"I'll give you time to think about it."

Feng Subei's words echoed in Qin Lin's mind again and again at this moment.

Feng Subei, Duan Wang's only son, has a noble status, is well-mannered, and has a good body and appearance.

When looking at her intently, it is easy for people to sink into that gentleness.

Yesterday in Taiye Lake, Feng Subei blocked behind him at such a speed and fell into the lake together, which did not give him time to think deeply.

Qin Lin knew that Feng Subei's interest in her was more than the slightest bit, at least at this moment.

It's hard not to be moved by such a man.

but…

Does Feng Subei also use the same eyes to look at the prince concubine of Duan Wangfu...

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A few knocks on the door interrupted Qin Lin's thoughts.

Qin Xi came in with a bamboo basket full of walnuts, and moved an embroidered stool from the house to Qin Lin's bed and sat down.

Qin Xi tilted his head and glanced at Qin Lin's face, then nodded and said with satisfaction:

"The smell is very good."

Then Qin Xi began to peel the walnuts carefully with pliers,

"Mother asked me to come and peel some walnuts for you, saying that I should accompany you more and not go out to play crazy."

"Joke, how can I play crazy without you, without you covering me, can I have fun?"

"Originally, Su Qing asked me to go to Qianshui Lake to play in the ice today, but I pushed him to go because of you."

Only then did Qin Lin move her gaze to Qin Xi's face, and her tone was a little serious:

"When you go out with this Su Qing, you must bring your guards. Don't talk to him about the affairs of the mansion."

"I know, I know." Qin Xi interrupted Qin Lin's long-winded chatter, and while she was peeling the walnuts, she stuffed them into her own mouth.

"Eh, Qin Lin, yesterday you pushed me a little too hard, but it's interesting enough."

Qin Xi suddenly looked at Qin Lin with a bad smile, and asked mysteriously:

"Jump down to save your prince of Duan Wangfu. You said before that you don't know each other. If you really don't know each other, they will jump into the lake to save people without hesitation in the cold weather?"

"Come on, tell me, how did you two know each other?"

Qin Lin lowered her eyes and set her eyes on the basket of walnuts on Qin Xi's lap.

"Auntie asked you to peel the walnuts, not for me?"

Qin Xi froze for a moment, then grinned,

"Look I forgot."

"Come on, sister, I feel sorry for you."

Qin Xi immediately peeled another handful of walnuts and handed them to Qin Lin.

Qin Lin took it with a slender white hand and put one into her mouth, but it seemed that the walnut had a thin coat on it, and her mouth was slightly bitter.

Qin Xi's heart was big, and he didn't think about it just now when the topic was diverted.

After chewing another handful of walnuts, Qin Xi suddenly thought of something and asked:

"Qin Lin, you are still ill, can you still go to the winter hunt?"

Qin Lin didn't answer.

Qin Xi said to himself:

"We didn't go there in autumn, so I have to go see the fun this winter hunt."

"If you can hunt a deer with your own hands, it would be beautiful to use it to cook a hot pot."

Qin Xi thought about it for a while, and suddenly said excitedly:

"Look at my memory, today I heard a very pleasant news."

Qin Xi looked at Qin Lin with bright eyes, with an expression of "ask me, ask me quickly".

Seeing that Qin Lin was just looking at her lightly, without any intention of opening her mouth, Qin Xi pouted and said:

"Yesterday, our eldest sister, the Crown Princess, dealt with a few young ladies after the ice banquet. The person who said it was the eldest sister saw that they pushed the ice sculpture and hit us."

"I heard that those people who were banned by Beiya's army were pressed into the ice water of Taiye Pond and soaked in incense sticks for a whole time."

"One of the girls had a high fever last night, and she almost couldn't get over it."

"Tsk tsk, really relieved."

"I tell you, Qin Lin, those people are really the little followers behind Qin Nian and Qin Ming. They must be jealous of how close we are to the eldest sister."

"Can you do it? They, if they have the ability, they will also send beautiful men to the eldest sister..."

"Winter Hunt, let's be careful." Qin Xi's words were interrupted by Qin Lin.

"Who's afraid of who?" Qin Xi said with her chin raised, but she suddenly turned around.

"us?"

"Hey, Qin Lin, are you still going?"

Qin Lin didn't answer, she still wanted to go to the western suburbs for a winter hunt even with her sick body. She knew exactly why.

Qin Xi continued peeling walnuts and chatting, but Qin Lin's thoughts were not on those gossips.

Because of their mother's background as a merchant, they have often heard people talk behind their backs over the years, looking down and contemptuous inside and out.

Therefore, they seldom attended the banquets held by the wives of the official family.

But now, even though his father was promoted to minister, the situation would not get much better in Shangjing, where there were many high-level clansmen.

The gossip they heard yesterday, and even the secret hands they had made against them, really made them jealous that they were getting closer to the crown princess.

And Qin Lin knew in her heart that even if the mother didn't ask the princess to take care of the two sisters, they would still be targeted.

As the official family members of the Beijing officials, and they are also relatives of the Crown Princess, they have never been wise enough to protect themselves, and they will always be in the whirlpool.

If you don't strive for the top, you can only let others trample on it...