The eldest princess is a captive and the abstinent official is seductive

Wen Jin's expression froze, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

He knew he couldn't refute her, and he felt uncomfortable.

"The Chu Kingdom is in trouble. You go back to Dayong and don't follow me." Yan Qing said in a calm tone, "Be a powerful minister. I don't want to embarrass you for the time being."

Wen Jin shook his head stiffly.

"What does shaking your head mean?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, "Disobeying orders?"

Wen Jin lowered his head: "Wherever Your Highness goes, I will go."

Yan Qing was really surprised this time. She stared at him with interest: "It seems that this is not my illusion. Not only have you gained courage, but you have also gained a temper."

"I don't dare." Wen Jin was extremely submissive, "If you go beyond the rules, please give your Highness a lesson. I am willing to accept the punishment."

Yan Qing pointed to the cobblestone path outside the pavilion: "Kneel down there and get up again when you want to figure it out."

Wen Jin said yes, stood up and walked out, flipping up his robe, and knelt down on the cobblestone path without any resistance.

Yan Qing stared at his slender and calm figure, and suddenly felt that the wolf cub's wings hadn't even hardened yet, and he was starting to rebel?

Yan Qing looked up at the sky, stood up and left.

Except for the maid's routine cleaning every morning, no one comes to the back garden at ordinary times. Wen Jin noticed Yan Qing leaving, raised her eyes slightly, and watched the slender shadow walking away for a moment, hanging on the back garden. The hands on his sides were clenched so tightly that the palms of his hands hurt.

Until Yan Qing's figure disappeared from sight, Wen Jin lowered his eyes, slowly raised his hand, looked at the slightly swollen palms of his hands, and continued to ride a horse. The reins were worn so hard that blisters appeared on his palms. The redness and swelling after it was broken... were really terrible.

Wen Jin pursed her lips and exhaled softly.

Nothing.

He told himself that even if he was rejected by her and treated no matter how she treated him, he would never be separated from her again.

"Your Highness." Ji Weiyu saw Yan Qing walking out of the garden alone and was curious, "Where is that person?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Yan Qing walked and sat down in front of the stone table outside the corridor. He leaned against the beauty and looked sideways at the koi in the lake. "Bring me my book and make a pot of tea."

"Oh." Ji Weiyu obeyed, turned and left.

The Fengwang Mansion Garden is beautiful, with rockery and stone scenery, deep bamboo shadows, red peach and green willows in spring, showing tranquility and elegance everywhere.

Yan leaned against the railing, his eyebrows calm and indifferent.

The scene before his death in his previous life could not be remembered in his mind. At this moment, Yan Qing had some doubts. How reliable is the saying that seeing is believing and hearing is false?

People's hearts are fickle, and feelings will change.

These things are engraved into the bones.

In her previous life, she was the legitimate princess of the royal family. She was born with the sin of the "Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil" and was trapped in it all her life, unable to save herself. She was given a marriage to Xiao Jinghan, but she never resisted - maybe she didn't really die once, and she didn't know how desperate she was for her family. What kind of experience is it?

She had no feelings for Xiao Jinghan, but she got married to him in compliance with the imperial edict.

At that time, she naively thought that her father was willing to grant her a marriage before his death, and that the gift would be the direct descendant of a first-class general. She must have cared about his daughter in her heart.

She had no room for resistance and had no intention of resisting. She thought her father wanted to make up for her and gave her the concubine of General Xiao.

After getting married, she and Xiao Jinghan maintained a superficial relationship as husband and wife, but they always lived in separate hospitals. She could not accept being in the same room with a familiar stranger.

Even if this person is her nominal husband.

Later, she realized that she had a lot of thoughts and she thought she had extravagant hopes for family love, but she didn't know that even marriage was just a means for her father to scheme against her.

Poisoned by order.

Yan Qing thought of her absurd and tragic life in her previous life, with a cold and mocking look on her face. She learned from Xiao Jinghan's mistakes. In this life, she would test the poison with her own body and never let anyone plot against her again.

The more they want her to die, the better she will live.

Yan Qing's eyes were slightly stunned. Wen Jin was probably an accident in her life.

Because she was married to Xiao Jinghan in her previous life, she never really thought deeply about her feelings for Wen Jin. She only thought that he was a young man raised by himself, a gentle and elegant noble father, and that he had unlimited glory after entering the court. 놅The powerful minister.

There is no doubt that Wen Jin has a special status in her heart, because this is the person who has been with her for many years and depends on each other for many years... She is closer than a real blood relative.

His culture, military skills, appearance and bearing, and his etiquette and upbringing were all cultivated by her. Yan Qing had never spent so much thought on another person in his entire life.

At that time, when Wen Jin first entered the court, he was gentle and calm, he moved forward and backward smoothly, and never stood in front of others.

Every time Yan Qing looked at him, she felt that her thoughts during those years were not in vain.

When she realized that every part of her body was worse than the last, and that toxins had eroded her internal organs, Yan Qing thought, whether she lived to twenty-five, had she really verified the Qintian Supervisor's prophecy, or had she just wanted to let go She lived to the age of twenty-five and was no longer heavy.

She has been miserable all her life. If she dies, she will die. No one cares about her anyway.

Wen Jin has reached the high position of the most powerful minister, and the rest of his life will be dazzling and smooth and worry-free.

She has a shadow on him.

She lived a miserable life, but he was able to openly live out his destined extraordinary life. Yan Qing felt that there was nothing wrong with this.

If it hadn't been for that scene before death...

"Your Highness." Ji Weiyu came over with a tea tray. In addition to the teacup and teapot, there was also a book on the tray. "Ji Chengyin is here. I'll go see him."

Yan Qing turned his head and said, "The Queen Mother is in trouble. Ji Chengyin probably knows that the Queen Mother can't be saved. He will naturally do everything he can to win you over and show you goodwill."

After all, being supported by God is equivalent to being supported by God. It will be easier for him to win the hearts of the people.

Ji Weiyu thought for a moment: "Your Highness, do you think I should have a good relationship with him, or should I show my intention to compete for the throne?"

"You are brainless?" Yan Qing said coldly, "Do you need me to tell you what to do? Or should I go to the palace and poison the emperor to death, and directly help you take the throne?"

Ji Weiyu shut up silently, put the teapot and teacup on the table, and handed the book to Yan Qing with both hands: "Then Your Highness, read the book first, I... I'll be back soon."

Yan Qing stood up, put the teacup, teapot and book back on the tray, and under Ji Weimo's puzzled gaze, he turned around and walked along the corridor to the depths of the garden with the tray.

Ji Weiyu silently watched her back: "..."