The Eldest Princess Is a Captive and the Abstinent Official Is Seductive

Chapter 111 The Truth Is Revealed

At any time, he is a gentle and powerful minister who is calm and unhurried, advancing and retreating in a controlled manner.

However, at this moment, looking at Wen Jin who had lost all his grace in front of him, Yan Qing suddenly realized that maybe she thought she was doing him good in her previous life, but in fact, she was not what he wanted.

Wen Jin took a deep breath to force back the sour emotions in his eyes, and his tone became more lonely: "Your Highness hopes that I will be obedient. I have always followed His Highness's instructions. I am personable and treat others with a smile."

"Your Highness doesn't want to interact with me too frequently, so I restrain myself and don't dare to take the initiative to see His Highness. Even...even if it makes my heart hurt just to think about it, I still hold on with my life."

"They said that Xiao Jinghan and His Highness are a loving couple. I believed them to be true. I felt extremely uncomfortable, but I didn't dare to let anyone see it. I still smiled and agreed, blessing Your Highness and the consort..."

Wen Jin tightened the corners of his lips, and his face was completely white. His voice was involuntarily tinged with trembling: "His Highness lives in seclusion and only appears once or twice a year. I only have those one or two opportunities to see His Highness. Although Every time we meet, we can't even say a few words... I am content, and I tell myself that I should be content."

"I have always been reluctant to drink the peach blossom wine that His Highness was sent to me, so I brewed a lot of it myself...I am often very drunk, and I don't dare to let others know, let alone His Highness, for fear of disappointing His Highness..."

"But I can't sleep every day... I can't sleep every day..."

For three years, he stayed alone in the Imperial City and suffered. After finally waiting for her to return to the Imperial City, he thought he had achieved hope.

However, what survived was her marriage to Jamel Xiao.

In the seven long years that followed, during countless cold nights, he stood in front of the window or on the ridge of the roof, staring blankly in the direction of the eldest princess's palace, but he could no longer touch the outside of her dormitory, even get slightly closer to her. No chance at all.

Yan Qing leaned on the couch in silence, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and her eyes complex.

Wen Jin's eyes were red, and his whole body seemed like a lonely and sad wolf, falling into a silent nightmare.

Yan Qing said nothing, the library was silent, and the air was filled with sadness.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Jin came back to his senses. His face was still pale, and his voice was so calm that it was almost deathly silent: "In the spring of the 27th year of Chonghe, I learned that His Highness was unwell. I was worried and sent someone to inquire about the situation. Only then did I know that His Highness was unwell. Pregnant..."

Yan Qing frowned, are you pregnant?

Spring of the twenty-seventh year of Chonghe... wasn't it the year she died?

She was pregnant. The poison had entered her lungs and there was no cure. Yan Chen pretended to send the palace doctor to treat her, but they said she should rest. How could she be pregnant?

"Chen..." Wen Jin felt an unbearable dull pain in his heart. When he thought of the stupid things he had done, he couldn't help but feel regretful. "That night, I got drunk again in the mansion... I was so drunk that I fell unconscious. I was confused when the decree came from the middle of the page. I only heard that the emperor summoned Xiao Jinghan and His Highness to the palace, so I went there..."

Unexpectedly, it was a conspiracy against her.

It was well known to all the civil and military officials of the Great Yong Dynasty that the young chief minister was gentle and calm, thoughtful, and good at dancing. He was the humerus that the emperor relied on most.

He always had a plan for the affairs of the court, and the only stupid thing he did in his life was to play into the hands of the king who always trusted him, and became their pawn to seize her military power and cost her life.

In the ten years since he entered the dynasty, he has never made any mistakes.

Just that once.

That one time... became his lifelong regret.

A dragnet has been set up in the emperor's palace. If he had not been drunk, he would have noticed something unusual, but...

Yan Chen's caring face was still in front of him: "Has Wen Qing been drinking?"

Wen Jin tried his best to maintain his demeanor: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I will be fine."

But his mind was no longer clear, and he didn't see the calculating expression on the emperor's face: "The eldest princess has been feeling unwell recently. I called the couple into the palace to ask questions and give them some medicinal materials to replenish their health. Wen Qing will come with me. Go and have a look?”

The eldest princess...is feeling unwell...

Wen Jin maintained the only trace of clarity from her chaotic thoughts, "Eldest Princess?"

"The imperial doctor said that the eldest princess is pregnant. I am happy. I am thinking about what title to give the child." Walking into the emperor's palace, a cup of hangover tea was handed to his hand, "Wen Qing has a cup of tea to relieve the hangover. The eldest princess is coming soon. ”

The eldest princess, pregnant, child, titled...

Wen Jin couldn't help but picture a woman with a bulging belly and a happy face in her mind.

That is His Highness.

The overwhelming pain hit, Wen Jin couldn't hear anything clearly, couldn't see anything, and in a daze, what flashed through his mind over and over again were scenes of the two people getting along in Suzaku City.

Your Highness.

I don’t want to stay here anymore, shall we go back to Suzaku City?

So tired, so painful.

The heat in her body was unbearable. Wen Jin bent over in pain and curled up into a ball. Her consciousness gradually became blurred, but the young emperor's voice full of malice faintly sounded in her ears: "Yan Qing, he has been poisoned."

Wha, what?

Wen Jin tried her best to open her eyes. Who... who was poisoned?

The aloof emperor sat on a chair and looked at the woman walking up to the hall step by step, with a look of victory on his face: "Hand over the Qilin Guard Talisman, and I can spare his life."

"You like him, right? Haha, the look in the eyes of the married eldest princess every time she looks at the chief minister... Tsk, tut, you can't deceive anyone."

"What do you want?" The pale Yan Qing had already run out of time and her body was extremely weak. "Now that I have no power to restrain a chicken, will the Emperor still be afraid?"

Yan Chen sneered: "Whether you are afraid or not, you will die. The military power of the Qilin Guard should not be left in your hands."

Wen Jin's body began to feel cold. Until this moment, his muddled mind finally became clear. Is this a conspiracy against His Highness?

No.

He wanted to speak, but the heat that covered one layer after another soon devoured all his rationality. Wen Jin vaguely heard the sound of swords being unsheathed, the sound of arrows being strung, and the cold voice of His Highness: "Let him go, I hand over the military token."

No, don't...

Swoosh!

A sharp voice suddenly sounded, as if the world had quieted down.

Wen Jin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he watched the scene that made him heartbroken. His heart fell into an ice cellar. He stumbled and broke free from the grip of the Imperial Guards, and stumbled towards her.

Your Highness, Your Highness.

Your Highness!

Heart-wrenching pain swept over, Wen Jin's eyes went dark, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he staggered to Yan Qing, holding her in his arms tremblingly.

Your Highness...

The ten years of suffering ended here, and everything came to an end.

The warm body gradually cooled down in his arms, and Wen Jin was shocked to realize how weak she was, how thin she was, and how haggard her face was... The so-called love between husband and wife, the so-called pregnancy were all fake, all fake.

"My dear Wen." Yan Chen walked down from the dragon chair, walked to Wen Jin, and spoke very gently, "You have made great contributions this time, and I plan to reward you well--"

With a flash of cold light in front of his eyes, Wen Jin pulled out the knife in the hand of the nearest imperial guard, and fiercely, at lightning speed, stabbed it into Yan Chen's heart.

A panicked scream rang out: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

"It's terrible! Lord Wen killed the king!"

"Ah ah! Come quickly! Come quickly, Lord Prime Minister killed the king!"

The army was in chaos, and arrows were flying everywhere.

The sky was dark.

Surrounded by severe pain, Wen Jin slowly curled up beside Yan Qing, tremblingly reaching out his hand, Your Highness, Your Highness...

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