Chapter 122 Three Requests

It's not an illusion.

At that moment, Wen Jin almost wanted to reach out and hold her hand, and feel the warmth of her palm.

But reason and a little timidity made him restrain this impulse.

Then he came back to his senses half a beat later: "Three requests?"

Yan Qing nodded: "Yes."

"Any request is OK?"

"Any request is OK." Yan Qing nodded, and didn't even say whether he could do it. "As long as you ask, I will agree."

Wen Jin lowered his eyes and remained silent.

If he had not dared to have any improper thoughts before returning to Suzaku City, but at this moment, his thoughts were greater than reason, and he wished he could indulge once.

Wen Jin said: "Your Highness, please allow me to report."

Yan Qing said in a faint voice: "Go ahead."

"Your Highness..." Wen Jin raised his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Qing's arm, "Your Highness, I want to see the wound on your arm again."

Yan Qing frowned, "What's so good about the wound?"

Wen Jin pursed his lips.

Seeing him like this, Yan Qing had to lift her sleeves to let him see, "I told you before that there is no need to dwell on the past. Everything is my own choice, and no one forced me."

Wen Jin seemed not to hear what she said. Her eyes fell on Yan Qing's slender arms, and her eyes were full of pain. Those shallow marks that could be ignored without careful observation were the marks of struggling in the abyss of purgatory.

Wen Jin didn't dare to touch it before, but this time she was bolder. She raised her hand hesitantly and gently stroked those shallow marks. The image of His Highness being tortured by the poison and living a life worse than death emerged in her mind, and her heart was stabbed and rolled.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Jin asked a nonsense question.

But knowing it was nonsense, he still asked, "It must be painful."

"A poison that can't make people suffer is ineffective." Yan Qing said in a light tone, "Whether it's the Queen Mother or Yan Chen, or the Queen Mother and the Princess of Chu, making them suffer is far more effective than killing them directly."

Wen Jin was silent.

"Okay." Yan Qing put down his sleeves, "It's all over, don't put on this look in the future."

Wen Jin suppressed his emotions and responded with a low yes.

"There are two more requests."

Wen Jin thought seriously, and then said as if to confirm again: "Any request is OK?"

Yan Qing was silent: "Anything is OK."

"Then..." Wen Jin lowered his head and hesitated, "For the next month, I want to stay in Your Highness's room."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Can this be considered a request?" Wen Jin raised his eyes, "Is there a deadline?"

Yan Qing hummed: "It can be considered a request."

Wen Jin was surprised when he heard this, and then tried to maintain a calm expression: "There is another request, I can't think of it for the time being."

Yan Qing said: "You can think about it slowly."

Wen Jin agreed, and a throbbing in his heart slowly fermented, making him a little impatient: "Then... I will move the things over tonight?"

Yan Qing's voice was scattered: "What do you want to move?"

"Clothes and books."

As long as it belongs to him in Fuyunju and can be used in the next month, he can move it over.

Wen Jin even wanted to move the bed over and put it side by side with Yan Qing's bed.

But this idea is obviously unrealistic.

Not to mention whether the inner room can fit it, it is really inappropriate to put two beds side by side, which makes people feel that it is out of place.

So he gave up this idea.

The powerful minister's mind is actually very cunning. Living with the prince for the next month is equivalent to staying with her for twelve hours a day. No matter what he does, whether eating, sleeping, reading, or looking up, he can see her.

Such close contact is what he has dreamed of for three years in the imperial city, and it is also a wish that he has been seeking for ten years in his previous life.

Wen Jin is almost satisfied.

However, there is one request that he needs to think about carefully.

Think of a request that he wants and will not make the prince angry.

Three days, you can think slowly.

Wen Jin stood up: "I will have someone move the things over now."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Yan Qing's eyes were subtle, "Are you worried that I will regret it?"

"No." Wen Jin hesitated, "There is a long couch in the west pavilion, I want to move it over."

After that, he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qing: "Can I put it in the inner room?"

Yan Qing said indifferently: "Is this the third request?"

Wen Jin pursed his lips, in fact, it can be counted, but...

"Okay, it's not the third request." Yan Qing said quickly, stood up and walked out, "You can put it."

Wen Jin hummed, thinking that His Highness was particularly easy to talk to today.

Although His Highness said it was for compensation, according to the rules, he shouldn't push it too far.

It's just that Wen Jin really wanted to be with His Highness, and he didn't want to miss such a rare opportunity. In addition, there are some inappropriate thoughts that he never dared to think of before...

Wen Jin took a deep breath, worried that he would lose his composure here, so he said to Yan Qing: "I will send someone to clean up now."

Yan Qing paused and said: "... Yeah."

Wen Jin turned and walked out, his heart seemed to be flying, but he was used to restraining himself. When he walked out, he was still calm and elegant. In the eyes of others, his eyebrows and eyes were just a little brighter, and he didn't look out of control at all.

Yan Qing returned to his own Qihuang Palace and did not disturb Wen Jin to pack up. Now it was dark, and the day ended quietly.

After a while, Wen Jin returned first, followed by two guards.

The guards followed his instructions and carried a long couch into the Qihuang Palace. When they saw Yan Qing, they subconsciously put the couch down and saluted, wanting to ask if it was Mr. Wen's own idea or His Highness's idea, but Yan Qing said directly: "Move it over there."

So the guard was confused: "Where to move it?"

Wen Jin walked into the inner room and pointed to the position beside the bed: "Put it here."

When he said this, he glanced at Yan Qing from the corner of his eye, wanting to know her reaction at this time, but saw Yan Qing turning her head to look out the window, without any reaction at all.

Wen Jin put down his cautious heart and thought calmly that the third request should not be wasted, and he must think carefully and answer after thinking it through.

The expressions of the two guards here were a little strange. Putting a long couch next to the bed, is Mr. Wen going to live in His Highness's bedroom?

In this case, wouldn't it be better to just sleep in the same bed? Anyway, the barrier between men and women has been broken, and it is not innocent to be in the same room.

However, Her Royal Highness Princess has always been unruly, and they, as subordinates, just need to be at ease and obey orders.

After the guards left, Wen Jin was still thinking that staying with Her Royal Highness for a month would definitely not be enough. He hoped to stay with Her Royal Highness for a lifetime, but his idea was obviously different from what Her Royal Highness promised.

What if Her Royal Highness really doesn't want him anymore, what's the point of him staying even if he insists on staying?

Wen Jin frowned and thought deeply. If the third condition is to stay with Her Royal Highness for a lifetime, will Her Royal Highness be angry? Will he think that he is getting more and more greedy?

But how can you know if you don't try?