Chapter 174 Maturity and Stability Are All Fake

"Are you so moved that you are speechless?" Yan Qing raised her eyebrows casually, "Cry if you want. I won't laugh at you."

Wen Jin pursed her lips, and her dark eyes fell quietly on Yan Qing's face. It took a long time for the rolling emotions in her eyes to fade away like a tide.

He lowered his eyes, took Yan Qing's hand and put it to his lips, kissing her lovingly, his movements carrying a cherished meaning that could not be ignored, "I dare not do anything embarrassing in front of His Highness."

Yan Qing sneered: "Have you done enough embarrassing things?"

"It was before." Wen Jin explained in a low voice, "Before, I only felt bitter in my heart, but now my internal organs are all sweet..."

However, being too sweet can easily make people lose control.

Wen Jin thought about the suppressed emotions in the past, and now she was overjoyed, but she was somehow able to remain calm.

"Are all the internal organs sweet?" Yan Qing doubted, "Why don't you cut it open and take a look?"

Wen Jin's eyes were clean and gentle: "Is this a dagger for Your Highness?"

Yan Qing looked at him quietly, silent.

Wen Jin felt that he had become much more mature and steady recently. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qing, as if he was promising: "I alone can make His Highness experience the happiness of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard."

Yan Qing laughed: "What joy is there in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard? Intrigues? Jealousy? Conspiracies and frame-ups?"

Wen Jin held her hand and couldn't help but kiss her again. After the kiss, she still couldn't express the throbbing in her heart, so she stretched out her long arms and hugged her whole body.

Yan Qing was choked by him again and almost couldn't breathe.

"Your Highness." Wen Jin suppressed his emotions, and his voice was slightly trembling, but he could hear the joy, "I will make His Highness happy every day from now on. I will do whatever Your Highness likes, and I will never disobey His Highness again. What His Highness doesn't like, I will definitely not do it——"

Yan Qing sighed softly and patted his back, "What do you mean by a manly man? I'm hungry, so let them prepare lunch."

Wen Jin still had many words to express, but Yan Qing cut him off by saying he was hungry. He took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, stood up and walked out, telling Chen Xiang to prepare lunch.

All maturity and stability are fake and just disguised.

Wen Jin stood in front of the door for a moment. The weather was so good today. The sun was bright and dazzling. The heat outside was blowing in layer by layer, making his heart, liver and lungs feel hot. Wen Jin raised his hand to touch his heart. The place was filled up. It's full, with no gaps left.

In less than half an hour, delicious and rich lunches were placed on the table one by one.

The meals are all prepared according to Yan Qing's taste, with a combination of meat and vegetables. Wen Jin has never been too keen on eating. It may be a sequelae left over from the past, so that every time he eats, it feels like taking poison, even in the recent period. After all the hardships, he only enjoyed the time of dining with Yan Qing, without any sense of satisfaction from enjoying the delicious food.

Yan Qing looked at Wen Jin's expression and movements while eating, and frowned: "Does it taste bad?"

Wen Jin looked up at her and shook his head slowly: "It's not bad to eat."

"Watching you eat is more uncomfortable than being tortured." Yan Qing pondered for a moment, "What do you like to eat? In other words, is there any food that you can happily accept?"

Wen Jin thought about it for a while. He didn't have any food that he was passionate about, and he wasn't interested in anything.

When he was young, he only ate to ensure that he would not die of hunger. Later, during the ten years he stayed in the Imperial City, he developed a physical aversion to food and could not show any interest in it.

"There's nothing on this table full of food that you like to eat?"

Wen Jin glanced at the table. The dishes were rich in variety and good in color, but he had no appetite at all, so he shook his head: "Your Highness, just like it and don't pay attention to me."

"Let's do this. You choose one of the dishes that you like more." Yan Qing seemed to be negotiating terms with him, "Then eat the one you picked out, and I can grant you another request tonight."