Chapter 216 Ascending to Haotian

Yan Qing looked at him nonchalantly: "You are a powerful minister, so you put on this little white rabbit expression, do you think it's appropriate? Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood?"

"Misunderstood what?"

"Misunderstood that you are a gigolo."

Wen Jin pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were full of awe-inspiring charm: "I don't care about this."

As long as she can be labeled, any identity doesn't matter.

Powerful ministers, flatterers, treacherous ministers, favorite ministers... they are all the same in his eyes.

Yan Qing didn't say anything, quietly admiring the beautiful face in front of him, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "It's true that people live as they please, without worrying about worldly views, moral rules, or other people's wishes. As long as you are free and at ease, don't worry about the outside world."

"Your Highness is right." Wen Jin said seriously, "I will try my best to make your Highness live as he pleases and be at ease."

Yan Qing stretched out her hand to hook his chin, thinking: "Wen Jin, what do you think if I change my mind one day..."

"Your Highness won't." Wen Jin grabbed her hand and kissed her intimately, "Your Highness won't."

Yan Qing pondered: "A lifetime is long, who dares to guarantee decades of loyalty?"

Wen Jin was silent for a moment: "Even if I can only be happy for ten years, I will be content."

He just wants to cherish the present and dare not think about the future.

If they can know each other for a lifetime, it will certainly be his lifelong joy, but even if they can't... Even if they can't, he won't force it.

His Highness's happiness is his happiness.

If she really likes someone else...

Wen Jin's heart was sharply stabbed, but he still firmly thought that if his Highness really liked someone else, he would also fulfill it and silently bless her.

As long as she was happy, he was happy.

"It's getting late." Wen Jin kissed her hand, "Your Highness, go to bed first."

Yan Qing looked at him carelessly, with a rare tenderness in his eyes.

Whether it was fate or not, their fate in this life had been tied together. Yan Qing knew better than anyone that there would be no other person in the world who loved her as deeply as Wen Jin.

There would also be no other person who made her feel that this person should belong to her just by looking at him.

Yan Qing smiled and said that it was meaningless to say that he was loyal and loyal until the end of the world.

The only interesting thing was this person.

There was no need for so many vows to embellish them, no need for promises to decorate them. Where she was, Wen Jin felt like he had the whole world.

Vice versa.

Yan Qing closed her eyes. No matter in the past, present or future, no one else could replace Wen Jin's position in her heart.

It was a quiet and beautiful night. Even the moonlight outside the window seemed to become gentle and tender.

The next day, before the sky was fully bright, the wheels of the carriages were heard on the imperial road leading to the palace. The ministers entered the palace to attend the court as usual. The calm on the surface could not hide the undercurrents underneath.

Today was destined to be an extraordinary day.

The emperor had not attended the court for several days because of his illness. The eunuch Wei beside the emperor would sing loudly in the hall every time: "The emperor is not well, so he is exempt from the court today——"

The ministers withdrew one after another and went to their respective departments to take duty and deal with the things they should deal with.

Today was different from usual.

The ministers stood in the side hall waiting, more quietly than usual, and only the occasional eye contact revealed an unusual atmosphere.

The long bell rang outside.

"The emperor has issued an order, all ministers, listen to it!"

The ministers walked to the hall one after another, stood in order, lifted their robes and knelt on the ground: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Wei Changhai held the imperial edict in his hand, stood on the steps of the palace and looked down at the ministers, his tone respectful and polite: "My lords, this is the abdication edict written by the emperor yesterday. Do you want to read it in person, or do you want me to read it?"

As soon as the voice fell, a loud voice sounded outside: "The chief of the Imperial Observatory has arrived!"

"Lord Wen has arrived!"