Chapter 223 Time Cannot Be Wasted

In the afternoon, Yan Qing sat in front of the window reading a book, and Wen Jin sat opposite to watch Yan Qing. The beauty was like a painting, and the gentleman was handsome and elegant. From a distance, it was really a beautiful picture.

However, probably no one could remain calm after being stared at for an hour without blinking - except Yan Qing.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the evening glow shone through the window, falling on Yan Qing's gorgeous and noble face, making her skin as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes charming, and her beauty was soul-stirring.

Wen Jin was just watching quietly at first, but after watching for a while, he couldn't help but lose his mind, immersed in the beauty of the prince, and even forgot to add tea for Yan Qing.

To be honest, for a moment, Yan Qing actually enjoyed this feeling.

After all, women are vain.

Being stared at by such an outstanding man, she was fascinated and fascinated, and from time to time she raised the corners of her lips, with an expression of picking up a treasure... It was obviously a silent compliment to the woman's face, and this man was her favorite person.

But praising and wasting time are two different things.

After being stared at for an hour, Yan Qing finally put down the book in his hand and looked up at Wen Jin: "Have you seen enough?"

Wen Jin finally came back to his senses and shook his head calmly: "No."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking back?"

"No." Wen Jin smiled gently, "I am just telling the truth. I really haven't seen enough. No matter how I look, I can't see enough."

"In that case, I want to enjoy you." Yan Qing leaned aside and hooked his finger at Wen Jin lazily, "Starting immediately, I want to experience the feeling of a handsome man by my side and the king not attending the morning court."

Wen Jin was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly: "How does Your Highness want to enjoy me?"

"What do you think?"

Wen Jin stood up very cooperatively: "I will go and wash myself."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows: "Don't you have anything to say?"

"As long as Your Highness wants to use me, I will serve you at any time." Wen Jin finished speaking, and added, "I said before that Your Highness can favor me at any time."

Yan Qing sighed: "You are so smart."

Wen Jin turned and left.

Yan Qing sighed at his slender back, feeling melancholy about the ten years she had wasted in her previous life.

However, this melancholy was only for a moment. She had not thought about the past for a long time, and there was no point in thinking about it now.

What she should think about now is how to grasp the present, enjoy herself in time, and enjoy a hearty rain.

Wen Jin came back from the bath soon, wearing a snow-white nightgown. She was so perfect from head to toe that people couldn't help but want to ravage her.

So Yan Qing quickly followed her heart, walked to the inner room, and pushed him directly onto the bed.

The evening glow was gorgeous, and the bedroom was also full of spring light.

The panic caused by the search of the Zhenguo Mansion obviously did not affect the Princess's Mansion. The civil and military officials in the court were silent, and it did not affect the Princess's lovemaking with Wen Jin.

The two of them spent the day leisurely and calmly, and the next day was no exception. Wen Jin and Yan Qing seemed to have completely forgotten the smoke of war caused by the change of the country outside. They rested for two days in the princess's house. They ate, drank tea and chatted about trivial matters during the day, and did some intense exercise on a whim, adding some pleasure to the leisure of the peaceful years.

However, the leisurely and happy time always passed quickly. The sun rose and set, and the sun rose and set, and two days passed.

Before dawn on the fifth day of September, the civil and military officials of the whole court arrived at the gate of the Princess's Mansion again, kneeling to welcome Her Majesty to the palace to attend the coronation ceremony.

Wen Jin stood in the inner room in neat clothes, silently watching the palace maids help Yan Qing change into a bright yellow dragon robe. The woman had a slender figure, and the well-fitting robe was worn on her body, which set off her dignity that could not be ignored, as if she was born to stand on the clouds and look down on all living beings, unattainable and daunting.

Wen Jin's eyes were full of emotion, and he looked at his highness gently... No, from today on, he has officially become his majesty.

Everything outside has been arranged. Wen Jin will stay with her today and will not allow any accidents to happen.

She was dressed properly, with the noble nine-dragon pendant symbolizing the emperor's status on her waist. Her eyebrows were cold and beautiful, and her radiance was unmatched.

The palace maids bowed and retreated to both sides, kneeling according to etiquette, as if they were already paying homage to the emperor.

Yan Qing raised his eyes slightly and looked at Wen Jin: "Lord Wen's clothes are very beautiful."

Wen Jin was wearing a black and red robe today. The black python pattern brocade robe represented his noble status second only to Her Majesty the Queen. The collar, cuffs and hem of the robe were trimmed with red, representing the joy of getting married today.

"I rarely wore this color before." Wen Jin's face was glowing with a soft luster, "But from today on, I will fall in love with this color."

Yan Qing raised his lips imperceptibly and handed him his hand: "Let's go out together."

Wen Jin hummed, took her hand as if it were a treasure, turned around and walked out step by step.

Wherever the two of them passed, countless palace servants knelt on the ground, silently paying homage to the only empress in the history of the Great Yong Dynasty.

After leaving the Princess's Mansion, Yan Qing and Wen Jin sat on the imperial sedan chair and headed to the palace in a grand manner amid the homage of civil and military officials.

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