Chapter 227 I Had a Dream

Compared to Yan Chen's overflowing expressions of resentment and resentment, Wen Jin's tone at this time was particularly gentle, like a well-educated nobleman with excellent demeanor: "I once had a dream."

Yan Chen's eyes narrowed: "Dream?"

"Yes." Wen Jin nodded with a slight smile, "I had a bad dream. I dreamed that you were vicious and plotting against His Majesty all the time. I was so filled with hatred that I wished I could cut you into pieces and give you three thousand Ling Chi. Knife, knife to the bone.”

Yan Chen shuddered involuntarily.

"Does King Xian really want to know what kind of dream I have?" Wen Jin looked at the sky outside, "Although it is already late, I am willing to tell you. After all, if I don't tell you tonight, I may not tell you in the future. No chance."

Yan Chen looked at him as if he were looking at a monster: "Wen Jin, you——"

"Actually, Your Majesty used to be very kind, as gentle as a fairy." Wen Jin seemed to be immersed in distant memories, her voice became much gentler unconsciously, "She has done many good deeds, but she still can't get rid of the person who was specially designed for her. She was destined to be the 'Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil', which made her dearest people unable to tolerate her, and everyone treated her like a snake and scorpion, until they eventually killed her. "

Kill her?

Yan Chen was startled: "Isn't Yan Qing alive and well? Who killed her? Wen Jin, please stop talking nonsense here."

"Is Prince Xian deaf, or are noble people forgetful?" Wen Jin frowned, "Didn't I just tell you that I had a dream?"

Yan Chen was so angry that he was breathing rapidly: "The dream you had is false! Everyone dreams when they sleep. Do you want to blame me for the illusory things in the dream?"

"Don't be so excited, be careful not to get anxious." Wen Jin reminded him kindly, "I asked people to send you here to recuperate. Although staying with the Queen Mother often can make you feel better, you still have to do it on weekdays. Keep a calm mind and a stable mood, and remember to be both anxious and angry, happy and sad.”

"Wen Jin, you misunderstood me!" Yan Chen seemed to suddenly think of something, "Did you dream that Xiao Jinghan poisoned Yan Qing? That was what the father meant and had nothing to do with me. The father has passed away. What's the point of venting your resentment on me? Besides, it's just a dream, and it's a lie! Why do you want to accuse me?"

"King Xian, please pay attention to your manners." Wen Jin reminded him unhurriedly, "How can someone who has been the king of a country be so unbecoming?"

Yan Chen's face turned red and he breathed rapidly.

"Your Majesty has suffered for so many years. Although the late emperor has a responsibility that cannot be shied away from, you mother and son cannot escape the blame." Wen Jin smiled, feeling like a spring breeze, "It's a pity that the late emperor has passed away. I can't put him to death." The body will be dug up to vent, so you and the Queen Mother have to bear the burden. "

"Wen Jin——"

"Have a good rest." Wen Jin bowed gracefully, more polite than usual, "Goodbye."

After leaving these two words, he Shi Shiran turned and left, his posture calm and elegant, and he had the air of a noble man.

The night is as dark as ink, and the palace lanterns are lit.

Wen Jin walked on the quiet palace road in the night. The six palace ladies in front held lamps to guide the way, and several people followed from a distance behind him, their heads lowered, and their footsteps were so light that they were almost inaudible.

Wen Jin's eyes fell on them and he chuckled silently.

Okay, no matter what, he is considered a royal now.

This style is really good, as if the queen of the harem is on a tour.

Thinking that there was someone waiting for her in Jiuhua Palace, Wen Jin couldn't help but quicken her steps.

This feeling seems to warm up the whole body, brush away all negative emotions, and make people see only light and beauty.