Chapter 81 When Enemies Meet, They Are Extremely Jealous

Wen Jin finished the second cup and put down the teacup.

His eyes fell on Yan Qing's cold side face, and Wen Jin's eyes were filled with emotions as deep as thick ink, paranoia and depression, like surging waves.

"The rebels are fake." Wen Jin finally spoke. The first sentence was to explain the affairs of the rebels. It was easier to talk about the serious matters. "Feng Tianqi was arranged by me. He deliberately released the news of the rebellion in order to have a chance to leave." Imperial City, and the military power of Xiao Chongshan."

Yan Qing didn't say a word.

Ji Weiyu knocked on the window from outside, "Your Highness, can I come in?"

"Come in."

A hint of darkness flashed across Wen Jin's eyes, and she couldn't help but think of the scene last night again.

His Highness even came all the way to Chu State for him...

"The meals are all ready." Ji Weiyu walked in with several maids and glanced at Wen Jin with an evil look, "They are all light and non-toxic, most suitable for weak patients."

It's like enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Wen Jin and Ji Weiyu are in this state now, but Wen Jin will not be as noisy and show hostility on his lips like Ji Weiyu.

If he wanted to kill the other party, he would do it quietly, without leaving even a trace of a flaw.

"Let's go eat." Yan Qing said calmly.

Wen Jin felt unsure. Even if she was really hungry, she still had no appetite for a table of food.

He couldn't grasp what Yan Qing's attitude was. Yan Qing had changed so much in the past three years, and her mood and anger were so intangible that it was hard to tell whether she was happy or unhappy at this time.

"Mr. Wen, His Highness asked you to go to dinner, couldn't you hear me?" Ji Weiyu seized the opportunity and got angry, and looked at Wen Jin's face with a sneer, "Looking at your weakness, I wonder if we thought we were abusing you. , is it possible that he wants to use a bitter trick in front of His Highness to win His Majesty's heart? "

Wen Jin didn't even give him any charity out of the corners of her eyes. She turned around and walked over and sat down at the table.

"Your Highness, do you want more tea?" Ji Weiyu asked diligently, "I'll let them make tea for Your Highness... Forget it, I'll make a pot for Your Highness myself. My craftsmanship is quite good."

Yan Qing had a calm expression from beginning to end, and just hummed after hearing Ji Wei's words.

So Ji Weiyu seemed to have received the grace of the imperial edict, and quickly asked someone to bring the best tea in the house and prepare water.

Wen Jin sat at the table and ate.

Even though he had not eaten well for several days, and he had not had a good meal for seven or eight days, his movements at this time still maintained a certain grace and calmness. He raised his hands and raised his feet as if he was a noble son who came from a century-old family.

Even though Ji Weiyu was disdainful of him, seeing his appearance now, she knew that His Highness must have trained him well, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

"What are you humming?" Yan Qing raised her eyes, "My nose hurts?"

Ji Weiyu said sarcastically: "No."

Wen Jin sat at the table with a calm expression on his face. However, only he knew how difficult it was to swallow the food in front of him.

The hand holding the chopsticks clenched uncontrollably, my heart felt so sour, and there were waves of suffocation in my chest, as if I was being grabbed by something.

For a brief moment, it seemed that even his vision was blurred. Wen Jin gently closed her eyes and told herself that the days ahead were long.

In the future, whenever he could find the slightest chance, he would crush Ji Weiyu into powder.

Although he knows better than anyone, this is difficult.

Wen Jin stared at the food in the bowl, filling her stomach mechanically, and told herself over and over again that Ji Weiyu was the Son of God revered by the people of Chu State, and that he should cut off love in this life, become ruthless and unparalleled, and become a holy and unparalleled Son of God.

Otherwise, the people of Chu State would definitely not let him go.

Wen Jin's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and suddenly he felt a little calmer.

Yes, he should make the reputation of the Son of God more famous, put all the words of praise on him, let thousands of people in Chu State respect him, worship him, and praise him as a high god.

Let him be noble and pure, and cut off all emotions and desires from now on.

At this time, Ji Weiyu didn't know that Wen Jin had been eyeing him, so he took the tea leaves and started making tea. After a while, the refreshing fragrance of tea filled the hall.

After presenting a cup of tea to Yan Qing, Ji Weiyu said, "Your Highness, try my craftsmanship."

Yan Qing took the tea cup and did not rush to taste the tea. Instead, he slowly raised it and said, "Your neck doesn't hurt anymore?"

One sentence made Ji Weiyu freeze slightly, and he frowned: "I was just unprepared last night, otherwise he would not be my opponent at all."

Yan Qing sighed calmly, narrowed her eyes and took a sip of tea.

"Your Highness, how does it taste?" Ji Weiyu looked at Yan Qing hopefully, as if asking for credit.

In Wen Jin's eyes, it felt particularly dazzling.

"It's drinkable." Yan Qing gave a two-word evaluation, "Don't drink it next time."

In front of the Eight Immortals table, Wen Jin stood up and turned to look at Yan Qing.

Bathing and dressing were completed, tea was drunk, and rice was eaten.

It's time to talk.

Yan Qing asked Ji Weiyu to arrange for the maid to collect all the dishes, then stood up and walked out: "No one else needs to follow except Wen Jin."

Ji Weiyu, who was about to follow him out, stopped instantly.

Wen Jin didn't say anything and quietly followed Yan Qing out, ignoring Ji Weiyu's hostile eyes.

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is lingering in the air everywhere.

The promenade in the back garden of Prince Feng's Mansion is connected to a lake, in which koi fish are playing leisurely. It's really enviable to watch.

Wen Jin looked at the koi in the lake, feeling a little lost.

"Did you cut off Jamel Xiao's hand?"

Wen Jin came to his senses, lowered his head and said, "Yes."

"Why?"

Because he deserves to die.

Wen Jin's heart was filled with violent anger, and then he realized something, exhaled lightly, and said calmly: "Because he deserves to die."

This sentence really did not carry a trace of anger, it sounded like saying because I was hungry, so calm, without a single ripple.

Yan Qing said indifferently: "I don't want to ask one by one, you tell me yourself."

Wen Jin whispered: "Your Highness left suddenly, and I lost my mind a little."

"Is this a reason?"

No.

Wen Jin raised his hand and slapped himself twice, with two crisp sounds, without any mercy, and after the slap, a clear five-finger mark appeared on his face.

His expression did not change at all, and he continued: "Everything started because of the Xiao family, so Xiao Jinghan deserves to die."

Yan Qing did not comment.

"I have someone spread a false message to Xiao Chongshan that the old lady of the Xiao family has passed away. Xiao Chongshan needs to go back to Jizhou to observe mourning for three years, which means that he has to hand over his military power. The emperor certainly wants to keep him, but the king rules the world with filial piety. Without a legitimate reason, he cannot keep Xiao Chongshan."

It is a rule for a son to go back to observe mourning after his mother's death. If Xiao Chongshan dares to give up mourning for his mother because of his greed for power, he will become a laughing stock of the world and bear a lifetime of infamy.

Yan Qing said indifferently: "Is the old lady of the Xiao family dead?"

"Yes." Wen Jin lowered his eyes, "The day before Xiao Chongshan returns to his hometown in Jizhou, the old lady Xiao will die as promised."

Died as promised.

Yan listened to this and turned to look at him nonchalantly, "You have a lot of tricks."

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