Chapter 95 Don't Lift Yourself Up

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the night market. The streets of the night market were brightly lit, with shops lined up, and young men and women coming and going, showing the bustle.

The Chu national customs system was open, and the curfew was not strict. The night market was allowed by the court, but in recent years, under the pressure of the eldest princess, young men studied at home during the day and did not dare to show their faces too much at night.

Especially some men with outstanding looks, they would not go out if they could, for fear that they would be taken back to the mansion by the eldest princess as male favorites, which would not only ruin their future, but also their lives.

As a result, most of the men coming and going in this night market were over 30 years old, or people with ordinary looks, and it was rare to see outstanding young men from aristocratic families.

Yan Qing and Wen Jin were too dazzling, and they attracted many amazing sights as soon as they entered the market.

In the dim light at the entrance of the market, Ji Chengyin watched the two people strolling on the street with a cold look and said nothing.

"Your Highness." The servant beside him frowned and looked at the two people's leisurely figures. "This divine doctor Yan is too ungrateful. She actually hangs out with a man openly and is dissatisfied with your Highness's decision to take her as a concubine. Isn't this a slap in your Highness's face?"

Ji Chengyin didn't say anything, but his expression was gloomy and unhappy.

Originally, he thought that disobeying the order was only Ji Weiyu's business, because Ji Weiyu had previously revealed her intention to protect Doctor Yan, and vaguely seemed to like this female doctor.

He also wanted to reason with Ji Weiyu, and wanted to tell him that the son of God should be pure in body and mind, without emotion and desire, and should not be immersed in love. Unexpectedly, before he saw Ji Weiyu, he saw this woman and a man walking out of the palace and sitting in the carriage used by the Phoenix King.

Following all the way, he found that they actually came to visit the night market.

Ji Chengyin stared at the backs of the two men: "Who is that man?"

The guards behind him all bowed their heads: "I don't know."

"This king wants to know all his details." Ji Chengyin said coldly, "Go and check it immediately."

"Yes."

The two men left, leaving six guards and a servant to protect their master's safety.

Ji Chengyin turned and headed for the long street.

Yan Qing bought two sets of clothes for Wen Jin, "Buy two sets to wear on the road first, and then tailor a few more sets when you return to Zhuque City."

Yan Qing looked at Wen Jin: "You have been dusty all the way, it's rare that your clothes are spotless."

Wen Jin lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "The clothes are placed in the bag, so they won't get dirty."

She liked the way he looked in white clothes, and Wen Jin would always pay attention to his clothes, but it was really inconvenient to carry too many things on a long journey, so he only brought two sets of clothes, one inside and one outside, and no extra ones.

The fabrics Yan Qing bought for him were naturally the best, but the best fabrics in the world were all from the royal family, and could not be bought in shops outside. Compared with what she had prepared for Wen Jin before, they were slightly inferior.

That's why she said she would make do with it.

Although Wen Jin was particularly strict in learning things in Suzaku City before, his luxurious clothes and food were no worse than those of the serious dignitaries. The young man who was pampered in the pile of brocade, with his naturally delicate face, naturally had outstanding temperament.

However, Wen Jin always thought that his face and temperament were pampered by His Highness, and had nothing to do with his natural appearance. After all, he had fallen to a situation worse than a beggar, and there was nothing on his body that could be associated with "beauty" except being dirty and embarrassed.

The two paid the money and asked the shopkeeper to deliver the clothes to the Fengwang Mansion later. When they turned around and left the shop, their footsteps paused at the same time.

Wen Jin glanced at Yan Qing.

"Don't worry about it." Yan Qing said indifferently, "Go buy two more pairs of shoes."

Wen Jin hummed.

Wen Jin followed the man from outside the palace, and knew who the person behind him was. He had already had the intention to kill him, but His Highness did not allow him to kill.

Wen Jin lowered his eyes and ignored him.

But just because they ignored him did not mean that the man would know what was good for him: "Doctor Yan."

Ji Chengyin came over and stopped in front of Yan Qing and Wen Jin, his eyes fell on Yan Qing's bright and beautiful face, and an unconcealable surprise appeared in his eyes.

He said, how could a woman with such a slender and extraordinary temperament not have a stunning face?

Although she was wearing a veil to cover her face when he saw her last time, Ji Chengyin had always been obsessed with her. As soon as the Queen Mother's matter was resolved, he could not wait to ask his mother to take her as a concubine, which was also a reward for her saving King Feng.

But he did not expect that Ji Weiyu would dare to disobey the Queen's order, and forcefully ordered people to drive Cui Mama out of the palace, and also had people throw out the things he brought.

Ji Chengyin was full of anger, but when he saw Yan Qing, his anger subsided a little.

Beauty always makes people feel better.

Ji Chengyin glanced at Wen Jin's face, then frowned. He didn't expect that this man also had such an outstanding face. He looked a little surprised: "What is your name, sir?"

Wen Jin lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his hands quietly.

"Prince Jing is also here to visit the night market?" Yan Qing smiled coldly, "The night market in Chu is very lively."

Ji Chengyin stared at her face, with obvious greed in his eyes: "Why is Doctor Yan unwilling to be my concubine? Is he disgusted with this identity, or is there another reason?"

"Prince Jing is joking." Yan Qing said indifferently, "I am here only for the body of King Feng. When his body is healed, I will leave here. I don't plan to stay in Chu for a long time."

Ji Chengyin said: "What if I want you to stay?"

"Prince Jing is exalting himself." Yan Qing sneered, "We have something else to do, so we can't keep you company."

As he said that, he was about to leave.

"Stop." Ji Chengyin said coldly, "This king is willing to give you the title of concubine, which is a respect for you. If Doctor Yan really doesn't like this status, this king can only ask the emperor to issue an order-"

A cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

"Wen Jin." Yan Qing frowned and reached out to grab his wrist, "Are you looking for a fight again?"

Wen Jin lowered his eyebrows and stepped back.

"Prince Jing probably didn't understand what I meant." Yan Qing looked at the man in front of him and smiled nonchalantly, "Do you know what the consequences of offending a doctor who is good at poisoning people will be?"

Before Ji Chengyin had time to speak, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and his face turned pale: "You——"

"Don't need to find a doctor, and don't alarm anyone. The pain will last all night, and the symptoms will disappear tomorrow morning, otherwise your life will be in danger," Yan Qing looked at him with pity, "Not everyone in this world can revolve around you, and there should be a limit to overestimating your own abilities."

After that, he grabbed Wen Jin's wrist and walked away.

"Your Highness Prince Jing!" The guards hurried forward, "What's wrong with your Highness?"

Ji Chengyin felt a needle-like pain in his heart, but it didn't hurt to the point of being in agony, but the sharp pain in his internal organs also made his face pale. He stared at Yan Qing's back with hatred, his face as gloomy as water.

He wanted to have them arrested, but the precedent of the eldest princess and the queen mother was right in front of him, so he didn't dare to underestimate Yan Qing's methods.

"Go back to the palace." Ji Chengyin turned coldly, "Let someone keep an eye on the Fengwang Palace and don't let them leave."

"Yes."

Yan Qing took Wen Jin to buy two pairs of shoes. Wen Jin followed quietly along the way. The dagger had been put back into his sleeve. His eyes were always on his wrist, and the corners of his lips slightly pursed up a soft arc.

After buying shoes, he naturally went back home.

Yan Qing got on the carriage and waited for Wen Jin to come in. He said in a light tone: "I told you not to kill people, but you just can't remember it?"

Wen Jin knelt down as soon as he entered the carriage and admitted his mistakes in a low voice.

Yan Qing looked at him expressionlessly. Every time he admitted his mistakes, he admitted them straightforwardly, docilely and humbly, and never made excuses.

What should be done after admitting the mistakes will not change at all.