Mind Voice Leaked, Entering an Imaginary Dynasty with a System

As the most outstanding anti-drug police officer in China in her previous life, Qin Qianluo tragically died at the age of twenty-five during an undercover mission. She accidentally activated a dorm...

Chapter 100 The War King's Heir (Part 3)

A biting north wind howled, and snowflakes fluttered down outside the hall, blanketing the world in silver. Inside, everyone was lost in their own thoughts.

The ministers were also full of curiosity about how this woman planned to end things, after all, the Crown Prince of War was exceptionally intelligent and decisive from a young age, and was not an utterly foolish person.

No one could imagine that they would actually be outmaneuvered by this woman and lose the prestige and wealth of the entire War King's Mansion.

However, when they thought of what 001 had said at the beginning, their hearts pounded again, and they continued to listen with trepidation and uncertainty.

If Qin Qianluo's attention could be diverted even a little bit at this moment, she would definitely realize that what her colleagues were saying was completely nonsensical.

It was just a bunch of people talking nonsense, repeating the same thing over and over again, with absolutely no logic.

And their peripheral vision was all subtly drifting toward her, their gazes revealing an indescribable strangeness.

Unfortunately, her attention was completely absorbed in the light screen, and she was intently watching the seemingly weak woman on the screen who was cunningly deceiving others.

001 flipped through the documents, oblivious to her surroundings. "Luo Bao, Ning Chenjin did indeed come to the capital with the War King. That woman is currently in his room, and the two of them are being all lovey-dovey."

As she spoke, 001 thoughtfully switched the light screen so that Qin Qianlu could see clearly.

The scene on the screen instantly changed, from the woman's scam to Ning Chenjin and the woman embracing tightly.

The cold wind howled outside the window, and the window frame creaked slightly, but an ambiguous atmosphere filled the room.

Ning Chenjin stood tall and straight, his black brocade robe highlighting his nobility. His eyes were filled with tenderness and affection as he stared intently at the beauty in his arms, as if he wanted to melt her into his very bones.

The woman, dressed in a moon-white silk dress, with a graceful figure, nestled in his arms like a willow swaying in the breeze.

Her small face, occasionally tilted up, was as smooth as jade, her eyebrows and eyes filled with affection, her gaze full of shyness, and a few strands of hair fell beside her fair neck, adding to her charming and touching beauty.

The two whispered to each other. Ning Chenjin leaned down slightly, his thin lips lightly touching the woman's ear. The warm breath from his whisper made her earlobe turn red, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

She tilted her head back coquettishly, parted her red lips slightly, and spoke a few words in a soft voice. Her voice seemed to have a hook, making Ning Chenjin's heart itch.

He was completely captivated, his eyes filled with tenderness and doting affection as he gently stroked the woman's silky hair, his fingers slowly weaving through it.

It was as if it were the most precious treasure in the world, something she couldn't bear to let go of. From time to time, the woman would shyly lower her head, her appearance resembling a water lily unable to withstand the cool breeze.

Occasionally, she would gently pat Ning Chenjin's chest with her soft, boneless hand, the movement as gentle as a spring breeze, carrying a lingering affection that was hard to express and a hint of coy reluctance.

This action caused Ning Chenjin to hold her even tighter. He lowered his head and whispered in the woman's ear, his warm breath brushing against her cheek, causing a charming blush to rise on her face.

The woman swayed slightly, as if she were being coquettish. One hand rested lightly on Ning Chenjin's shoulder, her fingers gently twitching, while the other hand gently encircled Ning Chenjin's neck.

Ning Chenjin's smile deepened, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her waist as if afraid she would suddenly disappear. He also buried his head in the woman's neck and gently rubbed against her.

The woman tilted her head slightly, her eyes glazed over, and gently breathed into Ning Chenjin's ear. Ning Chenjin trembled and hugged the woman even tighter.

She lightly ran her fingers along Ning Chenjin's back, with a hint of provocation.

Ning Chenjin took her restless hand, placed it to his lips and gently kissed it. The woman giggled, her laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells.

Their bodies drew closer and closer, their breathing becoming rapid. The woman tiptoed, bringing her face ever closer to Ning Chenjin's, as if they were about to kiss.

Ning Chenjin's eyes were filled with anticipation and longing; his burning gaze seemed capable of melting everything.

Seeing this blush-inducing and heart-pounding scene, many officials blushed instantly, exchanging bewildered glances with awkwardness and unease in their eyes.

Some of the old ministers who always valued etiquette and followed the rules were so angry that their faces turned as red as pig liver and their breathing became rapid.

If they hadn't retained a sliver of reason, they would have known perfectly well that they absolutely could not make a sound at this moment, lest Princess Qingyun notice their unusual behavior.

Knowing that they could hear her thoughts, she probably couldn't help but curse and vent her anger and dissatisfaction.

When the War King caught a glimpse of this scene, he awkwardly looked away, his facial muscles twitching slightly as he muttered to himself.

He really didn't want to admit that the person smiling so infatuatedly and with such tender eyes on the screen was his own son, the one he had placed so much hope in and who was usually so spirited.

This is so shameful! If that woman hadn't been a swindler with ill intentions, I might have been somewhat pleased to see this.

After all, this meant that his lineage could continue, and that his eldest son liked women and was not a heartless person.

But the woman was not only a swindler, but also a married woman. The fact that so many people had witnessed this scene fueled his rage and anger.

As the emperor looked at the images on the screen, he couldn't help but recall that he had been shown in the same way in his study before.

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