Chapter 2029 Imperial Uncle, the World is Now in My Hands (18)

The Wenyuan Pavilion is always unusually quiet under the starry night.

Early cicadas hibernated in the newly opened flower bushes, heralding the arrival of summer ahead of time. Outside the main hall, civil officials of the third rank and above remained, gathered around the table, and quietly discussed the Crown Prince's answer sheet.

Si Jin climbed in through the window and stopped behind Shen Linyuan, separated from the others outside by a screen.

From here, the group of people appears distant and indistinct, as if they will never know what happened behind the screen.

It's as if by turning around, one can see all the evil in one's eyes.

Si Jin moved quietly, glancing at the table in front of Shen Linyuan from one side.

While everyone outside was discussing the eldest prince, he carefully marked his answer sheet and read it over and over again.

You still say you don't like it?

Looking away, Si Jin noticed that Shen Linyuan had developed slight dark circles around his eyes.

He must have stayed up many nights arguing with the civil officials.

With a slight smile, the deity lowered his head and naturally wrapped his arms around the regent's waist.

With his head tilted to one side, he unexpectedly discovered that a white jade earring was hidden behind his hair near Shen Linyuan's left ear.

Its color is translucent, perfectly matching his skin tone which doesn't tan easily, but... it's still missing something.

What's missing?

Si Jin leaned forward and, taking advantage of a moment when a civil official turned around, bit Shen Linyuan's earlobe.

Tick-tock—

A drop of ink fell onto the white paper, and Shen Linyuan's earlobe immediately turned bright red.

Si Jin leaned contentedly against his neck and said softly, "Uncle, I need to talk to you. Why haven't you come back to the manor these days?"

Shen Linyuan put down his pen, and was about to remind Si Jin when he found that Si Jin's hand had already passed through his clothes and was openly and brazenly placed on his abs.

"You've lost weight again, but the food in the palace doesn't suit your taste?"

Shen Linyuan dared not make any sudden movements, his back instinctively straightening, and his voice, though cold and authoritative, still rang out: "What brings Your Highness here?"

"What are you doing?" Taking advantage of his reluctance to move, Si Jin decisively reached out and turned his chin.

He mimicked the way Su Linyuan forced him in his previous life, and murmured, "I miss your kiss, come and ask for one."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took the opportunity to touch Chen Linyuan's lips. In the brief moment they parted, her voice rose sharply: "Uncle, the Vice Minister of Rites has leaked the imperial examination questions for money. Should we do something about this?"

"The palace examination is crucial for selecting officials and cannot be taken lightly. I propose that the examination questions be changed without informing anyone. Those with true talent and learning will naturally be selected."

His voice was so loud that it soon attracted the attention of the officials outside.

But at this moment, they remained in this ambiguous posture, motionless.

It will be discovered. If it gets seen, how will you explain it?

If the prince has an affair with a powerful minister with ulterior motives in order to seize the throne, what will happen to Xiao Sijin's career if this gets out?

Shen Linyuan panicked and stood up decisively before the person approached.

But perhaps he was too hasty, because with a "clang", he "threw" Si Jin onto the table.

Before they could react, the civil officials emerged from behind the screen, peering intently at Si Jin on the red table.

Their pupils dilated in unison, and soon they looked at Shen Linyuan with the eyes of someone looking at a beast.

Shen Linyuan turned his head, puzzled, and saw that the young man, who had been dressed neatly just moments before, had somehow lost the front of his clothes.

A distinct red mark appeared where her hand was covering, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with the vibrant colors of spring.

But then he stood up, trying to cover up his lie by pulling his clothes together and lowering his eyes to apologize: "Uncle, I didn't lie."

It was as if this scene was deliberately staged by Shen Linyuan, a "punishment" for his lying.