He was a true gentleman who never took advantage of others in distress, and used all his salary to help refugees.

After he was imprisoned, his colleagues and fellow scholars who had taken the imperial examinations with him all worked tirelessly to help him.

Unfortunately, the emperor did not resort to torture; he simply imprisoned him without harming his life, so the reaction was minimal.

Jiang Yuqin had a close personal relationship with Zhao Jing and had visited his home before. He had also met Jiang Tian several times and always addressed her respectfully as "sister-in-law."

Now, the two are forced to share a room, and are even about to commit indecent acts, which is undoubtedly torture for Jiang Yuqin.

If it weren't for the chaos of the times ahead, and Jiang Yuqin's desire to do something for the country and its people rather than waste his life, he would have ended his own life long ago.

Now, he wants to live, but he doesn't want to get involved with people he shouldn't, so he can only beg Jiang Tian to let him go.

Sensing the fear in his voice, Jiang Tian shook her head and gave him a helpless yet sympathetic smile.

"Young Master Jiang seems to be unaware of the current situation. This medicine is not something that can be cured simply by enduring it; if it is not expelled, both of us will die."

Confined to a small space, Jiang Tian seemed to be in good spirits.

Her performance unexpectedly pleased the emperor, and the palace maids and servants, seeing the wind blowing, naturally served her extremely well.

However, she seemed somewhat heartless at this moment, helping Jiang Yuqin take off his clothes with a blank expression.

Jiang Yuqin wanted to resist, but he didn't dare to touch Jiang Tian.

He gritted his teeth and desperately shrank into the corner.

“Young Master Jiang, there’s no need to be afraid. After tonight, you can say that I forced you. Anyway, my reputation is already ruined.”

Jiang Tian's tone was indifferent.

Jiang Yuqin clutched his clothes, his hands bulging with veins.

He looked up, his voice trembling: "Please, let me go... throw me out..."

“If I lose you, I will have no antidote. Call me a poisonous woman if you want, or think of me as a venomous snake if you want, today we are determined to accomplish something good.”

Jiang Tian looked into his eyes: "Didn't you still want to serve the people? If you were to die today, it would be such a loss. Even if you were thrown out, no one would give you the antidote. Instead of seeking that sliver of hope, you should peacefully work with me to accomplish something good."

Jiang Yuqin almost bit his lip until it bled.

He knew in his heart that there were indeed many people of unknown origin in this courtyard, and perhaps there were people willing to help him, but the chances were too slim.

However, her identity was too special... He simply couldn't do it.

Seeing the vulnerability and confusion on his face, Jiang Tian sighed and suddenly found a piece of silk and blindfolded him.

Just pretend you've encountered a bad guy.

Jiang Yuqin tried to struggle again, but the next moment, his body stiffened—

What's done is done.

Jiang Tian whispered in his ear, "Excuse me, I just want to live..."

Jiang Yuqin was surrounded by complete darkness, and his other senses were amplified to an extreme degree.

He felt as if his soul had jumped out of his body.

There was nothing that could be done; there was no way to reverse the situation.

My consciousness was lost in a vast emptiness, and before long, I vaguely saw a burst of fireworks blooming before my eyes.

The moonlight was exceptionally bright that night, and the gentleman, praised by others as being even more radiant than the moonlight, could only grit his teeth and endure it...

The morning sunlight filled the courtyard.

Jiang Tian was dressing with her back to Jiang Yuqin, her snow-white back covered by her long, dark hair, giving her a bewitching beauty.

Jiang Yuqin glanced at it unintentionally, and as if he had been burned, he quickly looked away.

Last night, in the middle of the night, the silk ribbon had long since disappeared.

There's no point in deceiving yourself.

Jiang Yuqin's gaze was somewhat vacant.

He didn't come to his senses until he saw Jiang Tian get off the bed.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again in resignation.

There's really nothing to say...

The two were tied together by the emperor like toys; who would have thought what these grains of sand were thinking?

If it were an ordinary woman, with both of them unmarried, and the deed done, he would naturally come to her door to ask for her hand in marriage.

But Jiang Tian... she has a husband.

Her husband was also his best friend.

Jiang Yuqin recalled those scorching moments from last night and closed his eyes in despair.

“Young Master Jiang, there’s no need to worry. I’ve already said it, you can treat me as a bandit, a vicious woman, or even a human being, it’s all fine. What happened yesterday was something I forced you to do, so try to think more positively.”

Jiang Tian looked at him quietly, her voice completely flat.

Jiang Yuqin recalled the dignified and elegant woman he had seen before, and then saw her now, heartbroken but forced to put on a brave face, and felt a pang of inexplicable pain in his heart.

However, there are some things he cannot say.

The two remained silent as they dressed themselves.

A short while later, Jiang Yuqin was taken away by the guards.

The next day, news that Zhao Jing's wife had forced the newly appointed top scholar Jiang Yuqin to commit adultery spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Zhao Jing has been cuckolded yet again.

Zhao Jing remained unfazed upon hearing the news.

Seeing that he remained calm, the Third Prince couldn't help but admire him; he could never have been so patient.

Even though he left his wife and children in the capital, it was for the sake of his great cause. His wife was willing to die for him, but she absolutely could not commit adultery or betray him.

If he really did it, even if she didn't die, he would force-feed her a bowl of medicine and send her to meet the King of Hell.

Jiang Tian's reputation spread once again, and with it came a large number of rewards from the emperor.

The emperor realized that the situation was now beyond saving.

The only thing he might be able to control is the capital.

So he treats whoever makes him happy the best.

After venting her anger in the imperial study, Jiang Tian was summoned by the emperor.

A foolish emperor, and a place known for its virtuous men, would naturally not have any other intentions towards Jiang Tian.

"How do you feel about having successfully accomplished things with two of Zhao Jing's friends in a row?"

Jiang Tian knelt there respectfully, her voice neither too loud nor too soft: "Your Majesty, the feeling is wonderful."

The emperor burst into laughter, thoroughly pleased.

He stared at Jiang Tian: "The officials are against me harming good ministers any further. If I don't follow their wishes, I might not be able to sit on this throne tomorrow. In that case, your courtyard will probably be empty."

"Now, in other people's eyes, you're a promiscuous harlot, and you can't even see a man anymore. What are you going to do?"

Jiang Tian suddenly looked up at the emperor: "Why don't you take me into the palace and make me your foot-washing maid? Zhao Jing's wife has become the current emperor's foot-washing maid, I'm sure he won't have a good time."

The emperor's expression shifted, and he smiled as he stared at Jiang Tian, ​​looking her over: "You hate him very much?"

Jiang Tian's voice was flat: "Yes, I hated him from the moment he abandoned me in the capital."

"How much do you hate him?" the emperor asked with great interest.

Jiang Tian raised her head and slowly said to the emperor, "I want to kill him."

Upon hearing this, the emperor's eyes gleamed with delight: "Very well, I grant your permission! Starting tomorrow, you shall become my foot-washing maid."

Jiang Tian kowtowed to express her gratitude, and then said, "Besides that, I have one more request."

The emperor raised an eyebrow: "Go ahead and say it, I might not agree."