"Very well, I agree."
Yan Wan smiled upon hearing this.
"Thank you, Your Highness. I will go wash up now."
Ji Mohan turned and left. Yan Wan heard the noise but didn't pay attention; he would be back in a while.
After Yan Wan finished washing up, she went straight to bed to rest. However, today was her wedding day, and she was too excited to sleep.
If in a while
Should I agree or refuse?
I'm so conflicted!
As Yan Wan pondered this, sleepiness slowly crept in. Just then, the door creaked open, and Ji Mohan, his clothes damp with sweat, walked in. It seemed he had just taken a shower. Dressed in dark pajamas, he slowly approached the bedside.
Yan Wan's heart was pounding. Just as Ji Mohan was about to reach the bedside, he suddenly changed direction, took out a quilt from the bottom of the wardrobe next to him, and spread it on the floor.
"Your Highness, the ground is cold. Go to bed and sleep." Yan Wan asked, dumbfounded, after watching Ji Mohan's series of bizarre actions.
"It's alright, I'll sleep here," Ji Mohan refused, as if Yan Wan were some kind of monster.
Yan Wan was almost laughing in anger. Fine, fine, if you like sleeping on the floor so much, then you can sleep on the floor every day from now on!
"Fine, then Your Highness may do as you please." Yan Wan said angrily, turning her back to Ji Mohan.
Ji Mohan glanced at his youngest daughter, who was curled up in anger with her back to him, and smiled faintly before closing his eyes.
A moment later, the angry woman, shamelessly, secretly turned around and, by the moonlight, looked at the man sleeping on the floor. He had a high nose bridge and thin lips; he looked very approachable. As she looked, Yan Wan secretly chuckled. [A perverted smile]
Is it pretty?
"It looks good, it looks great..." Yan Wan's words came to an abrupt halt.
Oh no, this is so embarrassing, sob sob sob.
How embarrassing!
"What's so good about it? Go on."
"No, no, Your Highness, are you still awake?" Yan Wan quickly changed the subject, feeling awkward.
"I was almost asleep, but your laughter woke me up."
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'll stop laughing."
Wait, that's not right.
Did I just chuckle out loud?
wrong
"Okay, go to sleep early. You have to go to the palace to express your gratitude tomorrow." A deep voice sounded, reminding Yan Wan to get some rest.
"Yes, Your Highness," Yan Wan replied obediently.
Yan Wan couldn't fall asleep because she was resting too early, but she didn't dare to move around too much for fear of disturbing Ji Mohan's rest. So she could only lie on her back in bed and let her mind wander.
In truth, she did know the truth about Xue Fei's death, but would it be too cruel to tell Ji Mo Han the truth directly? Besides, if she told him the truth, how would she approach him in the future?
Let's slowly unravel the clues for him; that might be easier for him to accept than knowing the truth directly. In Ji Mohan's heart, his mother's death was the driving force behind his life. He fought on the frontier, killing enemies, all for the sake of avenging his mother. He always believed that the emperor and empress had killed Consort Xue, so he was slowly plotting a rebellion to avenge her.
In fact, Xuefei committed suicide. She was an assassin sent by the Meng Kingdom to assassinate the emperor and kill the imperial heirs, even her own children. After her identity was exposed, she even went so far as to use her own child as a hostage to force the old emperor to let her go. After the old emperor pretended to let her go, he sent people to follow her. After rescuing Ji Mohan, he originally planned to imprison her, since Ji Mohan was young and needed his mother's company. However, Xuefei actually bit through the poison sac and committed suicide.
After Ji Mohan woke up from his coma, he found that his mother was missing. He ran to find the old emperor, but overheard the old emperor talking to the eunuchs who were attending him.
"Your Majesty, what should be done with Consort Xue's body?"
"Take care of it secretly, don't let the child see it."
"Oh, right, go and tell the Empress."
Thus, Ji Mohan mistakenly believed that Xue Fei was killed by the emperor and empress. He secretly amassed troops and grain, hoping to one day avenge Xue Fei.
However, after searching for so many years, he found no conclusive evidence. Everything about Xuefei seemed to have vanished overnight, leaving nothing behind.
Ji Mohan searched desperately for evidence because deep down he didn't want to believe that his most respected father and the empress who treated him so well had killed his mother. However, with the evidence fabricated by the Meng and Yue kingdoms, the finger pointed directly at the emperor and empress. Finally, under pressure from various factors, Ji Mohan directly rebelled and forced the emperor to abdicate.
The old emperor originally wanted to keep it from Ji Mohan, not wanting his gentle and virtuous mother to turn into a ruthless killer. However, the Yin Kingdom was on the verge of collapse and had no choice but to tell him the truth.
It turned out that his hatred over the years had been a complete joke, and he had even let the enemy into the country, plunging Yin into war. He was a sinner, a sinner of Yin. To atone for his sins, Ji Mohan volunteered to go to the border to once again guard the frontier for Great Yin and repel the enemy. Three years of chaos ensued, and indeed, he succeeded. He protected Great Yin, and in his final battle, he died on the battlefield.
He died on the battlefield just when he was about to win the final battle. This ending moved countless fans of the original book. He lived his life in hatred and guilt. In the early stages, he wanted to avenge his mother, and in the later stages, he wanted to atone for his sins. He never lived a single day for himself.
Ji Mohan's life was filled with despair, helplessness, and guilt, which suffocated him.
"Sigh!" Yan Wan sighed softly, then turned to look at the man sleeping on the ground by the moonlight. His face was as handsome as jade, he was really good-looking!
Ji Mohan, how can I tell you that your mother doesn't love you?
How can I tell you that you are a child who was not born, but merely a tool she used to achieve her goals?
Not all parents in this world love their children.
For Xue Fei, Ji Mo Han was a puppet to conceal her identity. She did not love Ji Mo Han; she only cared about whether the mission could be completed.
For the old emperor, Ji Mohan was the general guarding the border and the guarantee for his stable position. He did not love Ji Mohan. Emperors are fickle, especially since he had six sons. He didn't care about any of them; he only cared about himself.
Ji Mo Han, Ji Mo Han, how could you live such a bitter life? The original author only gave you a little sweetness, which was to make you fall in love with Jing Xi. However, Jing Xi ultimately chose the Crown Prince, and Ji Mo Han got nothing.
As she pondered, drowsiness gradually crept in, and Yan Wan slowly fell asleep facing Ji Mohan.
Hearing the gradually calming breathing from the bed, the person on the ground opened their cold eyes and turned to look at the person sleeping soundly with half their face covered by the blanket. Then, they gently closed their eyes and fell asleep facing the person on the bed.
The moonlight, like strands of silver, gently sprinkled across the earth. Under its glow, everything appeared so peaceful and serene, as if time itself had frozen in that moment.
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