Those eyes were fixed intently on her, unable to hide their excitement.
"Wan'er, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled her inside, eagerly trying to press her into his arms and kiss her, but Jiang Qingwan nimbly dodged him.
Feel the smoothness of the skin on your fingertips.
Qin Minglang became increasingly distracted.
"Wan'er, the fact that you took the initiative to ask me to see you clearly means we've reached an understanding, and you want to return to my arms. If that's the case, can't you spare me the pity of my years of longing and let me..."
Jiang Qingwan was disgusted that he would say anything more explicit, so she turned around and said coldly, "I came to find you because I have something to ask you. If you want to do something shameful, I will leave immediately."
Looking at her delicate and beautiful face, which was covered with frost.
Although Qin Minglang was displeased, he suppressed his emotions.
He personally brewed tea and poured a cup for Jiang Qingwan.
"Did the Ninth Prince develop a grudge against you because of those rumors circulating in the streets?"
Having Qin Run write the play and spread it was only one aspect; the most important thing was the incident at the old princess's birthday banquet.
Only with the approval of Prince Su would those court officials secretly push things along.
Although Mo Yunhan is favored, if he is accused of forming factions in court and using his beauty as a pretext to suppress dissidents, coupled with his great prestige in the army, how could the emperor not be suspicious and target him?
You're overthinking it.
Jiang Qingwan took the purse out of her sleeve and placed it on the table.
"There's a talisman inside. I got it for you. Keep it with you. This is the last time I'll save you."
She was about to leave after she finished speaking.
Qin Minglang was completely confused and stopped the person while clutching his purse.
"Wan'er, what do you mean by that?"
Jiang Qingwan looked up.
"You must have heard from others that I know some metaphysics and feng shui."
Qin Minglang had indeed heard this before.
But he never thought highly of Jiang Qingwan.
At that moment, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.
"You really know magic?"
“Yes.” Jiang Qingwan’s expression was firm. “Although they can’t compare to a true Celestial Master, they can indeed see more than others. What you have now is not good.”
To the untrained eye, magic and spells are shrouded in mystery and enigma.
Once it's mentioned, countless doubts and fears arise and continue to spread and grow in one's mind.
Qin Minglang was no exception.
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