Chapter 62 Let You Become More Fit
Zhu Wenqin curled her lips and said in a discontented manner:
"Your Majesty, are you making fun of me?"
Jing Siye shook his head and said gently: "I'm not teasing you, I'm caring about you."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the notebooks that were being carried onto the carriage, and a hint of deep meaning flashed in his eyes.
"However, if Qin'er wants to see something special, you can just tell me directly. There is no need to go through so much trouble."
When Zhu Wenqin heard this, her face suddenly turned even redder. He lowered his head and whispered:
"I...I just want to see those...those..."
Seeing him hesitating, Jing Siye couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"Qin'er, don't be shy. You can always be your truest self in front of me."
"oh,"
"Old man, why are you closing your stall so early today?"
Zhu Wenqin was about to step onto the carriage when suddenly a familiar voice came from behind her. She paused and slowly turned her head. When her eyes met that person, her face suddenly changed and she turned back quickly. Jing Siye noticed her strangeness and asked in a low voice:
"Qin Er, what's wrong?"
Zhu Wenqin's voice trembled slightly as she whispered, "That man is... Qin'er's younger brother, Zhu Wenshi."
Upon hearing this, Jing Siye frowned slightly and looked at the young man. Zhu Wenshi was about the same age as Zhu Wenqin, but he was fat and had big ears, with an arrogant look on his face. He was obviously a complete playboy.
Upon seeing this, the old vendor hurriedly nodded and bowed, saying with a smile: "Sir, you are late today. That gentleman has just bought all the storybooks." As he spoke, he pointed at Jing Siye.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wenshi curled his lips and sneered, "Oh, you are quite wealthy? But I don't want to make a wasted trip." As he spoke, he walked towards the carriage, his eyes lingering on Zhu Wenqin's back for a moment, feeling that she looked somewhat familiar.
Zhu Wenqin had her back to him and didn't dare to look back. Seeing this, Qi Feng and Xue Nian immediately stepped forward to stop Zhu Wenshi. The few minions behind Zhu Wenshi quickly surrounded him, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Jing Siye had a stern expression. He raised his hand to open the carriage curtain and whispered to Zhu Wenqin, "Get in the carriage first." Zhu Wenqin did not dare to hesitate and quickly got into the carriage, never daring to look up.
In front of the tailor shop on the corner of the street, Wang Zhiyan was walking out slowly carrying a newly made dress. As soon as she stepped out of the door, her eyes were attracted by the scene not far away.
She hid behind a jewelry stall and watched it all.
Zhu Wenshi found the figure more and more familiar, and his doubts grew even stronger. He walked straight towards the carriage, but was stopped by Xue Nian with his arm across. Zhu Wenshi raised his eyebrows and said in a bad tone: "Oh, you are quite courageous. You dare to stop me? Do you know who I am?"
Xue Nian looked stern and unyielding, and said calmly: "No matter who you are, you cannot approach this carriage."
Zhu Wenshi sneered and was about to get angry when Jing Siye walked out from the carriage, his eyes as cold as ice, and glanced at him coldly.
Zhu Wenshi was frightened by that look, and his momentum weakened a bit, but he still managed to speak: "Are you going to go against me?"
Jing Siye said calmly: "I'm not against you, I just don't want to cause trouble. If you know what's good for you, just leave on your own."
Zhu Wenshi raised his chin and said arrogantly, "What a big tone! Do you know who I am? I'll scare you to death if I tell you!"
Jing Siye smiled coldly, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he thought to himself: Isn’t he just a playboy in Yancheng? Something to brag about.
Zhu Wenshi puffed out his chest proudly: "I am the future second son-in-law of the current Prime Minister Wei! So, are you scared?"
When everyone heard this, their expressions froze, and it took them a moment to digest his words.
The second daughter of Prime Minister Wei, born to a concubine, was famous for her obesity.
These two people are really a perfect match.
When Zhu Wenshi saw that everyone was silent, he thought that they were frightened by his identity and became even more proud:
"How is it? Are you scared now? If you know what's good for you, hand over the new book I published today! If I'm in a good mood, I might let you go."
Jing Siye heard this with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
"Oh? Prime Minister Wei's future son-in-law, right? I heard that your future wife is a bit more 'plump' than you. How about this, I will be kind enough to help you reshape your body today so that you two can be more 'fat' and match each other?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Feng and Xue Nian attacked at the same time, punching Zhu Wenshi in the face.
Zhu Wenshi was caught off guard, his mouth opened into an "O" shape, and then he fell straight down and landed heavily on the ground.
Upon seeing this, several of his subordinates wanted to step forward to vent their master's anger, but when they saw the extraordinary momentum of Jing Siye and his group, they immediately backed off.
After all, this is the capital city. It is not uncommon to run into dignitaries here. What's more, someone who doesn't even take the prime minister seriously is obviously even more difficult to deal with.
Several people looked at each other, and finally helped the still dizzy Zhu Wenshi up dejectedly and hurriedly fled the scene.
Zhu Wenqin sat in the carriage, the noise just now still echoing in her ears.
He was feeling uneasy, and when he saw Jing Siye getting on the carriage, he couldn't wait to ask:
"Your Highness, my brother has been spoiled since he was a child and has a very domineering personality. If he goes back to complain to the Prime Minister, will the Prime Minister make things difficult for you?"
Upon hearing this, Jing Siye remained calm, with even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
He gently patted the back of Zhu Wenqin's hand, and said in a steady and firm tone: "Qin'er, don't worry. I have been fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years. What storms have I not seen? A mere prime minister is not something that I should take seriously. What's more, I have not revealed my identity in today's incident. Even if the prime minister wants to cause trouble, he will not be able to do so."
After hearing these words, Zhu Wenqin felt relieved, but the worry between her brows still remained. He whispered:
"But if Zhu Wenshi stays in the capital for a long time, there's no guarantee that I won't run into him again someday. If he recognizes me and my identity is exposed, and the emperor blames me, wouldn't the prince be implicated? Qin'er really doesn't want to implicate you..."
Jing Siye's eyes darkened, then softened. He reached out and gently stroked Zhu Wenqin's cheek, speaking in a gentle tone:
"Qin'er, remember, since I have chosen you, I will not let anyone hurt you, nor will I let anything become a burden to you. As for the emperor, I will know my limits. You just need to stay by my side and leave the rest to me."
Zhu Wenqin looked up at him, her eyes full of emotion and dependence.
Wang Zhiyan came out only after the two groups of people dispersed.
There was a hint of undisguised pride in her eyes, and she murmured in a low voice:
"Prime Minister Wei's future son-in-law, Prince Zhaonan... Oh, this is going to be a good show."
She gently stroked the hair at her temples, turned to the maid Ruolan beside her and said:
"Ruolan, let's go back home."
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