Chapter 319: Dry wood and fierce fire
Song Yanxi didn't understand the deeper meaning behind his words, and only praised him seriously, "Your Highness's knife skills are amazing. I don't think anything carved by your hand can be that ugly."
"Indeed." Mo Jinchuan's lips curled slightly, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
If Song Yanxi looked up at this moment, even for just a glance, she could see that he was smiling like an old fox who had practiced for thousands of years.
She would never have imagined that in the Prince Jin's Mansion, thousands of miles away, there was a secret room filled with things related to her.
Among them were portraits of her from childhood to adulthood, corresponding wood carvings, and even a small wooden sword that he asked Aunt Qingyun to give to her on her birthday, but she rejected it and threw it aside without even looking at it.
The secret room was hidden behind his study, just separated by a wall from the place where she had treated him.
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"Your Highness, is this Wu or something really any good? They've been circling a broken corpse for a long time. What can they really tell from this bloody mess?"
Jiaojiao covered her mouth and nose with a feather fan and said with a look of disgust, "In my opinion, he probably can't figure out what's going on. I'm worried that you'll blame me for being mysterious."
She couldn't help but chuckle, and when her eyes met Wen Qi's cold eyes, her body suddenly leaned in his arms as if all the bones were pulled out.
She asked delicately, "Your Highness, does this new red plum cloak I made look good?"
The red color was as bright as fire, and the collar was surrounded by a circle of pure white fox fur, which made her skin look even whiter than snow. Her flying eyebrows and eyes looked more like the person in his memory than before.
Wen Qi's eyes suddenly darkened, and with a cute exclamation, he picked up the person and carried him sideways, leaving behind a sentence "I have something important to tell you, Mr. Wu, please take your time," and strode towards the direction of the commander's tent.
It goes without saying what the matter is between a single man and a single woman, who are so passionate about each other.
The soldiers nearby stared in amazement.
Women are always a rarity in military camps.
Especially this kind of beautiful and enchanting beauty, they may only see her once in their lifetime.
Saying that you are not jealous is fooling others.
Not to mention the distant past, just tonight, out of a hundred soldiers, ninety-nine of them can't sleep in the middle of the night because they think about women.
But they can only think about it.
That's the Crown Prince's woman.
Not to mention touching a single hair of hers, even if you accidentally glanced at her a few more times, you might lose an eyeball.
After the two men and their guards had completely disappeared, an old soldier swallowed his saliva and said, "Look at that little waist twisting, it's really fucking exciting. I wonder if His Highness can handle it."
"From what you said, you still want to share the burden for His Highness? Don't you think you have enough heads to chop off?"
"Just looking at your beardless mouth, I know you're still a virgin. I'm afraid you haven't even touched a woman's hand before, right?"
When the soldier heard this, he immediately became anxious and said, "Who are you looking down on, old widower? I haven't married yet, but I've seen women who are a hundred times more beautiful than her!"
"Hey, hey, who doesn't know how to brag? How could a guy like you meet such a pretty girl?"
"That female military doctor in the Da'an military camp looks a lot like her, but she's much prettier than her!"
The old soldier was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then scratched his head and said, "Don't tell me, I've seen the portrait of that girl, and these two people really look alike. I was wondering why they look so familiar to me."
He was about to say something when he heard Wu Jun, who was touching the bones beside him, say coldly, "If you two want to live, remember what you just said."
The two looked at each other, and when they thought of something, they felt a chill down their spines and almost fell.
Coming back to their senses, they all bowed to Wu Junyi and said, "Thank you for your advice, Mr.
Without even looking up, Wu Jun said, "Go and report to His Highness that this man is definitely not the King of Da'anjin."
"Now...now?" The soldier's eyes were full of fear.
By disturbing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's enjoyment at this time, aren't you clearly asking him to die?
Even if he had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to do it.
The old soldier was quick-witted. With a swift turn of his eyes, he immediately replied, "Sir, please wait a moment. We will go and invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
Seeing that the soldier refused to leave, he immediately became anxious and kicked him, saying, "Idiot, can the master still hurt you?"
If he really wanted to harm them, he would not have given any advice just now, but would have directly told His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
If he can't even figure out such a small thing, all these years of his life would have been in vain.
After walking a distance, the soldier asked softly, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been moody. How dare Mr. Wu let us go directly to invite him?"
Isn’t he afraid…”
As he spoke, he gestured at his neck with his hand.
The old soldier shook his head: "I don't know."
Without waiting for the soldier to say anything, he rolled his eyes and said, "I know everything. Why am I still a private after all these years?"
In fact, not only did he not know, Wu Jun himself was not sure.
He is gambling.
Bet on whether Wen Qi's cruelty and lust hides an ambition to dominate the world.
If so, everyone will be happy. He will use all his life's knowledge to help him achieve great things, which can be regarded as fulfilling General Ke's unfulfilled loyalty.
Otherwise, he would have to think carefully about what to do in the future.
Inside the general's tent, Jiaojiao, upon hearing what the two had said, immediately cursed, "How dare you, Wu Jun, deliberately tease His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
Come, cut off his tongue for me and have it with my wine tonight."
After she vented her anger, the four guards waiting outside didn't react at all.
Jiaojiao suddenly felt aggrieved, raised her legs to hook Wen Qi's waist, and snorted softly, "Your Highness, look at them, they don't take me seriously at all.
They are not looking down on me, they are clearly..."
Wen Qi hooked her chin and kissed her, making her gasp for breath and only stopped when she was completely exhausted.
He stared at her with a sinister gaze, pulled up the corners of his mouth, and said with a meaningful smile: "If you are so ignorant, why not peel off their skins and use them to make kites for Jiaojiao?"
Looking at that familiar smile, Jiaojiao's hazy eyes suddenly cleared up, and the blush on her cheeks disappeared, leaving only a pale color.
She trembled and climbed down from the bed, like a dog seeking favor, and knelt naked at his feet, saying in a trembling voice: "I know I am wrong, please punish me, Your Highness."
Compared to Wen Qi's other methods that did not involve bloodshed but could torture people to death, she would rather be beaten.
The back, which should have been smooth and flawless, was covered with whip marks of varying ages.
Staring at her back, Wen Qi raised a playful smile, "Jiaojiao is so well behaved, how could I bear to hit you?"
Upon hearing this, Jiaojiao's body trembled even more violently, as if she might lose her balance and fall forward at any moment.
She gritted her teeth and tried hard to keep her balance.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her waist, as if something was placed on it.
She had no time to figure out what was going on, so she quickly lowered her body to prevent the thing around her waist from falling.
But with just such a slight shake, a drop of hot liquid instantly dripped onto her back, causing her to scream in pain.
It turned out to be a candlestick with a candle still burning.
Jiaojiao gasped and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, please forgive me this time. When we return to the capital, I will follow Your Highness to deal with me, okay?"
Wen Qi leaned over to put on his shoes, not even sparing her a glance, and simply said, "If the candlestick dares to fall to the ground before I come back, you will have to serve in Mr. Wu's tent tonight."
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