Chapter 160 A Burning, Intense Kiss
This happened too suddenly. Wen Jin, who was experienced in officialdom, always felt that Chen Jian's matter was not as simple as he had imagined.
But what's done is done, and he had no say in the matter. If he said anything inappropriate, the emperor might blame him.
Wen sighed and remained silent.
Everyone present knelt down in unison. Wen Jin followed suit and imitated the action, but Ke Kou didn't open it.
No one will notice.
Emperor Anqing looked at everyone with approval and was very satisfied.
With a wave of his hand, he ordered, "Take Minister Chen away and bring him back to the capital for processing soon!"
"Your servant obeys."
The eunuch Shun, who was standing next to Emperor Anqing, obediently gave Mingyue Qingfeng a look. The latter understood and immediately took Chen Jian, who was acting crazy, away.
"Your Highness, come here for a moment."
Emperor Anqing's gaze was inscrutable as he spoke to Su Xuanmao, who was not far away.
Su Xuanmao obediently walked over and asked, "Does Father have something to instruct me?"
"Exactly."
"I have come to Jiangnan incognito with many of my beloved ministers to deal with the matter of Minister Chen's smuggling of salt."
"Now that this matter has been resolved and the evidence is conclusive, I will soon be returning to the capital by boat. I intend to restore my status and hold a farewell banquet."
"A farewell banquet?" Su Xuanmao pondered for a moment. "Father, do you mean it will be held in Yangzhou, Jiangnan?"
Does that mean you're going to have to help organize it yourself?
Emperor Anqing nodded: "That's right, exactly. I will reward you handsomely when I return to the capital."
Su Xuanmao raised his hand in a respectful gesture, saying, "Thank you, Father Emperor."
The more Emperor Anqing looked at Su Xuanmao, the more satisfied he became. This child had the same demeanor as him back then.
He waved his hand dismissively, "That's settled then. You may all leave."
Ministers Guan Anhe, He Pingan, and Wen Jin obediently walked out, followed closely by Su Xuanmao and other ministers.
Shen Pingjin and Yan Jue were the last to walk out the door.
As Su Xuanmao left the room, he glanced back at Shen Pingjin. Their eyes met, making Shen Pingjin feel nauseous.
Yan Jue frowned and pulled Chen Pingjin behind him.
Unexpectedly, Su Xuanmao made no attempt to avoid suspicion and walked right up to them.
"Greetings, Imperial Uncle and Imperial Aunt. I am pleased to see that you have become even more beautiful today."
Yan Jue's gaze was inscrutable: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is like a god, why do you have the interest to greet me?"
"Who told me that my beloved is by the side of my royal uncle?"
Even though Shen Pingjin's face was as cold as snow, a crack appeared in her expression upon hearing these words.
She hadn't expected Su Xuanmao to be so direct.
She spoke coldly, her gaze as if she were looking at a stranger.
"Your Highness, please watch your words and actions. You and I are in the past, and we have nothing to do with each other from now on."
The beautiful girl before him, who used to smile at him with such arrogance, now looked at him with such eyes, causing him immense pain, as if he were being gripped by an invisible hand, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Su Xuanmao suppressed a laugh and replied, "You are still my royal aunt, so we can't be strangers."
“I am the Crown Prince, Shen Pingjin. You will come begging to me in the future.”
"Please?"
Shen Pingjin snorted coldly, then intimately grabbed the arm of the man beside her, her tone coquettish.
“But the man standing beside me now is my husband. In this life, I will only recognize him as my husband.”
Su Xuanmao clenched his fist, finding the intimate sight of the two irritating. "You, Shen Pingjin, when did you change your mind?!"
The person I once deeply loved was right in front of me. It was as if my original soul had been deeply imprinted by something, and a tingling pain came from my heart.
Shen Pingjin knew that it was the original soul clamoring in its heart with resentment, but there was nothing she could do.
Only you can save yourself.
She sneered at Su Xuanmao, then led Yan Jue to the side, saying, "The answer to this question will be revealed at the Spring Banquet."
As the beautiful figure disappeared into the distance, the woman's mocking voice still lingered in his ears, leaving Su Xuanmao momentarily stunned.
Spring banquet...Spring banquet...
Su Xuanmao gritted his teeth, determined to get an answer at the Spring Banquet!
"What you just said, was it the truth?"
Yan Jue felt a ripple in his heart, a tingling sensation that made his mind flutter.
Shen Pingjin asked in confusion, "Which sentence are you referring to?"
Yan Jue raised an eyebrow. "Naturally, it's that line, 'From now on, I will only recognize him as my husband.'"
Shen Pingjin's face flushed slightly. She asked herself honestly, and every word she had just said was indeed from the bottom of her heart.
After hesitating for a moment, Shen Pingjin nodded, "What you just said was indeed the truth."
"Chen Pingjin, don't lie to me."
When Yan Jue said this, he leaned down, his deep eyes seeming to swirl like eddies, as if trying to suck people in.
The scorching heat emanating from him swept over Shen Pingjin, making her feel as if she were being eroded and enveloped by his aura.
Immediately following was a passionate kiss.
Shen Pingjin stared wide-eyed in disbelief, caught completely off guard. Her watery eyes were fixed straight ahead. In Yan Jue's eyes, she was like an innocent and naive little white rabbit.
Her hot breath sprayed onto her porcelain-white face, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
The two embraced and kissed in a secluded corner.
Instead of pushing Yan Jue away, Shen Pingjin responded boldly.
Yan Jue became even bolder.
His large hand moved restlessly, and his burning kisses moved downwards little by little, leaving ambiguous and suggestive marks on the woman's porcelain-white skin.
Seemingly sensing Yan Jue's actions, Chen Pingjin's hazy eyes regained a little clarity.
She gently nudged the man in front of her: "Yan, Yan Jue, no..."
Even though his desire was burning throughout his body, a single sentence could make him stop what he was doing and surrender completely.
His voice, tinged with lust, became slightly hoarse, "What do you mean, 'not allowed'?"
She has no idea how beautiful she is now.
Yan Jue sighed softly, feeling extremely regretful.
At the spring banquet, he was determined to fully express his feelings and solemnly recount the matter that he had always felt deeply regretful about, word by word.
Even if she tries to escape, he won't let her get away from him.
He gently stroked the woman's flushed cheeks, as if she were his most beloved and priceless treasure.
The same is true of the brocade screen.
The burning heat caressed her face, and she could even feel the frequency of the man's breathing.
Seeing that she remained silent, Yan Jue's gaze deepened.
He met her glistening, crimson lips and kissed her again.
“Chen Pingjin, since you have chosen me, you can only be my wife in this life.”
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