[Chapter 140 Chapter 140 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (17)]
Finally here, after a long wait.
Yan Qing silently pondered the meaning of his words, and used the silver hairpin that had failed to hurt anyone to tie up her loose long hair, without changing her expression.
"I don't know what your majesty means." Her body was tense and her eyes were alert.
Like a female leopard on full alert.
"Your Majesty invited the wife of a minister to stay alone in a room late at night. If it gets out, it will be inappropriate."
Chen Yanshu stared at her face with his dark and cold eyes. A strong smell of ambergris suddenly approached him, and his bony fingers lifted her chin.
"You should belong to me." An unknown storm was brewing in his narrow phoenix eyes, "No matter if it was in the last life or this life."
Yan Qing seemed to have heard a joke: "Is your majesty suffering from hysteria?"
She thought to herself, Chen Yanshu was reborn, and his initial words were just to test whether she was the same as him?
Chen Yanshu loosened his hand and chuckled, "I am the Son of Heaven, the supreme ruler. Everything in the world belongs to me."
Yan Qing got out of bed and tried to distance himself from her, but he forcefully pulled her into his arms.
"There is nothing in this world that I cannot obtain, including my wife." He placed his big hand behind her waist and squeezed it intimately.
"It's absurd for a king to seize his minister's wife!" Yan Qing couldn't break free, so she pulled out her hairpin and stabbed him, but he blocked it with his hand.
The silver hairpin pierced into the palm of his hand, and blood oozed out.
She looked horrified, and put the hairpin stained with his blood against her neck, staring at him with humiliation: "If your majesty wants it, take my body."
Chen Yanshu frowned tightly, and his face was no longer arrogant and domineering: "I will not let you die."
"Then let me go." Yan Qing glared at him, "My husband is still waiting for me to return."
Chen Yanshu raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Perhaps my beloved is holding a soft jade in his arms, expressing his feelings to the moon."
He deliberately left Han Sheng alone in the imperial study and let him go after a long time, just to create a chance for Luo Mingyan to meet him by chance.
Considering the kindness they had shown each other in the past, Han Sheng would never have the heart to reject Luo Mingyan.
Hearing this, Yan Qing became even more disgusted with him: "Your Majesty, please do not sow discord. I believe in my husband's character."
His tone was full of trust in Han Sheng.
The hairpin in her hand was lightly pressed against her skin, and her eyes swept over the man's palm that was stabbed by her.
Tsk, in just a moment, there was even no blood flowing.
She clearly remembered that she was stabbed quite hard.
If she were to die together with the person in front of her, she would never have the thought of committing suicide.
But it didn't stop her from pretending to be a chaste and heroic woman.
The male protagonist is reborn and the female protagonist travels through time. This dimension is quite weird.
It's also very troublesome.
She looked at the sky outside through the ventilation window. It had been some time since she was brought here from her residence.
It's time for people to come.
Just as he was thinking about it, a eunuch with a pale complexion hurried in and whispered something in Chen Yanshu's ear.
"I'll let you go." Chen Yanshu put his injured hand into his sleeve, put his hands behind his back, and raised his chin slightly.
Yan Qing put away the hairpin and tied her long hair up again.
He bowed politely and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."
After saying this, he quickened his pace and walked past him, avoiding him as if he were a ferocious beast.
"Aqing, we have a long way to go." Chen Yanshu's low voice sounded, and a determined light flashed in his dark pupils.
It's like a falcon that never lets go of its prey.
Victory is in sight.
Yan Qing paused for a moment and ran out of the palace without looking back.
The place where Chen Yanshu had her brought was not far from where she lived. As she walked out along the road, she heard the sound of Xu Wenxuan arguing with the palace maid.
"Master Xu." She straightened her clothes and called softly.
Xu Wenjian looked at her, then turned to the palace maid who was blocking him and said, "Didn't you say that the wife of the Left Prime Minister has gone to bed?"
The palace maid hesitated and lowered her head, not daring to speak.
"Get out." He shouted angrily.
Turning his gaze to Yan Qing who was approaching, he said in a friendly manner: "Good night, Master's wife."
"Good night, Prince." Yan Qing folded his hands in front of his stomach, "I just went to enjoy the night view for a while. I wonder what brought you here, Prince?"
Xu Wenjian rubbed his scalp with the folding fan in his hand, which he used to show off, then stuck the fan into the lapel behind his neck, took out the jade pendant from the lapel and presented it with both hands.
"I found Master's wife's jade pendant and came to return it."
At last, he added with a playful smile, "Master's wife is the same as Master, just call me Shaoyou."
Yan Qing took it and said, "Thank you for the trip, Shaoyou."
"I would never refuse to serve my master's wife, even if it means death." Xu Wenjian smiled brightly.
Noticing the blood on Yan Qing's cuffs, his eyes darkened.
In the inner court of the imperial palace, who dares to attack the wife of the Left Prime Minister?
The words came to his lips but stopped, suppressing his doubts and asking questions. He bowed solemnly and said goodbye to Yan Qing.
Yan Qing returned to the room, but Han Sheng had not returned yet.
She glanced at the jade pendant in her hand and rubbed the carved fish with her fingertips.
If someone else picked up the jade pendant, they might consider it inconvenient to visit it late at night and choose to return it another day.
Xu Wen Zhang is not a man who follows the rules. He is straightforward and there is a high probability that he will come directly.
After all, she was the prime minister's wife, so Chen Yanshu didn't dare to do anything to her casually. Tonight he was just testing her.
What's more, if something happened to her in the palace, it would only damage the reputation of the royal family if it got out.
Chen Yanshu knew this best.
But even though she knew that men dared not hurt her, she still liked to make adequate preparations in advance.
"Madam." Han Sheng walked into the room and saw her standing in front of the window. His heart was warmed. "Madam, why did you wait for me to come here?"
Yan Qing threw herself into his arms: "My husband has not returned for a long time, and I am worried both physically and mentally."
Han Sheng did not hide anything and told her everything about how he met Luo Mingyan in the Imperial Garden.
When he mentioned Luo Mingyan, Yan Qing's expression did not change.
He considered and spoke again: "Madam, I think the Royal Concubine is a little strange."
His handsome brows were furrowed, and his face was full of confusion.
"What's so strange?" Yan Qing asked curiously.
Han Sheng frowned even more tightly when he thought of Luo Mingyan's eyes twitching and how she would throw herself at him from time to time.
"The queen doesn't look like a queen, but rather seems to be possessed by some evil spirit."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his right fist and placed it on his lips, coughing a few times: "Wulian Tianzun, you don't talk about strange powers and gods."
Seeing him chanting Wuliang Tianzun on one side and keeping silent on the other, Yan Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing.
It seems that he was frightened by Luo Mingyan tonight.
Under the pressure of the system, Luo Mingyan probably couldn't think too much. She just knew that time was precious, so she wanted to seduce with her beauty.
But Han Sheng was too self-disciplined and polite and avoided her.
I even suspected that she was possessed by a wild ghost.
"My husband may be very tired, and he was worrying too much just now." Yan Qing stood on tiptoe and stretched out his hand to press his solar plexus. "It's better to rest early and replenish your energy."
Han Sheng nodded gently: "Madam is right."
The two of them slept in the same bed, Yan Qing lying in his arms.
Han Sheng moved his fingers and gently moved closer to her arm.
I lowered my eyes to look at her peaceful sleeping face, and my heart suddenly felt fulfilled and warm as if there were only a few peaceful days ahead.
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