Wan Ge knew that the original owner had never been this close to him before, and he probably had never been this close to any other woman either, so it was normal for him to feel unfamiliar with this feeling.
Wan Ge intertwined her fingers with his with one hand, while her other hand rested on his clothes. At this moment, the other person was only wearing an undergarment, so it would be quick to take it off.
"What are you going to do..." Xie Wenjun seemed a little nervous when he said this, and couldn't help but hold her hand.
“To… please His Majesty!” Wan Ge replied, her eternal lips moving from his cheek to his neck.
…
The next morning, the father-in-law stood at the door, exchanged a glance with his mother, and said, "Why don't you go and call His Majesty, Godfather?"
"Are you out of your mind, daring to disturb His Majesty?"
It was probably the sound of their voices that woke the people inside. Although they were speaking very softly, Xie Wenjun had been in that kind of environment before and was extremely sensitive to even the slightest sound, so he was still awakened.
Xie Wenjun got up immediately and dressed himself without asking anyone to help him.
But before he could fasten his belt, Wan Ge grabbed his sleeve again.
She was probably too tired to open her eyes and remained asleep with them closed.
Wan Ge's voice was hoarse as she softly asked, "Does Your Majesty wish to remain under house arrest?"
Xie Wenjun did not answer her immediately, but silently tied his belt. After straightening his clothes, he replied, "I'm still angry."
After saying that, the other person left immediately.
Wan Ge couldn't hold on any longer, so she found a comfortable spot and went back to sleep.
…
Xie Wenjun didn't sleep for long; he seemed to have a slight headache, but he was in a good mood today, and he appeared somewhat gentle in the court.
Perhaps someone noticed that he was in a good mood today and seemed more approachable, so someone brought up the talent show.
As soon as he said that, Xie Wenjun's face darkened.
Suddenly, no one in the entire court dared to speak, and the ministers kneeling on the ground began to tremble.
Xie Wenjun spoke slowly in a cold voice: "What, is it not enough for Lord Jiang to send in one spy? Do you want to send another one? Why not send in Lord Jiang's eldest daughter instead?"
The minister kneeling on the ground trembled even more violently. When he heard Xie Wenjun say this, he quickly kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty, please do not listen to the slander of villains. I sent my daughter into the palace only to continue the royal bloodline. She is definitely not a spy, Your Majesty."
"Oh, really? How about Lord Jiang send his legitimate daughter in? Your concubine's daughter is mediocre, I don't think much of her."
Upon hearing this, Lord Jiang quickly spoke up, saying, "But Your Majesty, my daughter is already engaged, so how can she enter the palace?"
"We're not married yet, so why doesn't Lord Jiang want to give me the one I've set my sights on?"
Everyone in the court knew that, apart from the Empress, Xie Wenjun never stayed overnight at the homes of other concubines, and would even kill them without any reason.
The people sent into the palace by the ministers were basically pawns. They were either illegitimate daughters, unfavored daughters, or even substitutes. The purpose of these people was to send out messages from the inner palace and find out what the emperor was doing.
But they are extremely reluctant to send someone they have carefully nurtured into the harem. After all, entering the harem means either living a life of widowhood or facing the possibility of being killed at any time. How could they bear to send you, who have been pampered and spoiled, away?
"Your Majesty, this is absolutely unacceptable! My daughter and the young marquis have been childhood sweethearts, and we are deeply in love. How can we possibly annul the engagement?"
"Is that so?" Xie Wenjun picked up his teacup and looked at Marquis Yingwu beside him: "What does Marquis Yingwu think?"
Marquis Yingwu immediately knelt on the ground. They had only recently handed over their military power because they sensed the emperor's suspicion of them. How could they possibly marry the daughters of ministers now, let alone openly defy the emperor in court?
"Actually...actually, my son was seriously wounded on the battlefield last time, leaving him with a hidden ailment. I haven't figured out how to tell Lord Jiang yet. Now that His Majesty is a witness, perhaps we should call off this marriage."
"I never expected that the young marquis would be injured. The young marquis is a meritorious official of our dynasty. Fu Jing has instructed them to prepare some gifts and to find an imperial physician to heal the young marquis's injuries."
As for the marriage, let's wait until the young marquis has recovered before getting married.
"I was merely joking with Lord Jiang; I had no intention of taking what was his."
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