The last bit of discomfort in Jiang Yanning's heart disappeared.
He didn't ask any further questions.
Women don't like men in the backyard to ask too many questions.
"Why did you tell me?"
Isn't she afraid that he will ruin her plan?
Mo Qin said seriously, "There's nothing I can't tell you, and I don't want you to misunderstand."
Jiang Yanning was not optimistic about this marriage in the first place, and with a few more misunderstandings in the middle, he didn't know whether he should continue with it or not.
"Your Highness is a princess, so taking a few people in is nothing. What could I possibly misunderstand?"
Mo Qin shook her head and assured:
"There will be no one else but you."
Jiang Yanning was stunned. Although he knew that Mo Qin might have said this to tease him, he still couldn't help but look forward to it.
He smiled and said, "Your Highness, please stop joking, or I will take it seriously."
"Seriously. I mean it."
“…”
Jiang Yanning didn't respond. He was afraid that if he continued, he would really believe it.
He knew it was impossible.
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The next day.
Qingjia was not kept in the study to work, but he received a reward from His Highness.
People in the mansion speculated whether Qingjia was going to become a phoenix.
But after a few days, His Highness still did not give Qingjia a status, and she was not even taken into his room.
No one else could guess why.
Soon people began to spread the rumor that it was because the princess did not allow it.
In order to maintain the relationship between husband and wife, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess had to let Qingjia suffer a little first.
The story was spread so widely that some people even went to ask Qingjia about it.
Qingjia was very confused. That day, he introduced himself in the study, but Moqin mocked him and rejected him mercilessly.
As for the reward, he didn't know why.
What he didn't understand was what happened next. A few days later, Mo Qin actually summoned him to the study to serve her.
There were only the two of them in the study, and the doors and windows were closed.
Qingjia knelt in the study, watching Moqin handle official business.
He was not allowed to speak.
I find him annoying.
Qingjia suspected that Moqin was torturing him, but he didn't know why.
Did I expose myself?
No, if I were exposed, would I still be able to kneel here peacefully instead of being caught and tortured?
Mo Qin made Qingjia kneel in the study for an hour before letting him go.
Everyone else looked at Qingjia with envy.
Qing Jia: “…”
I knelt for an hour for no reason. What is there to envy?
You can go if you want.
When Qin Jue came to the study to report, she happened to meet Qing Jia coming out of the study. She couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.
It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it.
Mo Qin did not miss this action. She noticed Qin Jue's abnormality and asked:
"What's wrong?"
Qin Jue: "I thought that servant looked familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen him before."
"look familiar?"
Qing Jia is a killer and usually doesn't show his true face.
But Mo Qin observed that Qingjia was not wearing a human skin mask.
The most likely thing is that he would make some changes to his facial features like Jiang Yanning did to confuse the audience.
"Think about it carefully and tell me when you come up with something."
Qin Jue judged people not only by their appearance, but also by their bones.
Just a simple adjustment of the facial features and a change of style, maybe he would actually be able to recognize me.
Mo Qin didn't have to wait long, as Qin Jue said he remembered it the next day.
Qingjia looks a bit like the top courtesan in a brothel.
Mo Qin was not surprised at all, because the fourth princess's mother ran a brothel.
"Which brothel? Is that courtesan still there?"
The brothel Qin Jue was talking about was the one that the four princesses always went to before.
However, that courtesan was bright and charming, while this Qingjia was as cold and aloof as a banished immortal.
He even suspected that he had seen it wrong.
"That courtesan is dead."
I heard that he was killed by his patron while he was serving a customer.
That person had some special hobbies and liked to feed people medicine. As a result, he accidentally killed someone.
I also lost a lot of money.
Mo Qin had reason to suspect that Qing Jia was the courtesan.
The so-called death is just a change of identity.
But isn't he a killer? How did he become an otaku?
Working two jobs?
The four princesses’ heads are as green as grassland!
No wonder they were willing to send people here...
The plot doesn't detail how the Fourth Princess and Qing Jia got together, and Mo Qin couldn't guess.
And according to the routine, Qingjia should have a hidden identity.
Mo Qin sent people to investigate secretly, but Qingjia was originally a fake identity, so it was difficult to investigate.
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That day, Mo Qin came back from work and found that Jiang Yanning was not at home. After asking, she found out that Jiang Yanning had been called to the palace by the queen.
While she is away, call Jiang Yanning.
Mo Qin felt that it was not a good thing.
Jiang Yanning came back in the afternoon and brought some rewards from the palace.
A statue of Guanyin, the goddess of fertility, and two pots of pomegranates.
Jiang Yaning's face also looked a little unhappy. When he saw Mo Qin, he showed an expression that seemed to be a smile.
Mo Qin asked someone to take the pomegranate out and put the Guanyin statue into the warehouse.
Not to mention sending a statue of Guanyin, even if the Guanyin herself came, it would be useless.
"Did your father give you a hard time?"
Jiang Yanning went straight to the inner room, leaving the servants outside.
"It's not so much a embarrassment as a teaching?"
The queen taught him to be magnanimous and not to be jealous as a princess. He should take in a concubine for his wife and work hard to give birth to a child as soon as possible.
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