Chapter 29 She has probably gone mad with demonic possession.
Back at the Prince of Yan's residence, Yan Cang and Chu Yunjin stared at each other in silence for a long while, a subtle atmosphere filling the air.
Chu Yunjin was the first to laugh out loud: "My husband looks so handsome and majestic tonight."
Yan Cang paused slightly.
He understands "威武" (weiwu), but "帅" (shuai)?
“Handsome and mighty mean similar things, but in addition to being mighty, it can also mean beautiful.” Chu Yunjin saw his confusion, cupped his face, and kissed him on the cheek. “It’s like the way you beat up Prince Jin tonight, just as beautiful as your face.”
Qingchuan stood at the door, his brows furrowed: "It may have felt good to beat up Prince Jin, but has the Princess considered how to clean up the mess?"
Cleanup?
Chu Yunjin turned and glanced at him: "What's the point of cleaning up this mess? The Prince of Jin's two personal guards are dead, there's no way to testify, and no one else saw Yan Cang lay a hand on him. Do you think you can implicate Yan Cang based solely on the Prince of Jin's one-sided testimony?"
Qingchuan: "..."
"The Prince of Jin was brutally beaten at Qingfeng Tower tonight, and his personal guard was killed. This matter is bound to blow up. After it alarms the Emperor, what will be his first thought?" Chu Yunjin smiled, her smile like that of a cunning fox. "The dignified and elegant Prince of Jin actually went to a brothel after dark and was beaten. A normal person would definitely think that he was beaten because of jealousy. Even if he wakes up tomorrow and insists that Yan Cang was the one who did it, his explanation will still be questioned."
"Firstly, he has no evidence, and secondly, no one saw Yan Cang go to Qingfeng Tower tonight. Would the Emperor believe his one-sided story?"
“Yan Cang never sets foot in Qingfeng Tower, and his character is more trustworthy than that of the Prince of Jin.”
Qingchuan moved his lips, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Perhaps because his prince was used to being upright and honest, and always dared to take responsibility for his actions, he had done something unusual tonight, a private act of revenge, and he couldn't let anyone know about it, and he even had to deny it outright. This left Qingchuan speechless at Chu Yunjin's self-righteousness.
But I have to admit she has a point.
After all, their original intention for tonight was to teach Prince Jin a lesson by turning the tables on him. A complete victory would be achieved if they could leave unscathed after teaching him a lesson.
If you get yourself involved, what's the point of talking about revenge?
Qingchuan had nothing to say and took his leave.
Chu Yunjin smiled happily at Yan Cang. Under the lamplight, her eyes were gentle and sparkling, as if she had hidden the entire galaxy in them. Yan Cang's heart fluttered at the sight. He put his arm around her waist and lowered his head to cover her soft lips.
Chu Yunjin wrapped her arms around his waist, quietly savoring the deep affection and domineering nature unique to this obsessive prince.
It was already late at night.
Yan Cang was somewhat aroused. The sweet fragrance emanating from the woman made him unable to control himself. He carried Chu Yunjin to the bedside, ordered Ade and the others to come in and serve him, and then hurriedly turned and left.
He needs to take a cold shower.
They have been married for two years, but they rarely see each other. The little time they spend together is filled with resentment and arguments, and they have not yet consummated their marriage. The fact that Chu Yunjin is willing to share a bed with him is already a huge step forward, and he doesn't want to scare her.
But emotions are never in one's control. With the person he loves right beside him, how can he remain calm?
The first night was fine; his mind was focused on her sudden change in attitude, and he had no interest in anything else. But last night, sharing a bed became a torment of both happiness and pain.
Yan Cang took a deep breath and stepped out of the room.
With Adai's help, Chu Yunjin undressed and washed up, and soon lay down on the bed, imagining her masterpiece at Qingfeng Tower tonight, laughing heartily to herself.
They deserved it.
She wanted to see how the Prince of Jin would explain being beaten tonight.
He wouldn't dare say he had arranged to meet his sister-in-law, would he?
That same night, Yan Cang took a cold shower to control his desires, and the servants in another prince's mansion busied themselves. Even Wen Jingsheng, the Princess Consort of Jin, who was about to go to sleep, had to get up, put on her clothes, and hurriedly arrive at the Prince's courtyard with her maid.
"What happened? Is the prince injured?"
"Your Highness, the Prince..."
Wen Jingsheng rushed into the room and saw Prince Jin lying unconscious on the bed. She turned around and angrily asked, "What happened? Aren't you supposed to be protecting the prince? Why is the prince so badly injured?"
All the guards who had accompanied him to Qingfeng Tower tonight knelt outside. One of them replied, "His Highness went to Qingfeng Tower with only two personal guards. We subordinates were all ordered to wait outside the main gate of Qingfeng Tower—"
Wen Jingsheng angrily asked, "Why did Your Highness go to Qingfeng Tower?"
"Your Highness is going to see someone."
"who?"
"I don't know," the guard replied. "His Highness didn't say."
Wen Jingsheng angrily retorted, "Useless! You're all a bunch of useless trash!"
The guards dared not utter a sound, keeping their heads down in silence.
"Has the doctor been summoned?"
"I've already gone to invite them."
Wen Jingsheng turned to look at the bruised and swollen Prince Jin, reached out and unbuttoned his clothes, and saw that there were wounds all over his body under his inner garments, showing that the person who did it had no mercy.
While not fatal, these injuries will at least require some time in bed.
Wen Jingsheng's face turned ugly.
Who was the Prince of Jin meeting so late at night?
Chu Yunjin?
Who was the person who hit him? Prince Yan Cang?
As Wen Jingsheng thought of this, a surge of heat welled up in her chest, and Yan Cang's cold and indifferent face, his tall and slender body, his imposing presence, and his eyes that would never fall on another woman—so deep and unfathomable, making it impossible to guess his joy or anger, or discern his emotional fluctuations.
She held the Prince of Jin's hand against her face, imagining it was Yan Cang's hand.
She slowly pressed her face against the Prince of Jin's chest, imagining it was Yan Cang's chest.
Even when she shared a bed with the Prince of Jin, she couldn't help but think that this was Yan Cang and her sharing a passionate encounter...
She has probably gone mad with desire.
Just as Yan Cang was obsessed with the foolish Chu Yunjin, she was also obsessed with Yan Cang.
She often thought that if Yan Cang were willing, she could abandon her family, her identity as the Princess Consort of Jin, and everything else, and go with him to the border to build their own home there, never to return to the capital.
But he... he never even glanced at me.
Wen Jingsheng thought painfully and twistedly that Chu Yunjin was not good enough for him at all. Was he blind or was he being blinded by his own mind to fall in love with such a fool?
She was unwilling, she resentful, and she wanted to destroy Chu Yunjin...
"Your Highness, the doctor has arrived!"
The sudden sound startled Wen Jingsheng awake. She quickly got up from Prince Jin and noticed warm liquid on her cheek. She raised her hand to wipe it and realized with a start that it was tears.
The doctor came in carrying his medicine box, bowed to Wen Jingsheng, and began to examine Prince Jin's injuries.
Tonight's situation is special. The guards of Prince Jin's residence dare not enter the palace to disturb the emperor, so they did not invite the imperial physician, but the most famous doctor in the capital who treats sprains and bruises.
"Your Highness, don't worry. His Highness is a lucky man and will be alright." The maid saw the princess's tears and thought she was worried about Prince Jin. She whispered to comfort her, "If His Highness knew how much Your Highness cares for him, he would be very moved."
Wen Jingsheng didn't say anything, but stood up and made room for the doctor to examine her.
"Your Highness!" A woman rushed in from outside, almost staggering as she entered the room. "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
Wen Jingsheng's face instantly turned cold.
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