clean
Shen Wenqiu, unable to bear it any longer, said, "Your Highness, please be careful with your words. My relationship with the Ninth Prince is merely that of a prince and his companion, completely innocent, not what Your Highness thinks."
Jiang Yunyan did not believe Shen Wenqiu's words. He sneered and said, "Don't dare to admit it? Then I'll say it for you."
How can someone be so stubborn and unyielding?
Shen Wenqiu cursed inwardly.
Jiang Yunyan, unaware of Shen Wenqiu's thoughts, was lost in her own fantasy. She smiled and said, "On the surface, you are Jiang Heng's study companion, but in reality, you are his bed warmer."
no……
Is this something that can be made up?
Shen Wenqiu now sees Jiang Yunyan as a desperate fanfic writer who is obsessed with shipping him and Jiang Heng.
Moreover, Jiang Yunyan's attitude was incredibly insulting.
Shen Wenqiu could sense that Jiang Yunyan was looking at him as if he were a plaything.
Thinking of this, he felt a surge of anger and wanted to vent it on the other person by cursing them a few more times.
But Shen Wenqiu could never say such a thing aloud, nor could he admit to his relationship with Jiang Heng. So he could only put on a cold face and retort: "Your Highness, the relationship between me and the Ninth Prince is not what you describe. If Your Highness makes such a guess simply because I have a good relationship with the Ninth Prince, then wouldn't all relationships between rulers and subjects, colleagues, brothers, and classmates also be ambiguous?"
Jiang Yunyan did not expect Shen Wenqiu's attitude to suddenly become so firm.
He squinted, looking directly at Shen Wenqiu for the first time, and treating him as a human being for the first time.
For Jiang Yunyan, Shen Wenqiu was merely Jiang Heng's study companion; no matter which government office he served in, he was still Jiang Heng's person.
Therefore, in his eyes, this person is not so much a person, but an object with a place to belong.
Therefore, Jiang Yunyan wanted to take away the items that belonged to Jiang Heng.
He felt that Jiang Heng had annoyed him and stolen his thunder, so he wanted to take away Jiang Heng's things.
In the eyes of this pampered crown prince, Jiang Heng, who came from Yaoyue Palace, had nothing but his life and Shen Wenqiu, whom he could fight for.
Therefore, Jiang Yunyan chose Shen Wenqiu.
But now, looking at Shen Wenqiu in front of him, Jiang Yunyan suddenly changed his opinion.
But Jiang Yunyan simply doesn't know how to treat others. The first thing he did after changing his opinion was to think that Jiang Heng didn't deserve to have such a person by his side.
So, Jiang Yunyan threw away the sword in her hand, grabbed Shen Wenqiu's face with a humiliating gesture, forced him to raise his head, and said to him with a condescending look, "Since that scoundrel Jiang Heng hasn't touched you, then come to my bed. As long as you serve me well, when I ascend the throne, I will make you a concubine, how about that?"
Is Jiang Yunyan sick in the head?
Shen Wenqiu was dumbfounded, never expecting that Jiang Yunyan would ask him for it.
They'll still maintain this stance.
Before Shen Wenqiu could answer, Jiang Yunyan continued, "Jiang Heng is nothing but the son of a disgraced concubine. I think you are quite good, so you shouldn't stay by his side. Such a lowly person deserves to be with the ugliest and most vicious person in the world."
Upon hearing this, Shen Wenqiu immediately frowned, suppressing his emotions.
He had a lot to say, a lot to argue, and a lot to yell at Jiang Yunyan.
But the last shred of reason that remained told him...
He cannot.
Jiang Yunyan seemed to be enjoying his own personal show. He didn't need Shen Wenqiu to answer and continued talking on his own.
"I am different. I am the Crown Prince, born the most noble. My literary and martial talents far surpass those of that barbaric and uncouth Jiang Heng. Not to mention, I am handsome and have an extraordinary temperament, which is incomparable to that ugly Jiang Heng." Jiang Yunyan became more and more proud as he spoke, but he couldn't boast about anything substantial. He could only keep comparing his background, appearance, and talents.
Shen Wenqiu grew angrier the more he listened.
He couldn't hold back any longer, and the last thread of reason in his heart snapped at that moment.
"Your Highness!"
Shen Wenqiu suddenly stood up and glared at Jiang Yunyan, startling Jiang Yunyan so much that he forgot to blame him for a moment.
"Our Ninth Prince is both talented and handsome, a refined gentleman who remains untainted by the mud, and a benevolent person who cares deeply for the people! On the other hand, His Highness the Crown Prince has accomplished nothing good and only knows how to do despicable things like talking badly about others behind their backs! Oh, and you've been spewing vulgarities, fabricating stories about my relationship with the Ninth Prince, and even using the pretext of writing a letter to imprison me in the Eastern Palace! Your Highness, ask yourself, do you have any right to criticize our Ninth Prince for your vile behavior today?!"
After speaking impulsively, Chen Wenqiu felt refreshed.
But after acting impulsively, Shen Wenqiu suddenly became frightened again after regaining her senses.
Shen Wenqiu cautiously raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yunyan, only to see the other looking at him with a forced smile.
After thinking it over carefully, he realized that he couldn't just kneel down on the spot since he had already said it, so he straightened his back and looked at Jiang Yunyan.
He was terrified, but he could only think of Jiang Heng and secretly cheer himself up.
Shen Wenqiu was not good at hiding his emotions. Jiang Yunyan saw this and lingered his gaze on Shen Wenqiu's back for a moment. He licked his lips and said, "It's good that you stand so straight."
Shen Wenqiu was somewhat puzzled, wondering what Jiang Yunyan meant by those words.
Soon, Jiang Yunyan's words answered Shen Wenqiu's doubts, and made him feel a chill run down his spine.
"However, whether he'll be able to straighten his back later is another matter." Jiang Yunyan sneered, staring intently at Shen Wenqiu. "Guards!"
At Jiang Yunyan's command, the palace doors swung open, and two eunuchs rushed in.
Before Jiang Yunyan could give the order, the two eunuchs grabbed Shen Wenqiu and forced him to kneel on the ground.
"Drag him to the bed of the lonely one." Jiang Yunyan said coldly, her lips barely touching the ground.
"Your Highness!" Shen Wenqiu's legs went weak with fright. If it weren't for Jiang Yunyan's words just now, he might have thought it was just a little humiliation of treating people as servants. But now, after hearing Jiang Yunyan's words, he secretly thought that something was wrong.
broken.
Is Jiang Yunyan going to force herself on him?
Suppressing the fear in her heart, Shen Wenqiu looked up and stared intently at Jiang Yunyan, trying to glean some other possibility from Jiang Yunyan's expression.
However, the people from the Eastern Palace did not give Shen Wenqiu much time to think. After Jiang Yunyan gave the order, they swiftly dragged Shen Wenqiu away.
Instead of making him stand up and then driving him over, they dragged him directly into the palace while he was still kneeling on the ground.
Shen Wenqiu instinctively tried to struggle, but when she met Jiang Yunyan's sinister gaze, the fear hidden deep in her heart suddenly and uncontrollably surged into her heart.
In an instant, Shen Wenqiu suddenly remembered when he first came into this world.
What was he thinking about at that time?
He wanted to change his fate.
Shen Wenqiu thought that he did not want to be sent to the bed of the powerful and wealthy, suffer all kinds of humiliation, and then be left to rot in the wilderness without any dignity.
Shen Wenqiu originally thought that he had done everything he could to escape the fate of being cannon fodder.
But after going around in circles, it seems he has returned to where he started.
Unlike then, when the Marquis of Huai'an and Consort Yan wanted to send Shen Wenqiu to someone else's bed.
Now, Jiang Yunyan is saying to him in front of him that she's going to drag him to bed.
The words were different, but the ending seemed to be the same.
A sense of desolation washed over Shen Wenqiu, and an indescribable grief welled up within her.
For a moment, Shen Wenqiu even began to wonder if no matter what he did, the final outcome would not change.
While he was pondering, Shen Wenqiu was dragged to Jiang Yunyan's bedside by the eunuchs of the Eastern Palace. They roughly threw him onto the bed and then turned and left.
Shen Wenqiu's will to survive surged at that moment, and his first reaction was to get up and try to run outside.
But just as he was about to get out of bed, Jiang Yunyan, who followed him in, pressed him back onto the bed.
Then, with a snap.
The sound of shackles snapping shut rang in her ears. Shen Wenqiu looked down at the shackles in disbelief, then looked up at Jiang Yunyan in shock, asking in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, what... what are you doing?"
Jiang Yunyan sneered. He leaned forward, grabbed Shen Wenqiu's chin, and said with a hint of smugness in his eyes, "Since you've become my woman, don't even think about escaping. Be a good canary in my bed. If I'm in a good mood, I might just untie you and take you outside for a walk."
This statement is both subtle and straightforward.
This means that Shen Wenqiu will only be locked in Jiang Yunyan's bed from now on, and if she wants to leave, Jiang Yunyan will have to be in a good mood.
Even when he's in a good mood, he can't walk as freely as before. He can't remove the shackles on his feet, and the chains are still attached. How far he goes and where he goes depends entirely on the thought of the person holding the chains.
That's disgusting.
Shen Wenqiu cursed inwardly.
"Who are you trying to fool with that look on your face?" Jiang Yunyan saw Shen Wenqiu's unwilling expression and couldn't help but feel displeased. His tone became even harsher. "You should be grateful to be locked in my bed."
Shen Wenqiu was unwilling.
Who would want to be locked up by someone like Jiang Yunyan?
So, Shen Wenqiu knelt down on the bed and kowtowed to Jiang Yunyan.
Fortunately, the chain was long enough for him to kneel on.
Of course, it might have been planned from the beginning.
"Your Highness, please spare me." Shen Wenqiu had lost his earlier courage. He knew he couldn't get out on his own, so he placed his hopes on begging for mercy.
It might be useful, but the hope is slim.
But we can't not try.
"To be honest, I didn't have this plan at first. It's just that I saw you and Jiang Heng got along very well, so I thought I'd kidnap you and bring you to the East Palace to annoy Jiang Heng." Jiang Yunyan said, revealing a smug smile. "Just thinking about how anxious he must be, and how he can't do anything about the East Palace, makes me so happy that I can eat two more bowls of rice!"
Shen Wenqiu was too exhausted to retort to Jiang Yunyan's words; a sense of despair welled up within him regarding his future.
But he couldn't help but hope that something might turn out differently.
Just then, someone outside the hall called out to Jiang Yunyan. He stood up, glanced at Shen Wenqiu, and turned to walk out.
Shen Wenqiu breathed a huge sigh of relief, but then immediately felt melancholy again.
He's still in the Eastern Palace, he hasn't left yet, so it's not time for him to relax.
Suddenly, Shen Wenqiu's stomach rumbled.
He raised his hand to cover his stomach and rubbed it, secretly complaining to himself.
I didn't eat much when I went out this morning. I hope I don't starve to death in the East Palace.
Meanwhile, inside a restaurant in the city.
Jiang Heng's fierce aura was hard to conceal. He stood on high ground, his gaze fixed intently on the direction of the East Palace.
"We can get started now."
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