Chapter 172 Mass Message Exposed
Ye Xiaoman was detained in the Prince's Mansion.
Needless to say, Ji Wenyi had already arranged a substitute for her in the palace.
Ye Xiaoman was dragged out of the cell.
Ji Wenyi had probably already decided to use her as fertilizer and arranged a small house for her near the garden.
Lightning flashed in the sky, and a heavy rain was about to come.
Ye Xiaoman saw a group of gardeners running past her, carrying pots of orchids into the greenhouse.
As raindrops as big as beans fell, Ji Wenyi left her behind and grabbed Lanhua's sleeves to shield her from the rain.
So a strange spectacle was created where Ji Wenyi held an umbrella for Lanhua, the chief secret guard held an umbrella for Ji Wenyi, and the lower-level guards held umbrellas for the secret guards.
Ye Xiaoman used her spiritual energy to weave a colorful raincoat for herself (she had five spiritual roots and could make up a variety of colors). She stood aside with her hands in her pockets, watching the fun and asked curiously, "Why don't you use your spiritual energy to block the rain?"
The male merman's cold face was filled with tension, "Ye Lan is allergic to spiritual power, so she can't use it!"
Ji Wenyi blew out a gust of wind without even raising his head, knocking away Ye Xiaoman's spiritual power shield. Ye Xiaoman was drenched by the heavy rain.
Fuck you.
Ye Xiaoman cursed silently with her mouth, wiped the rain off her face with her hand, took the umbrella from the guard beside her, and walked to her room depressed.
The future is as dark as the road ahead.
Lightning exploded on the big tree in front, briefly illuminating the night and suddenly illuminating Ye Xiaoman's head.
She stopped abruptly.
Suddenly realized.
So that's how it is, Ji Wenyi.
I finally found your weakness.
A bright smile spread across her lips, and she turned on her heel and walked back.
Ji Wenyi stood in the greenhouse, which was a transparent glass greenhouse made of polished white crystal blocks. Combined with the magic circle, it had the function of purifying the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It was expensive and magnificent.
Looking from outside, Ji Wenyi's tall and straight figure was hidden among the flowers, like a noble purple bamboo.
He was using silk to wipe away the raindrops from each orchid petal. His meticulous and caring attitude made people fully suspect that the orchid was his real princess.
Ye Xiaoman stood outside the greenhouse, observing him through the rain curtain.
From a psychological perspective, excessive paranoia is abnormal.
Everyone has shortcomings. Judging Ji Wenyi as having "no shortcomings" online is fundamentally contrary to common sense, and she was almost led astray by him.
Personal shortcomings are hidden in everyday anomalies.
Why is Ji Wenyi so obsessed with orchids?
Indeed, orchids are noble and are known as one of the four gentlemen of flowers along with plum, bamboo and chrysanthemum. Pretentious people often claim that they only love orchids among flowers to show off their own worth.
Ji Wenyi’s addiction to orchids is different, he is really addicted.
Orchids are generally recognized as difficult to grow. They have high requirements for soil temperature environment and will die if you are not careful.
Ji Wenyi prefers such delicate plants, perhaps even he himself is not aware that he is feeling sorry for himself.
I feel pity for myself for not having a childhood and being forced to grow up quickly.
He sympathized with himself, as the crown prince and the eldest brother, who had to become extremely powerful and shoulder all the expectations.
It's a pity that he is struggling to survive in such a harsh environment, but no one cares for him.
This is a kind of transference and compensation psychology.
The self-pity of those in power certainly does not mean that they want to be pitied by others as weak people.
He even designs the shape of each orchid according to his own taste, which in itself is an experience of a strong desire for manipulation and the narcissism of the strong wanting to control the fate of the weak.
After Ye Xiaoman saw through this, she immediately found the key to breaking the deadlock.
She knew how to deal with Ji Wenyi.
There is a high probability that she will not fail tomorrow. Not only will she not fail, she will also use this as an opportunity to complete her mission beautifully - deceive his body, mind and martial arts, and make him lose everything.
If she performs well, she can even get Ji Wenyi's marrow cleansing grass.
That night, Ye Xiaoman fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Under the paulownia tree, it rains at midnight.
Jiaying copied scriptures under a solitary lamp.
There was a piece of talisman paper on the desk, which was originally a red handkerchief he had stolen.
The candle flame shook violently a few times.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiaying, glancing at him across the table.
The wind blew into the tent, and the thin figure swayed in the wind. The facial features became clearer and clearer, and it turned into Ji Weiming's face.
Jiaying did not stop writing calligraphy even when Ji Weiming's soul came to cause trouble.
He originally thought that he would be ashamed and embarrassed when his feelings were discovered, but when it actually happened, he was very calm.
It seemed as if he was hoping to be discovered by Ji Weiming.
The moment the handkerchief turned into talisman paper, his soul was filled with subtle pleasure.
Ji Weiming went straight to the point.
"Listen, evil monk. I'll spare you this time, but I don't want her name to be so unbearably tied to you."
"Please respect yourself and don't cause her any more trouble."
Jiaying glanced at Ji Weiming with pity, neither happy nor sad.
The world is in chaos, and even a ridiculous substitute dares to act in front of the queen.
It was because I rejected her that you had the chance to talk to each other.
Jiaying told Ji Weiming: "The person she likes is me."
"Look what this is." Ji Weiming took out the engagement handkerchief Ye Xiaoman gave him, and Jiaying's eyes were stung by the red color.
"Stop deceiving yourself. Perhaps her kindness and inability to refuse led you to misunderstand something. Don't forget your identity. You are the Son of God, a monk."
Ji Weiming said cruelly: "You only have 40 years to live. You can't give her a future."
Having said this, he assumed that Jiaying had learned his lesson, so he made a hand seal, intending to retract the illusion.
But Jiaying raised his eyelids and looked at him:
"If you're as sure of victory as you say, why did you come to me? Is my presence making you uneasy? Or do you feel you can't compete with me at all, so you're openly demonstrating your weakness while secretly showing weakness?"
Jiaying held up his monk's robe and fought back concisely with the wit of a great monk. Every word he said sounded like nonsense to Ji Weiming.
From what Jiaying said, Jiaying is Ye Xiaoman's true love. He came to make trouble because he felt insecure.
Ji Weiming couldn't help but pinch his brows. The Taoist priest, who was as gentle as jade and well-mannered, couldn't help but get angry, "You are simply sick."
Who stole first? Who is the mistress?
He saw that Jiaying was crazy about the handkerchief, so he deliberately spread the handkerchief in front of Jiaying again for him to see.
"She and I have already made a life commitment to each other. You have no chance."
To prove it, Ji Weiming took off the jade pendant from his waist and asked Jiaying to listen to the voice message Ye Xiaoman sent him:
——【I miss you so much, can you come and see me tomorrow? 】
Jiaying was stunned.
Ji Weiming declared: "Did you hear that? We are very loving."
Jiaying slowly looked up at him, "She sent it to me too."
Under Jiaying's mocking gaze, Jiaying took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist.
Ye Xiaoman's voice resonated pleasantly in the space:
——【I miss you so much, can you come and see me tomorrow? 】
Ji Weiming was also stunned.
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