34. Reading
◎The eyes are polluted◎
Chapter 34
After returning home, Jiang Qiuye hid the gold anklet, suppressed her panic, and continued to take care of Ji Ci in the main courtyard with a normal face.
In the study that day, Jiang Qiuye made a bowl of soft-shelled turtle noodles for Ji Ci. After trying it that night, he seemed to have fallen in love with soft-shelled turtle noodles.
She looked at Ji Ci with an elegant expression, and after he finished eating slowly, he pushed the empty bowl back.
After eating and drinking, he stood up and walked to the desk to start processing official documents.
After Jiang Qiuye packed up his things, he took out a moon-white cloak from the side and walked over to put it on him.
"Although we burned charcoal indoors, the prince was only wearing his nightgown and would be susceptible to a cold."
"Yeah." Ji Ci pulled the cloak draped over his body and continued to write something quickly with a pen.
Jiang Qiuye did not read the contents of the document, but just stood aside and looked at him intently.
Perhaps her gaze was too intense, about to materialize, Ji Ci finally stopped writing, rubbed his temples, looked at her, and said helplessly: "What's wrong?"
"The prince said he would protect me." She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, her face seeming a little unhappy.
"...Yes, what's wrong?"
"I heard that you asked the housekeeper to continue helping me find a yard outside." She counted on her fingers, her peach blossom eyes full of resentment.
"Indeed, that is true...wasn't that what we said at the beginning? You will live in the palace until we can find you suitable accommodation."
Since the young widow moved in, Ji Ci had actually seen many courtyards chosen by housekeepers.
Once you enter, it seems too small.
The third courtyard is too big, so the young widow lives alone.
The size is suitable, but the location is not good enough, too remote and unsafe.
"I'm broke now, how can I afford to buy a yard?"
"I've found a suitable one. You don't need to buy it. I can..."
Jiang Qiuye pulled a stool over and sat next to Ji Ci. She pouted and interrupted him directly, "Does the prince hate me so much that he wants me to move out?"
"I don't hate you."
"The prince clearly said he would protect me, why did he ask me to move away?"
"Even if you don't live in the palace, I can still protect you." Ji Ci didn't quite understand what the young widow was angry about, and spoke to her as patiently as possible.
Jiang Qiuye couldn't help but sneer, "The prince is now confined to the palace. He can hardly protect himself, and he still protects people outside."
Seeing this, Ji Ci couldn't help but smile, "Just because I can't leave the house doesn't mean others can't leave the house. Look, isn't Tian Qu outside every day? I can protect you even without leaving the house."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
After saying that, he ignored Jiang Qiuye and lowered his head to continue writing official documents.
Jiang Qiuye bit her lip, thinking something was wrong.
At the beginning, she entered the palace to obtain intelligence. As long as she got enough intelligence to report to Feiyan Pavilion, there was naturally no point for her to stay in the palace.
But now it’s different, she wants to stay, she wants Ji Ci to care about her and protect her for the rest of his life.
Perhaps even if Yan Wu comes in the future, he can still fight with his identity as King Qi.
When Ji Ci becomes unable to extricate himself from her, even if he discovers her identity, she can find a way to pretend to be pitiful and maybe get away with it.
Could it be that only a woman who truly becomes Ji Ci can stay?
Given Ji Ci's character, if she really became his woman, he would definitely protect her.
But Ji Ci was like that that night, the arrow was on the string, but in the end he retreated, leaving her alone in that shabby place without saying a word.
She secretly observed Ji Ci's emotions, reached out and began to help him grind ink, while thinking about how to become his woman.
Ji Ci couldn't help but stop writing and looked at Jiang Qiuye who was in a daze. The inkstone on the table made a squeaking sound as it was scratched casually and violently.
I don’t know what’s going on in this little widow’s head all day.
"If you don't know how to grind ink, don't grind it." Ji Ci couldn't help but say.
Jiang Qiuye was stunned, looked at the inkstone, and immediately let go.
After a moment's silence, she finally couldn't help but speak, "Your Highness, you don't like women. Is it because... you have some hidden illness?"
After hearing this, Ji Ci coughed violently, and the pen in his hand trembled, and a large amount of black ink stained what he had just written.
"That's what's on your mind...?"
Otherwise, why did you turn around and run away that day? I'm afraid you were afraid that someone would discover your hidden illness.
She saved his face and kept silent. With a sigh, she said, "Your Highness, it's okay. When I was studying medicinal cuisine, I read a book on medicine that said it could help men regain their yang energy."
"Also, it's said that direction and feng shui are also very important. The book says that you should face southeast, away from water sources and shady and desolate places. This will make your masculine energy more intense."
The direction that day seemed... seemed to be facing northeast.
No wonder he couldn't do it.
Ji Ci couldn't help but lift his pen and knock Jiang Qiuye on the forehead, saying sternly, "How can a girl think about these things all day long?"
"Besides..." He glanced at Jiang Qiuye awkwardly, then lowered his head and coughed lightly, "Besides, I don't have any hidden illness in this area!"
"Oh." Jiang Qiuye didn't seem to believe his explanation, and her affectionate eyes were full of pity.
Ji Ci's heart was even more troubled. He pointed at the bookshelf and said, "I told you to read carefully before, starting with the Book of Rites. You should stay in the study and read all day."
Staying in the study all the time means staying by his side all the time, which is of course what she expected.
Besides, she really loved reading, but she didn't like reading "The Book of Rites".
"Okay, then I'll read a book today."
Seeing that the young widow was well-behaved and obedient, Ji Ci finally nodded with satisfaction.
But she did not go to the bookshelf. Instead, she took out a book from the cabinet beside Luohan's bed and returned to the desk to open it.
Ji Ci glanced at the title of the book and almost fainted in anger.
"Are you reading this book again?"
Jiang Qiuye nodded, not understanding why. "Well, I haven't finished reading 'The Jade Chronicles' yet. It got burned in a fire, but I bought another copy later by chance."
"Can't you read something serious?"
Jiang Qiuye sneered in her heart. Who would want to read the Four Books and Five Classics? She was not a masochist.
"The main reason is that I haven't been able to finish it. I don't know the ending, and I'm itching to read it. Your Highness, don't worry. After I finish this book, I will read the serious books."
Seeing her heartless look, Ji Ci couldn't help but laugh, and asked curiously: "Where did you see?"
"Oh, I saw the little maid's second escape. The tyrannical official still caught her and built a golden cage for her to live in."
“…”
Return the golden cage. He thought that this young widow just needed a golden cage and needed to be taught a lesson.
"Your Majesty, do you want to see it? It's very beautiful."
Jiang Qiuye pushed the book towards Ji Ci. He was not interested in the dialogue book. He lowered his head suspiciously and read a passage casually, then his neck froze.
Under the golden light, lips and teeth melted, and the breath surged. The delicate woman wept uncontrollably, her hands wrapped around her thick shoulders, her waist and body trembling as she begged for mercy. Only after a muffled roar did they finally complete their seven sexual encounters, leaving her covered in sweat and dripping with dew.
!!!
Ji Ci felt that his eyes were contaminated, and immediately closed the storybook and put it where Jiang Qiuye couldn't reach.
But I felt a stuffy and dry feeling in the study.
This little widow is so vulgar! She is beyond redemption!
"Don't read this book anymore!"
Jiang Qiuye pursed her lips and said nothing.
“…”
"Why don't you speak?"
"Your Majesty, don't be envious. This is a storybook."
“…”
"Perhaps real men aren't as masculine as this. Well, although I don't have much experience... I actually think the description might be a bit exaggerated."
Seven times, is that really the case in reality?
Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at Ji Ci, who had a grim expression on his face, and was caught red-handed by him.
The pity and sympathy in Jiang Qiuye's eyes became stronger, blinding Ji Ci.
His temples were throbbing and he had a real headache.
"How many books like this have you read?"
"Not many." Jiang Qiuye counted on his fingers, trying to recall, "I think there are only four or five."
"Four or five..."
"But it's normal that Your Highness hasn't read it. Women usually prefer storybooks. I've heard that men prefer the more straightforward... Fire Avoidance Pictures."
Jiang Qiuye asked innocently and curiously, "Has Your Majesty seen it?"
"......No."
Ji Ci was silent, looking at Jiang Qiuye with shock in his eyes.
She was simple, ignorant and innocent.
He always regarded sages as his guiding principles, and it was really difficult for him to understand what was in the young widow's mind.
Forget it, this is because no one has taught the young widow about the etiquette between men and women.
He taught slowly.
So Ji Ci stood up and walked to the bookshelf. Thinking of the text just now, he swallowed his saliva, and finally took a copy of "Book of Rites" from the bookshelf and returned to Jiang Qiuye.
"Look at this."
No way! Do you really want her to read such a boring book?
"Your Highness." Jiang Qiuye gently pulled up Ji Ci's sleeve and shook it.
Ji Ci turned his head away, avoiding her sight.
"Brother Jian Xi." Jiang Qiuye's soft and sticky voice sounded again.
Ji Ci hardened his heart and said, "Don't act like a spoiled child. At least finish reading the first five chapters today. If you don't understand something, ask me."
After saying this, he sat down at the table, took out another piece of rice paper, and rewrote the document that had just been stained by ink.
I silently recited the Tao Te Ching over and over in my mind.
Jiang Qiuye pursed her lips. Seeing that he no longer paid attention to her, she could only yawn and open the "Book of Rites".
It was quiet all around, with only the sound of the charcoal fire.
When Ji Ci finished dealing with all the official documents, he turned around and found that Jiang Qiuye had fallen asleep on the book, and some saliva had flowed out of his mouth, contaminating the book of sages.
He shook his head helplessly, but did not wake her up.
At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Ji Ci stood up and opened the door. Seeing that it was Tian Qu, he saw that the other party looked a little panicked and said, "Your Majesty."
Ji Ci raised his hand to suppress it, looked back, and saw Jiang Qiuye still sleeping soundly, so he signaled Tian to be quiet.
Tian Qu was stunned for a moment, then closed his mouth. Then he spoke in a low voice, "Your Highness, the five spies we planted in Ganyang were arrested at the same time."
"Arrest them at the same time?" Ji Ci frowned. "To be able to find five spies at the same time, is there something wrong with the people around us?"
Tian Qu was stunned, "Then the prince..."
"Secretly investigate and purge, it's time to purge a group of people from Prince Qi's Mansion."
"Yes." Tian Qu nodded and left quickly.
Ji Ci retreated back to the study, closed the door, and looked at the young widow who was still sleeping not far away, with indifference and scrutiny in his eyes.
After a while, he suddenly felt a lot of cold wind rushing into the house because of his conversation with Tianqu just now.
He picked up a cloak from the side and gently covered Jiang Qiuye's shoulders, then sat back at the desk to read and write.
Jiang Qiuye actually woke up when Tian went to knock on the door.
She knew that there were exactly eighty-seven people on the spy list.
When she saw the list, she was shocked. She really didn't expect that Ji Ci had planted so many spies in Ganyang alone.
She just randomly selected five of them and sent them to Feiyan Pavilion, but she didn't expect that the exposure of just five spies would make Ji Ci suspect the people around him.
The palms of her hands hidden under her sleeves began to sweat, and she clenched them into fists.
We must speed up our actions, otherwise once Ji Ci suspects her, she will be expelled from the palace even if there is no evidence.
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