Wen Yu curled her lips.
She lifted Jiang Qi's chin, and their eyes met for a moment.
Wen Yu gently flicked the hollow golden pill under his gaze filled with desire and trembling.
Wen Yu stood up, walked out of the golden cage, and admired the masterpiece she had created.
Jiang Qi knelt in the golden cage, his arms hung up, his ankles locked, his long hair spread out, holding a hollow golden ball, and gold powder dotted with totems.
Where is the trace of old-fashionedness?
If people who knew Jiang Qi saw this scene, I am afraid no one would believe that the person in front of them could be the impartial and serious Dali Temple Chief Justice Jiang Qi, who was described as old-fashioned behind his back by others with extraordinary means.
Under Wen Yu's gaze, the conservative Jiang Qi felt as if his whole body was burning, as if it had condensed into hot white steam that wrapped around him, blurring his vision and senses.
But he could feel the princess's focused gaze through everything.
The princess was very pleased with him...
Jiang Qi lowered his eyes to look at the disgusting thing, then fixed his gaze firmly on Wen Yu.
Wen Yu was just opening the door a crack at this time, and asked Liu Chun to bring the drawing board over.
She took the drawing board and muttered, "I was careless. I should have brought the drawing board in advance!"
Liu Chun stood far away and snickered, "Princess, you have been blinded by beauty."
Wen Yu: ...
"This princess is not someone who is blinded by lust."
After closing the door, Wen Yu set up the drawing board alone.
"Master Jiang, I'm about to start."
Jiang Qi's breath caught in his throat when he heard that.
As the rustling sound began, he seemed to feel an invisible, hot hand falling on him.
That was the princess's hand, the hand that controlled all his emotions.
Jiang Qi's eyes gradually turned red, and the feather totem on his forehead became more seductive.
At this moment, he seemed to have really turned into a canary raised by the princess.
Princess……
Once Wen Yu starts painting, she becomes very devoted to it.
For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the rustling of the paintbrush and Jiang Qi's disordered breathing.
…
Outside the princess's mansion.
Yun Yang was still kneeling. He had already made it known that he would not leave unless the princess saw him.
Liu Dong's mouth twitched and she let out a long sigh. She still had some resentment towards Yun Yang. If it weren't for him, how could the princess have fallen off the cliff?
"Prince Yun, the princess won't see you, please go back."
Yun Yang lowered his head: "Is the Princess still blaming me?"
Liu Dong said expressionlessly, "Prince Yun, the princess will naturally treat your crime when she wants to, but you definitely can't kneel in front of the door and demand to see the princess now."
Yun Yang said nothing.
Liu Dong continued to speak harshly: "Master Yun, what I said may not sound nice, but it is the truth. Who are you? The princess has long forgotten you."
Yun Yang: ...
He was not discouraged, and said firmly: "How could the princess forget me? It was me who accidentally knocked the princess off the Hunting Teeth Cliff..."
Liu Dong was speechless: "How dare you say that?"
Yun Yang suddenly became listless upon hearing this, and his whole body was like an eggplant hit by frost, and he had lost all the energy and spirit he had just had.
"If you continue to kneel here and disturb the princess's good mood, don't blame us for being rude to you."
Yun Yang pursed his lips and said, "Aunts, don't worry about me. I'll just kneel down..."
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves interrupted Yun Yang's words.
Lin Yuzhi rode over, tightened the reins, and glanced at Yun Yang who was kneeling in front of the door.
Liu Dong bowed and said, "Greetings to Prime Minister Lin. Does the Prime Minister also want to see the princess?"
Lin Yuzhi dismounted and did not answer, but asked, "Is the Dali Temple Minister in the Princess's residence?"
"Yes." Liu Dong nodded. "Prime Minister, are you looking for Lord Jiang? Lord Jiang is having important matters with the princess, and the princess has ordered that we must not disturb him."
Lin Yuzhi gradually tightened the reins in his hands, but his face was calm as he said, "Of course, I can't disturb the princess's interest. There is no need to inform her. I can just go into the princess's mansion and wait for the Dali Temple Minister."
Liu Dong nodded upon hearing this, led Lin Yuzhi to the front hall to sit down, and served tea: "Then the Prime Minister will wait for Lord Jiang here."
As for Yun Yang who was outside the door, he also wanted to follow Lin Yuzhi and fish in troubled waters, but he was stopped by Liu Qiu who was yawning beside him.
Yun Yang asked, "Didn't the Prime Minister go in as well?"
"The Prime Minister came to look for Lord Jiang and did not disturb the princess. As for you, Prince Yun, you are here to do whatever the princess doesn't like."
Yun Yang: ...
"Master Yun, I will give you one last piece of advice. No matter how long you kneel, the princess will not be moved. It will only make her more annoyed."
Yun Yang: ...
"But I heard that when the princess and General Lu first met, General Lu knelt in front of the palace and couldn't get up..."
Liu Qiu was shocked when he heard this: "Why do you want to compare yourself with General Lu? The princess loves General Lu, so she feels pity for him. As for you, my prince..."
The unfinished words sounded like a slap in the face to Yun Yang.
He was silent for a moment and then said, "I understand."
Having said this, he left dejectedly, his back filled with a desolate look.
Liu Qiu sighed.
This Prince Yun is quite sincere, but he is not very smart, and his appearance is not top-notch. With General Lu and Lord Jiang of Yue, the princess will definitely look down on Prince Yun.
All we can say is that the flowing water has its own intention. The fallen petals float everywhere but they just don't fall into the flowing water.
At this moment in the inner courtyard room, Wen Yu gently put down her pen.
She slowly stroked the drawing board with her palm, looked up at Jiang Qi in the cage, and said leisurely: "Let's call it "Golden Cage Locking Bird"..."
"Master Jiang..."
Jiang Qi stared at Wen Yu with deep eyes when he heard that.
Wen Yu walked forward, took off the golden pill, touched his cheek, and whispered, "You've been kneeling for so long, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
Jiang Qi was freed from the shackles, feeling a little sour. He shook his head and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Princess, I am not feeling unwell."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yu kissed his lips.
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