When Zhao Canchen and Lin Daoyan faced the new emperor sending people to seize the imperial seal, they were at a loss as to what to do next.
Suddenly, a slight sound came from the wall, and a deep voice came from inside: "I have a good way to solve your predicament."
Lin Yajun and the other two looked up in surprise and saw a fat man sitting astride the wall. Upon closer inspection, they realized that the unexpected guest was none other than the Prime Minister.
With no one to help him, Prime Minister Xiao seemed to have lost all his strength, and slid slowly down the wall like a lump of mud.
With a muffled thud, his obese body fell to the ground in a disheveled and pathetic manner.
Lin Yajun burst out laughing, muttering, "It really looks like a big bear."
This scene left Zhao Canchen and Lin Daoyan dumbfounded; they simply couldn't believe their eyes.
Is the person lying sprawled on the ground really the same Prime Minister Xiao, who is usually high above and imposing as the head of all officials?
Prime Minister Xiao seemed completely unaffected by the fall. He got up from the ground as if nothing had happened. He first dusted himself off, then straightened his clothes, and then swaggered forward.
When he reached Zhao Canchen, Prime Minister Xiao suddenly stopped, bowed respectfully to Zhao Canchen, and called out loudly, "Your Highness!"
Zhao Canchen took two steps back, looking at Prime Minister Xiao with a surprised expression, waiting for him to explain his purpose.
"Why don't you take the imperial seal and sit on the throne yourself, and I'll summon all the officials to submit to you?" Prime Minister Xiao stated his idea directly without any attempt to hide it.
Zhao Canchen simply shook his head slightly, without responding to Prime Minister Xiao's suggestion.
Upon seeing this, Prime Minister Xiao's eyes darted around, and then he asked Zhao Canchen with a fawning expression, "I would like to speak with your wife, if that is permissible?"
Zhao Canchen looked at Lin Yajun and gestured for her to decide for herself whether she wanted to speak with Prime Minister Xiao.
Lin Yajun hesitated for a moment, secretly wondering what this cunning and lecherous prime minister wanted to say to her, a young woman.
After all, in ancient times, women had an extremely low status and almost no voice.
Although her soul is actually from modern society, she knows she must abide by the rules of this era, at least outwardly appearing as a weak and helpless woman.
"Madam Zhao, this way please." Prime Minister Xiao stepped back a few paces with a respectful expression, seemingly showing great respect for Lin Yajun.
Seeing this, Lin Yajun couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but on the surface, she maintained a polite smile. She gripped the poisoned needle tightly in her hand, just in case.
After a brief moment of thought, Lin Yajun decided to listen to what the Prime Minister had to say before making any further plans.
So she nodded slightly in agreement and said softly, "Please speak, Prime Minister." At the same time, she took a small step forward, keeping a certain distance from Prime Minister Xiao.
Prime Minister Xiao stood three steps away from Lin Yajun. He had a large, round belly, and his small eyes darted around like a fox, looking Lin Yajun up and down.
After a while, Prime Minister Xiao lowered his voice and said to Madam Zhao, "Madam Zhao, as long as you agree to one small condition, I will do my best to help your husband ascend to the supreme throne."
Lin Yajun remained expressionless, her voice calm and firm: "Prime Minister, please state your terms first."
When Prime Minister Xiao saw that she was willing to listen to his conditions, he was secretly delighted, feeling that his plan was already half successful.
Without hesitation, Prime Minister Xiao stated his conditions: "If you can make my second daughter the Empress, and you are to be a Noble Consort, or even an Imperial Noble Consort, then today I will support your husband to ascend the throne without hesitation."
His tone was full of confidence; he clearly knew that this offer was an irresistible temptation for Lin Yajun.
To his surprise, Lin Yajun did not show the surprise or hesitation he expected. Instead, she just chuckled softly, a clear and melodious laugh that carried an undeniable determination.
Immediately afterward, Lin Yajun shook her head without hesitation and refused, saying, "Impossible! I will never let my husband be with another woman!" Her voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally firm.
Prime Minister Xiao was shocked by Lin Yajun's answer and asked incredulously, "You don't want your husband to be the king?" His voice revealed deep incomprehension.
He was certain that if he made such a proposal to the princesses of those princes, they would definitely agree.
Lin Yajun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
Her gaze was calm and firm as she looked directly at Prime Minister Xiao, and she said matter-of-factly, "My husband has become the king, and the empress is someone else. Why should I grant someone else's wish?!"
Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Xiao stared blankly at Lin Yajun, speechless for a moment. He had never expected Lin Yajun to respond in this way.
Zhao Canchen, who was standing to the side, heard the entire conversation between Lin Yajun and Prime Minister Xiao. When he heard the conditions proposed by Prime Minister Xiao, his brows furrowed tightly, and his face showed obvious displeasure.
When he heard Lin Yajun's response, his expression suddenly changed. A faint smile appeared on his lips.
Zhao Canchen looked at Lin Yajun with tenderness in his eyes, and nodded gently, affirming Lin Yajun's decision.
Prime Minister Xiao was now in dire straits; he couldn't think of any better way to persuade Lin Yajun to cooperate with him.
He was unwilling to give up this golden opportunity so easily. After a long silence, he finally made up his mind and used his last move.
Prime Minister Xiao leaned slightly closer to Lin Yajun, lowered his voice, and asked softly in a voice that no one else could hear, "You...you're from another time? You...you have a spatial ability?"
He exclaimed with emotion, "We're from the same hometown!"
Lin Yajun's heart tightened upon hearing these words.
She subconsciously narrowed her eyes, trying to hide her unease, but on the surface she still tried to appear calm and composed, denying it outright: "I...I don't understand what you're talking about."
Prime Minister Xiao did not seem to be swayed by Lin Yajun's denial. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a dismissive smile.
He lowered his voice even further, almost to the point of whispering, and continued, "I know, I could tell from the moment you started selling those cloth bags."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "Those kinds of cloth bags only existed in our time."
As he spoke, his gaze was fixed on Lin Yajun, his eyes revealing a profound and unfathomable meaning, as if he were implying to Lin Yajun that he had already discovered her secret and that cooperating with him was Lin Yajun's only way out.
Lin Yajun's expression changed slightly. She remained silent for a moment, then quietly reached into her sleeve and grasped the hidden weapon inside.
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