Quick Wear: The fishing beauty makes the villain obsessed

The next morning.

When Luo Yi walked out of the Fourth Prince's Mansion with the wet nurse holding little Zhaoming, she immediately saw Chu Yanyi who was already standing at the door waiting for them.

Chu Yanyi heard the footsteps, but he did not turn around to look at Luo Yi.

It was not until Luo Yi got on the carriage that Chu Yanyi turned his eyes in the direction of the carriage and then climbed on the horse.

No one spoke on the way back to the palace.

Until everyone arrived in front of the Yangxin Palace.

Chu Yanwen stood on the steps, and after watching Luo Yi getting off the sedan chair, the corners of Chu Yanwen's lips curled up slightly.

After Luo Yi got off the sedan chair, he looked up at Chu Yanwen on the steps.

Then, she walked slowly up the stairs with her wet nurse and little Zhaoming.

Until she stood in front of Chu Yanwen, Chu Yanwen raised his hand, gently brushed away the hair on Luo Yi's temples, and asked her in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Have you thought it through? Do you still want to be my woman?"

Luo Yi looked up at Chu Yanwen in front of her and responded gently, "I've thought it through. I still want to be your majesty's woman."

"Okay." Chu Yanwen responded softly.

Afterwards, he, who had always been self-disciplined and polite, ignored the presence of other people, held the back of Luo Yi's head with one hand, put his other hand around her waist, and kissed Luo Yi's lips.

Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, but finally she slowly closed her eyes.

Chu Yanyi stood at the bottom of the stairs and saw this scene. He subconsciously clenched his fists.

Then he turned his head away and didn't look up again.

**

Five years later.

In the Royal Palace Garden.

A little boy in brocade clothes suddenly jumped down from the treetop, startling a group of palace maids and eunuchs who were looking for him under the tree.

"Oh, Your Highness, you jumped down from such a high tree. I was almost scared to death." When the senior palace maid Shaoyao saw the little boy jumping down from the tree, she was so scared that she kept beating her chest and shivering.

"You deserve it. I told you to look for me, but you couldn't find me after searching for a long time. I had to wait for you on the tree for so long." The little boy said angrily.

"That can't be helped. Your Highness is so good at hiding. How could we have imagined that Your Highness would hide in a tree?"

"You are so boring. I am going to go play with my father and mother." After saying that, Chu Zhaoming turned and ran towards the imperial study.

In the imperial study room.

Luo Yi was sitting at her desk reviewing memorials. Not far from her, on a coffee table by the window, Chu Yanwen was drinking tea while tilting his head to admire the scenery outside the window.

"Yier, it's spring again. Time flies by so fast."

Hearing Chu Yanwen's sigh, Luo Yi, who was busy reviewing memorials, said with some dissatisfaction: "Your Majesty is quite free, why don't you help me with the remaining memorials..."

"Cough cough cough..." Before Luo Yi finished his words, he heard a long series of coughs from Chu Yanwen.

Again!

Ever since Luo Yi was able to review memorials independently under Chu Yanwen's guidance, Chu Yanwen began to find various excuses to avoid reviewing memorials.

If he didn't need to appear in person at the morning court, he would probably have asked Luo Yi to attend the court on his behalf.

After Luo Yi finished dealing with the memorials on hand, she stood up and walked to sit next to Chu Yanwen, then complained with resentment, "Your Majesty, don't you feel ashamed? You are the emperor of Dajin, but you only know how to slack off every day and push everything onto me. You are really good."

"That's because my queen is so capable that she allows me to take some time out from my busy schedule." Chu Yanwen smiled, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for Luo Yi.

Then, he looked at Luo Yi with a smile and said, "You must be tired. Take a rest first, and then help me finish reviewing the remaining memorials."

Luo Yi turned her eyes and glanced at Chu Yanwen, and said angrily: "I have never seen an emperor who is more oppressive than you."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yanwen lowered his head and chuckled a few times.

"Give me your hand, I'll take your pulse." After taking a sip of tea, Luo Yi gently gestured to Chu Yanwen to stretch out his hand.

"No need." Chu Yanwen smiled and rejected Luo Yi's kindness, "Do you think I look a little bit unwell now? I'm fine now."

"Just stretch out your hand as I told you to. Why are you so long-winded?" Luo Yi reached out his hand arrogantly and held Chu Yanwen's wrist, then placed it on the coffee table and carefully felt his pulse.

Chu Yanwen looked at Luo Yi's soft and delicate profile, and with his lips slightly curled, he whispered, "Yier, there was a secret letter from Tianji Pavilion, and Ayi also took people to Southern Xinjiang."

The Moon Worship Cult is the largest assassination organization in Southern Xinjiang and is the canine fangs of the Southern Xinjiang royal family.

The royal family of Southern Xinjiang has always been ambitious about the Jin Dynasty and wanted to annex it.

As a wing of the Southern Xinjiang royal family, the Moon Worshiping Sect has been recruiting soldiers from the Central Plains martial arts world in recent years in an attempt to strengthen Southern Xinjiang's strength.

It’s just that many of the Central Plains martial arts families were unwilling to go along with them, and as a result, there were many tragic cases of family annihilation in the Central Plains martial arts world.

Luo Yi lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"He still hasn't let you go. Even though he doesn't know whether you are still alive or not, he has kept your hatred in his heart." Chu Yanwen stared at Luo Yi's pure and beautiful face and continued in a gentle voice, "Now, he has also helped you to get revenge."

Chu Yanyi has become the leader of the martial arts world in recent years using the identity of Young Master Lin Muyuan in white.

Taking this as an opportunity, he gathered the best heroes in the world and conquered the Moon Worship Cult in Southern Xinjiang.

Chu Yanwen has never misjudged Chu Yanyi. Even if Chu Yanyi does not rely on the royal family, he can still call the shots in the world.

He is a natural leader, with a charm that can make all the heroes in the world submit to him.

"Ayi has done a lot of things over the years." Chu Yanwen said, turning his head to look at the huge paintings hanging on the wall in the center of the imperial study.

These are the maps of the Jin Dynasty that Chu Yanyi drew for Chu Yanwen over the past decade.

These maps of rivers and mountains highly restore the border landscape of the Great Jin Dynasty. Some of the maps are so detailed that they can be used directly as border defense combat maps.

Luo Yi still didn't respond, she just carefully took Chu Yanwen's pulse.

Just as Luo Yi retracted his hand and was about to speak, Chu Zhaoming's voice came from outside the palace, "Father, Father..."

Hearing Xiao Zhaoming's voice, Chu Yanwen instantly pulled the corners of his lips apart.

He turned around and opened his arms, and saw a small shadow flying into his arms like a meteor, "Father, your son is here."

Chu Yanwen held the little meat ball in his arms and said with a smile, "My dear Zhaoming, where did you go to play just now? Why are you so dirty?"

"Father, I am really amazing. I just climbed a tree, a very tall one. I saw a falcon on the tree, flying very high... It's a pity that I don't have wings, otherwise I would like to fly with it..."

Hearing this, Chu Yanwen immediately frowned, "That won't work. If Zhaoming flies away with the falcon, what should I and your mother do?"

"I'll fly back soon." Little Zhaoming immediately replied with a smile.

"That's more like it." Chu Yanwen smiled and touched little Zhaoming's soft cheek, "Zhaoming, do you want to fly like a falcon?"

"Yes!"

"Although I cannot make Zhaoming grow wings, I can make him a kite. When the wind blows, I can fly the kite with Zhaoming, okay?"

"Great, Father, I want a kite that looks like a falcon."

"That's no problem. I will now accompany Zhaoming to be a kite that looks like a falcon."

Chu Yanwen said this and stood up to help Chu Zhaoming make a kite.

Maybe because he stood up too quickly, Chu Yanwen's thin body swayed. If Luo Yi hadn't supported him in time, he might have fallen down.

"Your Majesty, don't hold on. Let Zhaoming play by himself." Luo Yi looked into Chu Yanwen's eyes, a hint of mist appearing in them.

"That won't do. The most important thing for me now is to accompany Zhaoming well." Chu Yanwen smiled and glanced at Luo Yi, then his eyes fell on the face of little Zhaoming who had climbed onto the dragon throne and turned out a piece of white paper to draw a kite. "I don't want him to forget me as his father in the future."