The eldest princess is a captive and the abstinent official is seductive

At this time, Yan Qing was still in the mansion and had not yet left.

The palace ban and the city ban were already strictly enforced. It had been less than a month since the death of the previous emperor, and the subjects were still in mourning. In addition to canceling some banquets and activities, no one was allowed to make noise or stay outside at night to cause trouble.

After the palace gates were locked, unless there was civil unrest or someone rebelled, the imperial guards would never dare to disturb the emperor's sleep for any reason.

But even if she hadn't left yet, the atmosphere in the Princess's Mansion was a little different from usual.

The lights in the bedroom were bright, making the room quiet and soft.

Wen Jin was a little uneasy. The book in his hand had been on that page for a long time, and he couldn't read a single word. His eyes frequently looked at Yan Qing who was sitting in front of the window as if he was enjoying the night.

"Is your Highness worried about anything?"

Yan Qing did not even turn his head, and said in a lazy voice: "No."

Wen Jin pursed his lips, "I want to talk to your Highness."

Yan Qing turned his head, held his chin with one hand, and looked at him with interest, "What?"

Wen Jin was silent for a moment: "Your Highness brought the son of Minister Ji into the Princess's Mansion today?"

Yan Qing hummed: "Do you have any objections again?"

"I dare not."

"I dare not." Yan Qing's voice sounded gentle, but every word was a knife piercing the heart, "I don't plan to ask for your opinion."

Wen Jin lowered his eyes: "The atmosphere in the mansion is not right tonight."

"Yeah." Yan Qing nodded, "I asked the Qilin Guard to send Hu Yunfei and Ji Chiyu away."

Sent away?

Wen Jin was startled, and a strange feeling came to her heart: "Where to send them?"

"Where else can they be sent?" Yan Qing glanced at him, "After all, they are the legitimate sons of the court officials. I won't send them to hell so quickly."

What she wanted was that Hu Yushi and Ji Shangshu would be cautious and dare not provoke her again, and even obey her when necessary.

She didn't really want to make enemies one by one.

Yan Qing would not take the initiative to make enemies with those who had no grievances with her before. She would benefit them if she could, but those who dared to block her way would still die.

Yan Qing never planned to be a kind-hearted person in this life.

"Your Highness." Shen Mo asked outside, "The Regent is here, Your Highness, do you want to see him now?"

"See you." Yan Qing got up and walked out.

However, when Yan Qing was about to step out of the door, she turned around and walked back, walked directly outside the cage, and waved.

Wen Jin leaned towards her.

Yan Qing reached into the cage with one hand and touched his head, just like touching a pet, but with a bit of deterrence: "Be good, don't do things you shouldn't do, otherwise I won't forgive you."

After saying this, she turned and walked out.

Wen Jin was stunned, and before he could feel the warmth of her palm, his heart suddenly sank, and a sense of uneasiness suddenly came over him.

He vaguely felt that something was about to happen, and it was completely beyond his control.

But he couldn't think of it for a while.

Until Yan Qing went out, he never came back.

One hour, two hours, and even midnight passed.

Yan Qing went out all night.

Wen Jin raised his hand and gently covered his heart, which was beating violently.

Yan Qing should have been delayed or left the mansion, he told himself.

After all, Yan Qing was very busy and would not stay in the mansion all the time.

However, when the maid brought in breakfast, put the breakfast on the table without looking at it, and walked out without looking away, Wen Jin really confirmed the source of the uneasy premonition.

Putting down the book, he looked up and watched the direction where the maid left. The hand holding the book tightened unconsciously. A strong feeling of panic made him unable to stay any longer.

Wen Jin got up and walked out of the cage, found the key on the table by the window, and opened the shackles neatly.

After all the hand and foot shackles fell off, he could no longer maintain his gentle and elegant demeanor. He hurried out and looked at the mansion that seemed to have disappeared in an instant. A corner of his heart slowly fell into the ice cellar.

All the Qilin guards on duty were gone.

The Princess's Mansion was silent, as if someone had come back from somewhere.

Wen Jin's face turned pale, his lips tightened slowly, and his eyes were lonely and sad.

He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

After being in a daze for a while, Wen Jin walked out of the Princess's Mansion step by step, like a wooden sculpture. The scenery was beautiful and quiet, and the spring was everywhere.

Occasionally, there were maids coming and going, and the eyes they looked at Wen Jin also revealed an indescribable meaning. Wen Jin didn't pay attention to it and just walked out in a daze.

"My people." A young man was guarding outside the door. When he saw Wen Jin coming out, he hurried forward, "My subordinates received news that the Princess's Palace had left the imperial city at 1:00 pm and went to Suzaku City."

Going to Suzaku City?

Wen Jin looked at the gate silently.

The Yin hour was the time for the city gate to be opened. Yan Qing had prepared to leave last night, but she didn't say a word in front of him.

His heart tightened, Wen Jin suppressed the dull pain in his heart, and his lips turned pale, but soon relaxed slowly.

It's nothing.

He told himself that Yan Qing would not abandon him, and she couldn't bear to abandon him.

As long as he was obedient, brought everything she needed, and delivered it to her personally, she would be happy.

She would be happy.

"I won't go to Suzaku City." Wen Jin lowered his eyes, his voice was low and gentle, like a clean spring, "Suzaku City is now completely under her control, she has no need to go back, send reliable spies to chase, to know her exact whereabouts."

She must have gone to another place she thought was very important.

"Yes."

"In addition, you take people to the dungeon of the Princess's Mansion to see if Xiao Jinghan is still there." Wen Jin ordered calmly, "If he is still there, chop off his hands and feet and send one to Xiao Chongshan and Yan Chen."

Wei Yun was shocked: "Who?"

"Do as you say."

"Yes."

The quiet and lonely look between Wen Jin's eyebrows slowly faded, replaced by coldness, ruthlessness, cruelty and decisiveness.

He will do everything for her so that she has no worries. He will stay here to take care of her things and wait for her to come back.

After returning to his residence, Wen Jin summoned his trusted subordinates: "Is Xiao Chongshan in the military camp?"

"Yes."

"The only legitimate son is in trouble, but he is interested in military affairs." Wen Jin's voice was cold and ruthless, "Send someone to Jizhou, the old lady of the Xiao family has lived long enough."

"The subordinates understand."

Wen Jin stood alone for a moment, as if he had completely merged into the night, with a lonely and desolate aura around him, like a wolf independent of heaven and earth, and the loneliness of losing his companions was so clear and strong.

Looking up at the night sky, it was warm and cold in the moon, especially in the early morning, and people could not feel a trace of temperature.

Yan Qing.

These two words penetrated into his bone marrow like a bone-eroding poison, and penetrated into his limbs and bones. They had already merged with his life and blood, and there was no cure.

Just a little thought can be full of sweetness, but also heartbreaking.

Wen Jin hid his emotions and went into the room to change clothes and wash up.

The bright light illuminated his gentle face. Wen Jin changed into an official uniform, looking dignified, elegant, and a graceful young man from a noble family.

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