Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

In recent days, Jinchen has been attending morning court more and more often. It's not his intention, but he just wants to be lazy and sleep more. When Jie Zhiwei comes back from court, he will be scolded in the imperial study.

Jinchen was miserable and could only get up early to attend court and be a vase mascot.

It was a day off and according to the rules of the Dajin Kingdom, there was no need to attend court. Jinchen finally had some free time and he waited leisurely until almost noon before entering the imperial study to review memorials.

Yu Huayao was also there.

The rumor that Yu Guishi had been enjoying the emperor's favor recently spread quickly in the palace, and only he knew about it. Although he was summoned on the night he first entered the palace... His Majesty did not touch him at all.

Yu Huayao didn't understand why, but he still remembered his mission, so he came to the imperial study every day to grind ink for Jinchen and serve him.

Little did he know that Jinchen also had his own considerations. The Grand Tutor was a high-ranking official... an important factor in his reversal! Moreover, the Grand Tutor also had the clues to the magic medicine, so there could be no mistakes. He had to find a time to let Yu Huayao work for him.

As Jinchen was thinking this, Gao Kun's voice was heard outside the hall. It was Jie Zhiwei who came.

He glanced at Yu Huayao who was quietly grinding ink, and silently moved his body away.

"I see your Majesty."

When Xie Zhiwei walked in, he saw Yu Huayao serving beside him. He paused before moving forward, but his tone became colder.

Jin Chen coughed lightly, but it was difficult for him to explain since Yu Huayao was still here. "No need to be polite. Why did the little uncle come here today?"

Xie Zhiwei slowly straightened his body as he was about to salute. His eyes darkened when he heard that, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow in his eyes.

"I hope I am not disturbing your beauty."

Vinegar, vinegar, you still have the nerve to be jealous when the window paper hasn't even been broken.

Jin Chen snorted in his heart, "This is groundless, little uncle, come and sit down."

Xie Zhiwei still did not move.

He felt uncomfortable just looking at such a glaring scene, let alone participating in it. The jealousy in his heart was about to turn into a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to discuss with you, so please ask everyone irrelevant to leave.

Yu Huayao was able to remain silent just now, although he also felt that this prince was different from the rumors and was inexplicably targeting him.

But after hearing this, he could no longer stand. He put down the ink block and tried to pull Jinchen's sleeves. His voice was still clear and sweet, "Your Majesty... You allowed me to come in. I don't want to leave now."

Jinchen quickly withdrew one of his sleeves, making Yu Huayao's coquettish behavior go in vain.

He glanced at Xie Zhiwei, who was about to be overwhelmed by jealousy, and said, "I am discussing court affairs with the young uncle, you can leave now."

Yu Huayao gritted his teeth, half-knelt beside Jinchen and said softly, "Then I, your servant, would like to ask for a reward, please?"

"what would you like."

"A hairpin." Yu Huayao raised his head happily, "Just a hairpin."

Jinchen didn't understand why he was asking for a reward for a hairpin. Anyway, he could still use this person in the future, as the Grand Tutor doted on him very much.

"Okay, I'll let Gao Kun choose."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jinchen inexplicably felt that the air pressure around him had dropped a lot.

He secretly looked at Jie Zhiwei again, and sure enough, his expression became even colder. He waved his sleeves uncomfortably and ordered Yu Huayao, "Get out now."

"Yes, I'll take my leave. Thank you, Your Majesty!" Yu Huayao was so happy that when he left, he inevitably brushed past Xie Zhiwei who was standing outside.

Xie Zhiwei's crossed fingers almost tore her palms, and the jealousy in her heart flowed like poison.

Jinchen gave Yu Huayao the hairpin.

Doesn't he know what giving a hairpin as a gift represents in the Dajin Kingdom?

Even though the late emperor favored Concubine Li in the past, he only gave the hairpin to the empress.

Why does Yu Huayao do that?

Xie Zhiwei felt like he was pricked by a sharp needle, and acid kept flowing out.

Jinchen didn’t know, he only knew that if he didn’t say something, the imperial study would be flooded with jealousy.

He stood up and took Jie Zhiwei's hand, his tone a little worried: "Why is the little uncle absent-minded today? What happened?"

When Xie Zhiwei heard Jinchen's voice, her hand was held before she could react. She almost couldn't help but ask.

But when the words came to his lips, he only said: "It is almost the hottest summer, Your Majesty, will you still go to the Jiangnan Palace to escape the heat this year?"

Jin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and said nonchalantly, "Of course."

"Is that what the little uncle wants to ask?" He raised his hand and gently stroked Xie Zhiwei's thin shoulder. "This is not a big deal."

Xie Zhiwei lowered his eyes, not daring to let Jinchen see the hatred in his heart.

Xie Zhiwei thought that his relationship with the emperor had finally been eased with great difficulty. If he knew now that he wanted to execute Yu Huayao... he would definitely be unwilling to do so.

"It's okay." Xie Zhi said with a trembling voice.

"This kind of thing is always decided by the little uncle, so there is no need to ask me specifically."

Jinchen's tone also became cold, but when he turned around, Jie Zhiwei grabbed his hand, and he saw his eyes, which were filled with pain, and his pupils were dark and deep.

"Your Majesty said that he did not hate me, why did you become so distant?"

At the moment of speaking, Xie Zhiwei seemed to have turned back into the regent who held the power of life and death. He was very imposing, but only he himself knew how weak he was. His originally cruel heart had long since turned into thick and soft unwillingness in front of Jinchen.

More like begging.

Jinchen stared at him for a long while, then suddenly pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. The body in his arms stiffened for a moment and then quickly softened, as if he had not expected to be hugged.

"Little uncle, I'm going to ask you one last time. Do you really just want to talk about the palace?"

"minister……"

Xie Zhiwei shuddered, and her breathing suddenly became hot. She was troubled by her own unbearable thoughts, and was afraid that Jinchen would be disgusted and reject her feelings if he knew them. But she also wanted to just say everything and pour out all her sour feelings to him, but she had no idea what she would face afterwards.

In the past, when I faced life and death decisions, none of them were as difficult as this moment.

Gradually, before he spoke, a mist rose in his eyes.

Jinchen couldn't help but feel soft-hearted after seeing this, and thought, forget it, there's no need to rush.

The hand around Jie Zhiwei's back helped him to calm down. His tone was no longer as cold as he pretended to be. Instead, he said with some coaxing intent, "Okay, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

"Uncle, come and see the memorials that I don't know how to review."

Jinchen took Jie Zhiwei's hand and sat down beside the dragon throne, and changed the topic.

Xie Zhiwei reached out and took the memorial, but he couldn't read a single word. It seemed as if something in his dantian was gradually burning, and the tip of his tongue was bitten so hard that it was almost bleeding.

He realized something was wrong. It was the same thing after he drank the blood that night, but it had never happened before.

"Little uncle?" Jin Chen poked his shoulder in confusion, "Why are you..."

The caring words were interrupted by the sound of the memorial being thrown away, and in Jinchen's arms there appeared a beautiful prince with a soft body.

Jinchen raised his eyebrows, his interest growing.

My goodness, he has never seen anyone whose body is more honest than his mouth.

But Xie Zhiwei's reaction was really strange. Jinchen glanced at his cup and there was no aphrodisiac in it.

Could it be that this is also the aftereffect of the backlash of peerless martial arts?