Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Chapter 958: How can I break the confinement of the queen? twenty four

With such pressure-filled eyes, Jin Xiaomo did not dare to show anything. Even though he was so angry that he vomited blood, he could only leave as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, Jin Xiaomo's hatred for Jin Chen increased a lot.

He had painstakingly cultivated people for so long, and finally managed to get a seat in the court. However, Jin Chen believed in just a few words from that tutor!

This matter must not be left alone.

After leaving the imperial study room, Jin Xiaomo thought for a while and walked to the Huichun Palace.

When Jinchen went to see Wen Zhiheng again, he was rejected again. The reason why he chose Wen Zhiheng was that he was still ill and he was really afraid of infecting His Majesty, otherwise the gain would outweigh the loss.

Jinchen had no way to refute this reason.

Two days later, in order to prevent himself from being locked out of the palace again, Jinchen went to Qixin Palace as soon as he went to court.

Yunwu and Shunping didn't dare to stop him, but they also didn't dare to wake Wen Zhiheng who was still sleeping. They could only watch Jinchen enter the dormitory.

Wen Zhiheng was sleeping lightly. Jinchen heard the noise as soon as he came in. Unexpectedly, before he had time to react, when he opened his eyes, Jinchen had already opened the curtain and sat down by the bed.

"Huaifeng always doesn't want to see me."

Jinchen started to feel sulky. He took off his outer robe very neatly and hugged his queen while whispering.

"Recently, those idiots in the court are always angry with me. I can't even sleep well when they are angry with me."

"Haifeng, stay with me for a while."

When people first wake up from sleep, there is always a moment of chaos. Wen Zhiheng looked at Jinchen lying down next to him. Even if he closed his eyes, his brows were still furrowed, as if he really hadn't had a good rest.

In the haze, she didn't push him away. She was drowsy and about to fall asleep. Suddenly she thought of what happened in the past few days. Her mind immediately became clear. She sat up straight and her expression became cold in an instant.

"Since Your Majesty wants to rest, I won't disturb you."

Jinchen was really tired these past few days. The original body left him a pile of tatters. He was about to fall asleep when he was caught off guard and felt Wen Zhiheng getting up to get out of bed, so he subconsciously held Wen Zhiheng's hand.

"You're so unwilling to stay with me."

The deep voice was filled with dull anger.

Wen Zhiheng narrowed his eyes and tied the waist of his obscene clothes that had been messed up by sleeping, "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much, you... ah!"

He was suddenly pulled back and fell onto the bed. His ink-colored silk strands spread out in an instant. Above his surprised eyes was a very angry looking Jin Chen.

"Your Majesty, hurry up..." Wen Zhiheng's eyes widened, and his hand that wanted to break free was firmly grasped by Jin Chen. He felt heat on his lips, and then his breath was wrapped in aggressive agarwood, and his breath was too hot. fragrant.

Wen Zhiheng stared blankly at Jin Chen's eyes. Even if he was angry, he seemed to be there.

Then he quickly reacted, forcefully breaking away from the held hand, and pushed Jinchen's chest away. Junyi's face turned a little pale, as if he was frightened.

Obvious rejection.

Jinchen was pushed away by him and was stunned for a few seconds. He was surprised and kept leaning forward for a kiss, but the person in his arms had already escaped and reached the other side of the bed.

He turned his head, the anger in his chest completely uncontrollable, "You reject me, you hate me so much."

Wen Zhiheng turned his head away from him. Whether it was rejection or disgust, Jin Chen had no way of knowing, but what he was sure of was that it was not just a matter of not accepting it.

Jin Chen sneered, angry, and pulled Wen Zhiheng's arm involuntarily, holding his chin and kissing him fiercely, every breath filled with a sense of aggression.

Wen Zhiheng seemed to know that he could not escape and no longer refused, but his face became more and more ugly. A bit of blood spilled from his bitten lip during the struggle, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

This is not what kissing a partner should look like. Even if there is a quarrel or estrangement, this should not be the reaction.

Jin Chen suddenly stopped moving, silently raised his body, and looked at Wen Zhiheng. The latter's face was pale, his eyes were filled with mist, but his eyes were extremely cold.

A few seconds later, Jinchen stood up, opened the curtain and got out of bed. Yunwu, who was kneeling outside, saw this and hurried over to help him put on his coat without daring to raise his head.

On the bed, Wen Zhiheng wiped his lips and turned his back to the outside. His body trembled for a long time before he stopped. His fingertips trembled as he touched the jade bracelet, held it tightly, and closed his eyes.

0731 is puzzled in space.

[Host... calm down, your heart rate is still -45 now! Maybe it's because of this. 】

[It’s not like I’ve never had negative values ​​before. How has he ever...rejected me like this? ] Jinchen felt aggrieved as he spoke.

[…] That’s true.

After putting on his clothes, Jinchen swung his sleeves fiercely and strode away.

Yunwu was so frightened that he broke into a sweat. It was the first time he saw the emperor being driven away by the queen on the bed. Fortunately... fortunately the emperor did not express his anger.

His mood was so bad that Jinchen could only sit in the imperial garden and sulk.

He was holding fire in his heart and walked so fast that all the palace attendants behind him almost couldn't keep up. Yan Fu'an was too frightened to say anything.

But it is not a problem for His Majesty to be so angry. Now that Mr. Shaochen is no longer favored, it seems that no one can really calm His Majesty.

Yan Fu'an was extremely worried, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

"Your Majesty, the young prince is going back to the palace today. You said a few days ago that you would reorganize the East Palace. I heard that the people below have taken away a lot of your things."

"Perhaps there are still memories with Her Royal Highness the Queen. Would you like to go take a look?"

Jinchen paused and remained silent. Yan Fuan knelt down in fear, waiting for his answer.

"Have someone take it to the Imperial Study Room."

"promise."

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In fact, they are just small items.

Jin Chen pulled the things on the plate, suddenly stopped looking, and picked up a jade pendant, "What is this?"

"Replying to Your Majesty, this is a gift from the former Empress Dowager. You and the Queen each have a jade pendant that symbolizes one heart and one mind. Yours is made into a jade pendant, and the queen's is made into a jade bracelet."

"Jade bracelet..."

Wen Zhiheng indeed always wears a jade bracelet on his wrist.

Jinchen became even more confused and tapped his fingertips on the jade pendant. Since Huaifeng was still wearing a jade bracelet, why was he so repelled by it?

He stuffed the jade pendant into his arms and motioned to Yan Fu'an to take the other things and put them away.

"Your Majesty, when the young prince returns to the palace, His Highness will definitely come to greet him. Will you ask him then?"

"Hmph, what's the question? What's there to ask?"

Jinchen took a sip of tea angrily, "He ignored me, and I ignored him!"

At least until we figure out the reason, we won't get into trouble again.

The little prince's return to the palace is a big battle, and Jin Chen deliberately wants everyone to know that Jin Chen will personally raise him in the palace this time and will not leave again until he ascends the throne.

Jin Yufeng was less than six years old this year. He suddenly left the familiar palace and went to this extremely luxurious but unfamiliar place. It was inevitable that he would be scared and always have a tense face.

But when he saw Jin Chen, his eyes suddenly brightened a little. He timidly trotted over, pulled up Jin Chen's sleeves, raised his head and shouted, "Uncle..."