Time travel has no future, the peasant girl just wants to farm and get rich

At this early morning, the sky was not completely bright yet, and the palace was filled with early morning silence.

Just as he was about to get up and go back after the morning session, a servant hurriedly walked into the hall and carefully reported the news of last night:

"Your Majesty, the nine women got married yesterday. They all entered the bridal chamber in the evening and the ministers in the family were full of joy.

Congratulations to the Emperor. From now on, no minister's legitimate daughter will look covetously at the Emperor's appearance. "

Yan Mingjue nodded lightly without showing any expression.

He thought quietly about the implications of the news.

For the ministers, this is a matter of celebration, which means the continuation of the family and the strengthening of power.

However, for Yan Mingjue, this is a kind of release, a joy of being freed from bondage.

These nine married women are all the legitimate daughters of ministers.

Above them, there were extremely large families and powers, and their existence made Yan Mingjue feel extremely depressed.

If they are not dealt with, it will be bad if the ministers use this to put pressure on him to reopen the harem.

Their appearance, their gentleness, and their pride have all become a thorn in Yan Mingjue's heart, making him want to get rid of them all the time.

However, now, these women have finally become other people's brides, and he no longer worries about the power of the ministers.

Yan Mingjue looked at the servant with a smile, a hint of relief and joy in his eyes.

"This is a great thing." Yan Mingjue said softly, with a hint of complicated emotions in his voice.

The servant's legs went weak and he quickly replied: "Yes, Your Majesty. The ministers are also full of joy and feel that it is an honor for their daughter to become the marriage partner of the Emperor himself."

"Is it an honor?" Yan Mingjue narrowed his eyes, his eyes seemed to be chasing something unknown.

"The vision of ministers is always limited to power and status. They only see the halo behind power, but ignore the truth."

"Your Majesty, you mean..." The servant hesitated, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"I have long seen the veil behind this world. Power and status are just phantoms in front of me." The smile on Yan Mingjue's face gradually turned into indifference. "And this kind of phantom is not worth mentioning."

The servant was stunned, unable to understand the meaning of Yan Mingjue's words.

However, he did not have the courage to ask further questions, so he had to lower his head and wait quietly for what Lord Yan Ming would say next.

"For a long time, the legitimate daughters of ministers have had various thoughts about me, and they have also made many moves.

Don't think that I don't know what they did just because there are clues hidden.

They are so beautiful, so noble, but they make me miserable. "Yan Mingjue sighed, his eyes gradually becoming deeper. "However, now, they have finally left, and they will no longer miss me. "

The servant quietly raised his head, looking at Yan Mingjue's complicated expression, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy.

Perhaps, this monarch's stunning appearance was once troubled by the young ladies, and now he is trying to get rid of it.

"It's time." Yan Mingjue said softly, his eyes shining with determination.

"Nothing else, you go down first!"

"Subordinates retire."

As the days passed, Su Youjun's body slowly recovered. Yan Mingjue was in a very happy mood because Jun'er could finally get out of bed and walk around. He had waited for this day for too long.

In the early morning, the sun shines into the room through the gauze curtains, reflecting on Su Youjun's fair face.

She slowly opened her eyes and felt the warmth of the morning sun.

During this period of time, she ate and slept, and she felt like she had gained a lot of weight.

Yan Mingjue sat beside the bed and called softly: "Jun'er, are you awake? How is your body recovering today?"

Su Youjun smiled slightly and replied in a low voice: "Mingjue, why did you come here so early?

I just woke up and I feel better. "

Ever since he got sick, this guy has gone to the next room to rest. Every day he comes here, he has to ask how he is doing!

Yan Mingjue smiled broadly, with relief in his eyes.

He gently held Su Youjun's hand and said, "Jun'er, your body has recovered well. It's time to go out for a walk."

Su Youjun nodded, his heart full of expectations. Ever since she was hit in the chest and arm with a concealed weapon, she has been trapped in the palace and can only imagine the outside world based on the scenery outside the window.

"Well! I feel that my whole body is almost healed, and I can get out of bed and walk around today." Su Youjun said happily.

"Jun'er, let me help you up."

"it is good!"

Yan Mingjue helped Su Youjun sit up and guided her to get out of bed step by step.

As time passed, Su Youjun felt that her legs and feet were getting stronger and stronger, and her body became lighter and lighter.

When Su Youjun stepped out of the room and felt the cold wind of early winter blowing on her face, he couldn't help but close his eyes and feel this indescribable freedom and happiness.

"Jun'er, look, this is a world you haven't seen while you were sick." Yan Mingjue pointed at the palace surrounded by flowers and plants, with a smile on his face.

Su Youjun opened his eyes, admiring the beautiful scenery in his eyes.

It is indeed the national flower! The palace is full of king peonies, adding a lot of color to the cold atmosphere of early winter.

She took a deep breath and felt the power surging in her body. She took steps and walked forward slowly.

This was the first time she walked out of the palace after recovering from illness, and she was in an extremely happy mood.

Everything seemed so beautiful and incredible, as if the whole world had taken on new life because of her recovery.

While walking slowly through the courtyard, Su Youjun noticed a figure, a young and beautiful palace maid who was tending flowers in the courtyard.

Her snow-white skin was as transparent as jade. There is a hint of tenderness and optimism between his brows. She was wearing simple and elegant clothes, which made her look like a fairy descending into the world.

Yan Mingjue also noticed Su Youjun's gaze. He smiled and explained: "The little girl who was just hired to take care of the palace has a special talent for flowers."

Su Youjun looked at the girl and felt a warmth welling up in his heart. She walked towards her with steady steps and said with a smile: "Girl, your flower skills are really amazing."

The girl turned around and replied with a smile: "Thank you, the Queen. This is just my slave's hobby for flowers."

Su Youjun was greeted by her smile, her heart was shaken, and she felt a long-lost emotion.

He thought of his biological sister, who was as innocent and cute as this little girl.

"Jun'er, I see that your steps are getting stronger and stronger, and you don't have any fuss at all. It seems that you are recovering well."

Yan Mingjue watched Su Youjun become healthier and more confident day by day, and he was sincerely happy for Jun'er.

"Well! I can move freely after tomorrow. I have been lying down for ten or twenty days, and it is almost suffocating me."

Su Youjun's body was able to recover, and the happiest person was Yan Mingjue, because the other party still owed him a bridal night, and he was looking forward to it every day, and he was almost sick with longing for her.