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

Yan Qing fell silent.

Langya's understanding of Wen Jin was actually a little beyond her expectations, but Langya was a doctor, and his mind was sharp.

He had superb medical skills, was very good at poison, and had a very accurate eye.

Yan Qing vaguely realized that she had been ignoring something.

"Come back, guys." Langya turned his head and looked at the hall, and said lazily, "The duel between the two masters ended so quickly? It really surprised me."

Wen Jin walked into the hall slowly, just like when he left, with a slender and elegant figure, and his clothes were not messy at all. At first glance, he looked noble and elegant.

Lu Ming, wearing a black robe with silver thread, showed a cold and arrogant temperament, and the expression on his handsome face was hard to describe.

"What?" Langya laughed mercilessly, "The dignified Suzaku King didn't lose, did he?"

Luming squinted at him, and said in an unruly tone: "This king is a martial artist, how could he lose to a weak and powerful minister?"

Weak and powerful minister?

Langya paused, and suddenly remembered the time when Wen Jin grabbed his neck, weak and powerful minister?

How dare you say that.

"Since you didn't lose," Langya's eyes moved around the two of them, "Who lost?"

Wen Jin looked calm: "I lost."

"Well?" Yan Qing raised his eyes to look at him, "Are you sure?"

Wen Jin nodded.

"What does your Highness mean?" Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that your Highness has already determined that I will lose, so you set a punishment of 100 lashes?"

Yan Qing looked at me lightly: "Isn't it you who is competing?"

"I..." Lu Ming was speechless, and then sat down to pour a cup of tea, "Anyway, your Highness keeps his word, whoever loses will be whipped 100 times, now the powerful minister is losing, your Highness can do whatever he wants."

Although I think Wen Jin was kicked in the head by a donkey, he deliberately lost to me. Could it be that I am impatient to compete with me?

If Wen Jin doesn't let me win, we can fight for at least 300 rounds. Even if the final result will not change, at least I can lose with dignity.

"Write it down." Yan Qing said calmly, "We'll settle the accounts when we get back to Suzaku City."

Wen Jin replied, "Yes."

Lu Ming sneered, "Maybe it's because of the extravagant life in the imperial city that made him retreat. Before he died, the powerful minister was clearly the best in Suzaku City, but now he can't even last a hundred moves in my hands. I think a hundred whips are not enough."

Wen Jin said nothing quietly.

"I suggest you send him to the Dark Guard Camp for training." Lu Ming seemed to be at odds with Wen Jin today. The more he ignored him, the more angry he became. "Go in for a year or two, and you will be reborn when you come back."

Yan Qing turned to look at him: "What has stimulated you recently?"

Lu Ming stroked his chin with his hand, thinking: "I just want to know, this guy created a false impression of suppressing the rebellion, got 60,000 elite soldiers, left the imperial city on the pretext, and then investigated the relationship between me and His Highness... What exactly do you want to do?"

Investigating the relationship between me and His Highness? He has ulterior motives.

Wen Jin lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on a certain table leg, thinking of what Yan Qing said in the Princess Mansion of the Imperial City, "Suzaku King Lu Ming is already my daughter."

In fact, I shouldn't care.

Lu Ming had been getting along well with His Highness before. Although his temper was more unruly and difficult to tame in his youth, he was just difficult to tame, and he would not be an enemy of His Highness for no reason.

In the following three years, although Wen Jin didn't know how he could be willing to obey His Highness when he was so wanton and arrogant, His Highness had such ability that made him willing to obey him.

Three palaces and six courtyards?

Wen Jin lowered his eyes, his heart was silent.

Although it was common for the emperor to have three palaces and six courtyards, he actually felt that His Highness was worthy of such a standard.

"We have almost finished talking about the business and the martial arts competition. I will let you take the prince to rest." Lu Ming said, calling a few maids in, "Your Highness, have a good rest tonight, don't let irrelevant things disturb your sleep."

Yan Qing hummed, got up and walked away, Wen Jin followed quietly behind her.

Langya went to rest by herself and would not come to disturb her.

Entering the bedroom, Yan Qing looked at Wen Jin who had been following behind her, "Don't you have anything else to do?"

Wen Jin shook his head.

After Yan Qing washed up, he turned around and sat on the chair, looking at the young man in front of him, "How did you lose?"

Wen Jin lowered his eyes: "I don't want to fight with you."

"So direct?" Yan Qing said in a faint voice, "I will at least defend myself for you."

Defense?

Wen Jin was slightly startled, then shook his head: "There is nothing to defend."

Yan Qing looked at her quietly, and couldn't help thinking about Langya's words.

Whether it was because the authorities were confused or because why not eat meat.

If a person's heart is really inferior to a certain extent, even if he is given splendid glory and high status, he may not be able to gain more confidence.

Is it deeply rooted?

Yan Qing looked at the blue and white porcelain teacup on the table, and suddenly felt that he had never entered Wen Jin's heart to understand her. He always looked down on her with a high attitude, pitying, cultivating, and teaching, and never lowered his posture.

Before, she didn't feel the need to understand her thoughts, she just needed to abide by her rules and meet the standards she set for every move.

But at this moment, she vaguely guessed that perhaps this was the biggest reason for the "misunderstanding" created by the previous couple.

Yan Qing came back to his senses and looked at Wen Jin's face with a bit of indifference, "Wen Jin, do you think I should pursue a lifelong one-woman love, or is three palaces and six courtyards more appropriate?"

Wen Jin lowered his eyes, suppressing the silence in his eyes, "Your Highness should have the best room..."

"Best what?"

Wen Jin pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Why don't you speak?"

Wen Jin didn't know what to say, and lowered his eyebrows and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Your Highness's affairs, I have no right to interfere."

"No right to interfere?" Yan Qing's expression froze for a moment, then raised his lips faintly: "Are you sure?"

Wen Jin was silent.

"Since you know you have no right to interfere, why do you dare to chase to Chu?" Yan Qing smiled lightly, "Are you so bold?"

Wen Jin knelt down and apologized meekly: "I should be punished."

"Since you know this, then you'd better not try to interfere in my affairs in the future." Yan Qing smiled coldly, "Recognize your identity and do your job well, it will not harm you."

After saying this, she got up and walked to the bed: "Since you know you should be punished, kneel down well, you don't need to sleep tonight."