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

Thinking of this, Wen Jin was slightly startled, and his eyes showed loneliness.

In fact, it actually requires him to plan hard.

Your Highness has done enough things in the past three years. Langya, the most powerful doctor in the world, works for her, the God of Chu obeys her words, Suzaku King Lu Ming is willing to be driven, and the regent is willing to avoid the sharp edge - as long as the regent turns a blind eye. Only one eye, Yan Chen is the opponent.

The only thing Wen Jin needs to consider is that the people who will be loyal to His Highness in the future must be reliable, and His Highness must be justified in getting the chair and be able to bear the name of regicide and usurping the throne.

He wanted His Highness to be famous forever, but he was criticized and abused by future generations.

Wen Jin thought of the most crucial person in his past and present lives - Qin Tian Jian Zheng, Si 꽮.

This person predicted that Her Highness would be a lone star from the sky when she was just born. He was the culprit who caused all the misfortunes in Her Highness's life.

Wen Jin wrote and wrote the word "Si꽮" on the last line of the rice paper. His eyes fell on these two words 껗 for a long time, and he spoke silently.

Half a day passed quickly.

Yan Qing always slept lightly, so Wen Jin dared to disturb her in the inner hall for fear of waking her up, so she sat in front of the desk and carefully thought about the situation in the DPRK.

Near noon, Yan Qing woke up and saw Wen Jin sitting in front of the desk. His eyes fell on the piece of rice paper in front of him. He lightly smacked it without saying anything, and called the maid in to wash it.

"Your Highness!" Someone came quickly from outside, "Are you ready for lunch?"

Wen Jin frowned slightly, stood up and packed away the desk.

"Why are you in His Highness's bedroom?" Lu Ming stepped into Qihuang Hall and saw Wen Jin. He raised his eyebrows with a mocking look on his face, "Isn't Wen Jin weaned yet? He follows His Highness every day, showing no signs of propriety. No."

As soon as this was said, before Wen Jin said anything, Yan Qing came out and said, "You said that the palace is a wet nurse?"

Lu Ming's expression instantly cracked, and then he smiled: "That's what I mean."

It was just a slip of the tongue. How could he compare His Highness to a wet nurse?

"King Suzaku usually looks majestic, but when he comes to His Highness, he looks like a child who has not grown up. How dare you say that he has not been weaned? I look at you two, and no one is more mature and stable than the other." Langya Jiji 놊Slowly walked into the door, wearing a blue shirt flowing elegantly, "Your Highness, do you think what I said is right?"

Yan Qing glanced at him: "Prince Regent and Uncle Chen Guo are leaving?"

"Let's go." Lu Ming smiled arrogantly, "If the regent is here, I will definitely bury the man named Chen in the back garden."

"What's the point of burying it in the back garden? The back garden also lacks that little flower fertilizer." Langya sneered, "I asked him to go back and tell the emperor that the antidote is five hundred thousand taels of silver. If the queen mother wants the antidote, she can With five hundred thousand taels, the miracle doctor can make a net million taels of silver this year. What do you think of this idea, Your Highness?"

Yan Qing nodded: "Wrong."

"If I had known earlier, I should have given Uncle Chen Guo some poison, so that I could earn an extra five hundred thousand taels." Lu Ming touched his chin, "The military pay for the five hundred thousand elite soldiers in Suzaku City is 깊."

"Five hundred thousand?" Yan Qing's expression was subtle, "Where did you get half a million soldiers and horses?"

"The king's elite troops dare to say that one is against ten, but one is against five. By the way, one hundred thousand soldiers and horses is equivalent to half a million?" Lu Mingman smiled carefully, "Not to mention that the powerful ministers still have the power in their hands. We have 50,000 elite soldiers, and if we train them for a while, we will have another 200,000 soldiers."

Yan Qing was speechless for a moment.

"The Suzaku King is truly unmatched in his ability to settle accounts." Langya sneered, "With this calculation, we can attack the imperial city tomorrow and replace him with the emperor."

Lu Ming sneered and said pointedly: "Who knew someone would tip off the news."

Yan Qing ignored him and sat quietly in front of the dressing table, letting the maid comb her hair and insert carefully selected hairpins and jewelry.

She was talking, but Lu Ming obviously had something to say.

"Wen Jin has not forgotten the bet that he lost in the competition." Turning to look at Wen Jin, Lu Ming said with a provocative expression, "I am willing to admit defeat. Don't forget the hundred lashes you owe."

Wen Jin's voice was calm: "I haven't forgotten."

"I believe that powerful ministers and people will forget." Lu Ming smiled coldly, "I just don't know when the hundred lashes will be fulfilled."

Wen Jin's eyes fell on Yan Qing's face: "You can do it at any time, it depends on what Your Highness wants."

"you--"

Yan Qing stood up and walked out, "You can continue to quarrel, Gong goes to eat first."

Lu Ming immediately stopped talking and was so busy that he followed Yan Qing out.

Wen Jin followed behind quietly, his eyebrows lowered slightly, knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

"There are many whips in the execution room of Prince Suzaku's palace. Do you want me to pick one and give it to His Highness?" Lu Ming couldn't help but speak again, "What kind of whip does Your Highness want? Long whip, short whip, rattan whip, twisted silk. Whip...I think the twisted silk whip is the best. One whip will tear the skin and flesh, and ten whips will cause bruises all over the body. A hundred whips... A hundred whips, and a maximum of fifty can make the powerful ministers dying and unable to speak anymore. "

"King Suzaku wants to be so ruthless? Those who know better would have thought that you have some deep grudge against Wenren." Langya shook his head in agreement, "A doctor has the heart of a parent. If he is seriously injured, I still have to save him. For His Highness’s sake, I need good medicine. Do you know how expensive rare medicinal materials are?”

Lu Ming smiled coldly: "I'll pay for the medicinal materials."

Langya said: "Five hundred thousand taels."

Lu Ming: "..." Is this taking advantage of the situation, or is the lion talking?

"Forgive others when you can. The Suzaku King has always been broad-minded and tolerant." Langya smiled, "Don't waste my medicinal materials, leave them to those who need them."

"To prevent people from saying that the palace is biased, the whipping in the martial arts competition will be run away." Yan Qing said indifferently, "Tonight, execute-"

"Your Highness!" Lu Ming suddenly interrupted her and smiled embarrassedly, "If I am a magnanimous person, I will not be as knowledgeable as him, and the martial arts competition will never happen."

Yan Qing glanced at him: "What are you doing?"