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

Chapter 120 Getting More and More Steady

When Wen Jin woke up, his mind was empty for a moment.

Except for the time when he arrived at Chu State after seven consecutive days of traveling, he fell asleep and woke up because of exhaustion. In recent years, he rarely slept so well, so that his mind was still a little dazed when he just woke up.

The fragrance of agarwood drifted into his nose. Wen Jin realized that he had slept too deeply. His expression changed slightly, and he got up and walked away.

As soon as he stepped out of the inner room, he saw Yan Qing sitting in front of the window. Wen Jin paused, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

His eyes fell on that cold and unworldly face. Wen Jin looked at it greedily for a long time before lowering his eyes: "Your Highness."

"What are you in a hurry to do?" Yan Qing put down the book and raised his eyes slightly, "Getting more and more stable."

Indeed, too stable.

Wen Jin nodded silently, but he couldn't be calm today, maybe he would be able to be calm in the future.

"I've had a good rest." He found his voice again and said humbly and gently, "My mental and physical condition are good."

Yan Qing hummed: "So?"

"Your Highness, do you want to fulfill the 100 whips now?"

"Do you really want to be beaten?" Yan Qing said indifferently.

Wen Jin thought about it and it was true.

Although he felt that being beaten was wrong two days ago, as long as he could stay with the Highness, even if she beat him or punished him, it didn't matter, as long as she didn't drive him away.

But now he felt that it was better to stay with the Highness peacefully, read books, write, talk... Whether it was discussing things or saying some words of reprimand, he liked it.

But if there is no sufficient reason, how could His Highness keep him by his side?

Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to hold back some sadness, but this sadness lasted for a short time, and he soon relaxed his eyebrows.

It doesn't matter.

As long as Yan Chen is pulled off the dragon throne and His Highness sits on it legitimately, he can always guard His Highness, and they will never be separated again in this life.

So before the deadline for suppressing the rebellion ends, he should speed up and make progress faster.

"You like to wander around recently?"

Wen Jin came back to his senses and subconsciously admitted his mistake: "I deserve to die."

"Go wash up."

"Yes."

Wen Jin turned around and left temporarily.

Yan Qing frowned and stared at his back, and found that this person seemed to like to be in a daze recently?

When Wen Jin was washing up, he found that his hand had subsided. He stared at his palm, thinking.

It was only a moment of distraction, and he quickly turned back to the window, "I'll go make tea for His Highness."

Yan Qing hummed, and Wen Jin's mood became better. He quickly prepared the tea set and tea leaves and made another pot of tea for Yan Qing.

It was still a set of smooth tea-making movements, and the whole room was filled with the fragrance of tea.

Yan Qing took two teacups, rolled up his sleeves and took the teapot from him. With such a close action, it was inevitable that their fingers touched.

Wen Jin was slightly startled, and stupidly let Yan Qing take the teapot from his hand.

The clear tea poured from the pot into the teacup, Yan Qing put down the teapot, and pointed to the position opposite him: "Sit down and accompany me to taste tea."

Wen Jin lowered his eyes, responded respectfully, and sat down opposite Yan Qing.

The sweet and refreshing taste of tea filled his entire mouth as he drank it. Wen Jin seemed to have not tasted such good tea for a long time.

"How does it taste?"

Wen Jin put down the teacup and didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he said the tea was good, would it be self-praise?

After pondering for a moment, he said, "What His Highness likes must be excellent."

Whether it is self-praise or not, the mood of tasting tea is the same, and the taste is naturally the same.

Wen Jin's mood at this time is very good. Even if he drinks boiled water, he will feel that it is the best delicacy in the world.

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and sipped his tea: "Where do you think you are inferior to Xiao Jinghan?"

Wen Jin was startled, and instantly raised his eyes: "Your Highness?"

"Answer me."

Wen Jin frowned, and without thinking, he said: "Family background and origin."

"Family background and origin are important?"

Wen Jin shook his head: "Not important."

It's just that His Highness asked, so he naturally needs to answer. In his opinion, Xiao Jinghan has nothing good in other aspects except that his family background is better than his.

"Then answer again, what is the difference between you and Xiao Jinghan?" Yan Qing said lazily, "Think about it first."

Wen Jin was silent for a moment, pursed his lips and said: "I don't think I am worse than him."

Yan Qing said lightly: "Really?"

"Hundreds of years ago, most of the famous families were white-clothed." Wen Jin said in a low voice, "If I gain fame and fortune, hundreds of years later, the Wen family will become a famous family."

Yan Qing hummed and opposed his point of view.

However, Wen Jin quickly said: "It's just that I will get married, so the imperial city will never be a Wen family."

Yan Qing's mouth twitched, and the look in his eyes when he looked at him suddenly became subtle.

Wen Jin didn't notice Yan Qing's eyes. He just lowered his eyes and thought, Xiao Jinghan is a damned person. No matter if he was born in a military family or a royal family, he is destined to have a bad ending in this life.

It takes hundreds of years and generations of efforts to build a prominent family, but it only takes a moment for this family to disappear from the imperial capital.

If you ask yourself, what is the difference between him and me?

Wen Jin always felt that he was inferior. He could easily kill Xiao Jinghan and make him live like death, but Xiao Jinghan would know why he ended up like this until his death.

Even in his previous life, Wen Jin always felt that he was inferior to Xiao Jinghan.

The biggest reason for his mistakes was not because he was not like Xiao Jinghan, but because of his own cowardice and inferiority. If he had deceived himself and escaped, thinking that not disturbing him was the best way to fulfill His Highness, he would never have let His Highness live so miserably in his previous life.

When he thought of this, the facts inevitably poked the thorn in his heart, and Wen Jin held back his stunned look.

His previous life was the greatest pain in his heart, and he could never forget it for the rest of his life. He knew that he should look forward, but he regretted it every time he thought of it.

"Where do you think I am inferior to Yan Chen?"

Wen Jin came back to her senses, and was slow to react to Yan Qing's question. She frowned slightly: "Your Highness is not worse than him."

How could Your Highness be worse than that waste Yan Chen?

"Yan Chen is the emperor, and I am just a princess." Yan Qing said calmly, "Even if I am the eldest princess, I am only a little bit inferior to the emperor."

Wen Jin's voice was calm: "The throne will belong to Your Highness sooner or later."

Yan Qing raised her lips: "So you think that identity and power are actually the most important, because the present represents the future, and there are too many variables in the future, right?"

A century-old family can be wiped out in the blink of an eye, a man in white can create a family heyday, and today's emperor can become a king of a fallen country in the future.

The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit, which is an eternal truth.

Wen Jin nodded: "Yes."

Yan Qing looked at him for a moment, then slowly raised her hand and stroked her forehead.

So, Langya's judgment was completely correct, and she got more information from her few questions.