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

Chapter 122 A request

It's not an illusion.

At that moment, Wen Jin almost wanted to reach out and grab her hand to feel the warmth of her palm.

But his reason and a little timidity made him restrain this impulse.

Then he came back to his senses a little bit late: "A request?"

Yan Qing nodded: "Yes."

"Any request is OK?"

"Any request is OK." Yan Qing nodded, and didn't even say that he couldn't do it. "As long as you ask, I will agree."

Wen Jin lowered his eyes and remained silent.

If he had not returned to Suzaku City, he would never have dared to have any unreasonable thoughts, but at this time, his thoughts were greater than his reason, and he hoped to indulge once.

Wen Jin said, "Your Highness, please allow me to report."

Yan Qing said in a light voice, "Go ahead."

"Your Highness..." Wen Jin raised his eyes slightly and looked at Yan Qing's arm, "Your Highness, I want to see the wound on your arm again."

Yan Qing frowned, "What's so good about the wound?"

Wen Jin pursed his lips.

Seeing him like this, Yan Qing had to lift up his sleeves to let him see, "I told you before that there is no need to always immerse yourself in the past. Everything is my choice willingly, and no one forced me."

Wen Jin seemed not to hear what she said. His eyes fell on Yan Qing's slender arm, and his eyes were full of pain. Those shallow marks that could be almost ignored without careful observation were the marks of struggling in the abyss of purgatory.

Wen Jin didn't dare to touch it before, but this time he was bolder. He hesitated and raised his head, gently stroking the shallow marks. His mind couldn't help but recall the way His Highness was tortured by the poison and felt worse than death. His heart was stabbing and rolling.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Jin asked nonsense.

But knowing that it was nonsense, he still asked, "It must be very painful."

"Poison that doesn't make people painful is ineffective." Yan Qing said in a light tone, "Whether it's the Queen Mother or Yan Chen, or the Queen Mother and the Princess of Chu, making them suffer is far more effective than killing them directly."

Wen Jin was silent.

"It's okay." Yan Qing put down his sleeves, "It's all over, don't put on this look in the future."

Wen Jin suppressed his emotions and responded softly.

"There are two more requests."

Wen Jin thought seriously, and then asked as if to confirm again: "Any request is OK?"

Yan Qing was silent: "Anything is OK."

"Then..." Wen Jin lowered his head and said hesitantly, "For the next month, I want to stay in Your Highness's room."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows.

"Can this be considered a request?" Wen Jin raised his eyes, "Is there a deadline?"

Yan Qing hummed: "It can be considered a request."

Wen Jin was surprised when he heard this, and then tried to maintain a calm expression: "There is another request, I can't think of it for the time being."

Yan Qing said: "You can think about it slowly."

Wen Jin agreed, and a throbbing in his heart slowly fermented, making him a little impatient: "Then... I will move the things over tonight?"

Yan Qing's voice was scattered: "What do you want to move?"

"Clothes and books."

As long as it belongs to him in Fuyunju and can be obtained in the next month, he can move it over.

Wen Jin even wanted to move the bed over and put it side by side with Yan Qing's bed.

But this idea is obviously unrealistic.

Not to mention whether the inner room can fit it, it is really inappropriate to put two beds side by side, which makes people feel that it is out of place.

So he gave up this idea.

The powerful minister's mind is actually very cunning. Living with His Highness for the next month is equivalent to staying with her for two hours every day. No matter what he does, whether eating, sleeping, reading, or looking up, he can see her.

Such close contact is the scene he has dreamed of for many years in the imperial city, and it is also the wish he has been seeking for many years in his previous life.

Wen Jin is almost satisfied.

However, there is one request that he needs to think about carefully.

Think of a request that he wants and will not make His Highness angry.

He can think about it slowly in a day.

Wen Jin stood up: "I'll have someone move the things over now."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Yan Qing's eyes were subtle, "Are you worried that I might regret it?"

"No." Wen Jin hesitated, "There is a long couch in the west pavilion, I want to move it over."

After that, he raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qing: "Can I put it in the inner room?"

Yan Qing said indifferently: "Is this the first request?"

Wen Jin pursed his lips, in fact, it can be counted, but...

"Okay, it's not the first request." Yan Qing said quickly, stood up and walked out, "You can put it."

Wen Jin hummed, thinking that His Highness was particularly easy to talk to today.

Although His Highness said that it was for compensation, according to the rules, he shouldn't push it too far.

It's just that Wen Jin really wanted to be with His Highness, and he didn't want to miss such a rare opportunity. In addition, there are some inappropriate thoughts that he never dared to think of before...

Wen Jin took a deep breath, worried that he would lose control here, so he said to Yan Qing: "I will send someone to clean up now."

Yan Qing paused and said: "... Yeah."

Wen Jin turned and walked out, his heart seemed to be flying, but he was used to restraining himself. When he walked out, he still had a calm and elegant demeanor. In the eyes of others, his eyebrows and eyes were just a little brighter, and he didn't look out of control at all.

Yan Qing returned to his Qihuang Palace and did not disturb Wen Jin to pack up. It was getting dark now, and the day ended quietly.

After a while, Wen Jin returned first, followed by two guards.

The guards followed his instructions and carried a long couch into the Qihuang Palace. When they saw Yan Qing, they subconsciously put the couch down and saluted, wanting to ask this Lord Wen what he thought and what His Highness thought, but Yan Qing said directly: "Move it over there."

The guard was confused: "Where to move it?"

Wen Jin walked into the inner room and pointed to the position beside the bed: "Put it here."

When he said this, he glanced at Yan Qing from the corner of his eye, wanting to know her reaction at this time, but saw Yan Qing turning her head to look out the window, without any reaction at all.

Wen Jin put down his cautious heart, thinking calmly that the first request would not be wasted, and he must think carefully and answer after thinking it through.

The two guards here had some strange expressions. There was a long couch next to the bed. Was Lord Wen going to live in His Highness's bedroom?

In that case, wouldn't it be better to just sleep on the same bed? Anyway, the barrier between men and women has been broken, and it's not innocent to be in the same room.

However, Her Highness Princess has always been very unruly, and they just need to obey her orders.

After the guards left, Wen Jin was still thinking that staying with His Highness for a month would definitely not be enough. He hoped to stay with His Highness for a lifetime, but his idea was obviously different from what His Highness agreed to.

What if His Highness really didn't want him, what would it mean for him to stay even if he insisted?

Wen Jin frowned and thought deeply. If the first condition was to stay with His Highness for a lifetime, would His Highness be angry? Would he think he was getting more and more greedy?

But how could he know if he didn't try?