Wen Jin paused, "I am a man."

"Indeed." Yan Qing said calmly, "I never said you were a woman."

"Men should be hard."

Yan Qing hummed, "Then you should not be a normal man."

Wen Jin: "..."

"If you feel dissatisfied, you might as well take a look for yourself." Yan Qing raised his forehead, and looked him up and down with a pair of dark eyes, "Look at yourself now, which man is as clingy as you? You are like a soft cat that has just given birth."

Wen Jin was speechless.

"Are you not convinced?"

"I am convinced." Wen Jin continued to bury his head in her shoulder, holding her tightly with his arms, "It's okay to be soft, Your Highness will be as strong as iron, and I will be as beautiful as a flower."

Yan Qing hummed: "Cherish these beautiful days, when you return to the palace, I will have someone build a golden palace for you, and you will stay in the golden palace and be pampered in the future."

Wen Jin hugged her quietly: "Your Highness lied to me."

"I never lie."

Wen Jin shook his head: "I want to stay with Your Highness, not for a moment."

"You "Your Highness has the final say, I just need to pester Your Highness." Wen Jin raised his lips, buried his head in her shoulder and chuckled, "Your Highness will not bear to see me alone in an empty room." Yan Qing said in a faint voice: "You have learned the four words 'de 꺴 jin 뀟' to the fullest recently." "Your Highness taught you well." Yan Qing squinted at him: "I say something and you contradict me, your courage will soon rise to the sky." Wen Jin raised his eyes quietly, leaned over and kissed her lips very carefully: "I am very timid, it is Your Highness's grace that I dare to be a little presumptuous." A little presumptuous? Yan Qing smiled, "What a little bit of insolence."

"It's getting late, Your Highness, go to bed early." Wen Jin embraced her contentedly, "The latest information should be delivered early tomorrow morning. I guess the Queen Mother will compromise soon."

Yan Qing smiled faintly, "I think there is no need to guess about these things. Isn't everything under your control?"

"I'm not that powerful." Wen Jin was humble, "I also have times when I make mistakes."

Yan Qing closed her eyes, "Stay away from me."

Wen Jin didn't move.

"How can I sleep when you hold me so tightly?"

Wen Jin's strength was a little weaker, but he didn't let go, "Your Highness, stay closer, so I can sleep."

Yan Qing didn't say anything else.

Wen Jin stared at her face, his heart was throbbing, and he couldn't help but lean over to kiss her face.

"Your Highness, the Princess!" Shen Mo's voice sounded outside the room, "Someone has come to the palace and is waiting to see Your Highness in the front hall."

Wen Jin was silent for a moment, and looked at Yan Qing calmly: "Your Highness, do you want to guess who is coming?"

"Besides Censor Hu and Minister Ji, who else could it be?" Yan Qing said lazily, "Ji Lin'an is more likely."

Wen Jin hummed: "Your Highness, do you want to see him?"

"No." Yan Qing closed his eyes again, "No one can disturb my sleep."

Wen Jin smiled lightly: "Hmm."

This room is extremely warm and charming, but Yan Chen, who is far away in the palace, is enduring the most tormenting night.

He woke up slowly when it was dark. Although his body was extremely weak, his consciousness was extremely clear.

"Wei Changhai." His Majesty's voice was hoarse and weak, his lips were pale and dry, "What happened in the palace today?"

Wei Changhai was startled: "Your Majesty..."

Yan Chen's eyes were calmer than ever before: "Is Yan Qing back?"

"The eldest princess is still in Fudu, it's the chief supervisor of the Imperial Observatory who is back."

Si Yuan?

Yes, Si Yuan is back.

Yan Chen turned his head slowly, vaguely remembering that Si Yuan seemed to have said that Suzaku City was auspicious, and he also said that Yan Qing was the emperor destined by heaven and the first empress of Dayong...

"Oh, it's really ridiculous."

Wei Changhai said uneasily: "Your Majesty, please take care of your body..."

"What did Si Yuan say?" Yan Chen asked again quietly.

Wei Changhai knelt down with a plop, his face pale, lowered his head and dared not look at the emperor, his tone hesitant and panicked: "The chief supervisor said... that the emperor is not the true son of heaven, and the eldest princess is the empress of Dayong chosen by God..."

Yan Chen froze.

It turns out that it was not a dream, Si Yuan really said such words.

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