Yan Qing looked at him nonchalantly: "You are a powerful minister, so you put on this little white rabbit expression, do you think it's appropriate? Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood?"

"Misunderstood what?"

"Misunderstood that you are a gigolo."

Wen Jin pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were full of awe-inspiring charm: "I don't care about this."

As long as she can be labeled, any identity doesn't matter.

Powerful ministers, flatterers, treacherous ministers, favorite ministers... they all look the same to him.

Yan Qing didn't say anything, quietly admiring the beautiful face in front of him, and suddenly felt a little emotional: "It's true that people live as they please, without worrying about worldly views, moral rules, or other people's wishes. As long as you are free and at ease, don't worry about others' wishes."

"Your Highness is right." Wen Jin said seriously, "I will try my best to make Your Highness live as he pleases and at ease."

Yan Qing put his hand on his chin, thinking: "Wen Jin, what do you think if I change my mind one day..."

"Your Highness won't." Wen Jin grabbed her hand and kissed her intimately, "Your Highness won't."

Yan Qing pondered: "A lifetime is long, who dares to guarantee loyalty for dozens of years?"

Wen Jin was silent for a moment: "Even if I can only be happy for ten years, I will be content."

He just wanted to cherish the present and didn't dare to think about the future.

If they can know each other and stay together for a lifetime, it will certainly be his lifelong joy, but even if they can't... Even if they can't, he won't force it.

His Highness's joy is his joy.

If she really likes someone else...

Wen Jin's heart was sharply pierced, but he still firmly thought that if his Highness really likes someone else, he would fulfill it and silently bless her.

As long as she is happy, he is happy.

"It's getting late." Wen Jin kissed her hand, "Your Highness, go to bed first."

Yan Qing looked at him carelessly, and a rare tenderness appeared in his eyes.

Whether it was fate or not, their fate in this life has been tied together. Yan Qing knows better than anyone that there will be no other person in the world who loves her as deeply as Wen Jin.

There will be no other person who makes her feel that this person should belong to her just by looking at him.

Yan Qing smiled and said that it was meaningless to say that he was loyal and loyal until the sea dried up and the rocks crumbled.

The only interesting thing is this person.

They don't need so many vows or promises to decorate their relationship. With her love, Wen Jin feels like he has the whole world.

The same is true for her.

Yan Qing closed her eyes. No matter in the past, present or future, there will be no second person who can replace Wen Jin in her heart.

It was a quiet and beautiful night. Even the moonlight outside the window seemed to become gentle and affectionate.

The next day, before the sky was fully bright, the sound of carriage wheels could be heard on the imperial road leading to the palace. The ministers entered the palace one after another as usual. The calm on the surface could not cover up the turbulent undercurrent underneath.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day.

The emperor had not attended court for several days because of his poor health. Every time, the eunuch Wei beside the emperor would sing loudly in the hall: "The emperor is not in good health, so there is no court today——"

The ministers would leave one after another and go to their respective departments to take up their duties and deal with the matters at hand.

Today was different from usual.

The ministers stood in the side hall waiting, more quietly than usual, with only the occasional eye contact revealing an unusual atmosphere.

The long bell rang outside.

"The emperor has issued an order, and all the ministers must listen to it!"

The ministers walked to the hall one after another, stood in order, and knelt down with their robes lifted: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Wei Changhai held the imperial edict in his hand, stood on the steps of the palace and looked down at the ministers, his tone respectful and polite: "My lords, this is the abdication edict written by the emperor yesterday. Do you want to read it yourself, or do you want me to read it?"

As soon as the voice fell, a high-pitched voice sounded from the opposite side: "The chief of the Imperial Observatory is here!"

"Mr. Wen is here!"

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