Compared to Yan Chen's overflowing expressions of resentment and resentment, Wen Jin's tone at this time was particularly gentle, like a well-educated nobleman with excellent demeanor: "I once had a dream."

Yan Chen's eyes narrowed: "Dream?"

"Ah." Wen Jin nodded with a slight smile, "I had a very good dream. I dreamed that you were vicious and plotting against His Majesty all the time. I was so filled with hatred that I wanted to cut you into pieces. , Lingchi three thousand 꺅, 꺅꺅 penetrated into the bones.”

Yan Chen shuddered involuntarily.

"King Xian really wants to know what kind of dream I had?" Wen Jin looked outside, "Although it is already early, I am willing to tell you. After all, tonight, maybe in the future There’s no chance.”

Yan Chen looked at him like he was looking at a monster: "Wen Jin, you——"

"Actually, Your Majesty used to be very kind, as gentle as a fairy." Wen Jin seemed to be immersed in the distant memories, and her voice became much gentler consciously, "She has done many, many good deeds, but she still can't get rid of the person who was specially designed for her. She was destined to be the 'Lonely Star of Evil', so her closest friends tolerated her and treated her like a snake and a scorpion, until they eventually killed her. "

Kill her?

Yan Chen was startled: "Yan Qing, is she alive and well? Who killed her? Wen Jin, don't stop talking nonsense here."

"Prince Xian is deaf, why are you so forgetful?" Wen Jin frowned, "I just said, I had a dream?"

Yan Chen was so angry that he was breathing rapidly: "The dream you had is fake! Everyone dreams when they sleep. Do you want to blame me for the false things in the dream?"

"Don't be so excited, you are in a hurry." Wen Jin reminded kindly, "I asked you to be sent here to recuperate. Although staying with the Queen Mother often can make your mood better, but on weekdays You must also maintain a calm state of mind and a stable mood, and remember to be both anxious and angry, happy and sad.”

"Wen Jin, you misunderstood me!" Yan Chen suddenly thought of something, "Did you dream that Xiao Jinghan poisoned Yan Qing? What my father meant has nothing to do with me. My father has passed away. What's the point of venting all this resentment on me? Besides, it's just a dream, and it's just a fake dream! Why do you want to blame me?"

"King Xian, please pay attention to your manners." Wen Jin reminded him slowly, "How can someone who has been the king of a country be so decent?"

Yan Chen's face turned red and he breathed rapidly.

"Your Majesty has suffered for so many years. Although the late emperor has shied away from his responsibilities, you, mother and son, are also to blame." Wen Jin smiled, feeling as if he were breathing spring breeze, "It's a pity that the late emperor has passed away. I can always do it." It’s up to you and the Queen Mother to dig up the body and vent it.”

"Wen Jin——"

"Have a good rest." Wen Jin bowed gracefully, more polite than usual, "Goodbye."

After leaving these two words behind, Shi Shiran turned around and left, his posture calm and elegant, and he looked like a noble man.

The night is as dark as ink, and the palace lanterns are lit.

Wen Jin walked in the night on the quiet palace road. The six palaces in front were holding lamps to lead the way, and there were several more following from a distance, with their heads lowered, and their footsteps were so light that they could be heard.

Wen Jin's eyes fell on them and he chuckled silently.

Okay, 놊no matter what, 놛 is considered a 놆royal그 now.

This style is really wrong, it's like a harem queen going on a tour.

Thinking that there was someone waiting for her in the palace, Wen Jin's steps became faster.

This feeling seems to warm up your whole body, brush away all negative emotions, and allow you to see only light and beauty.

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