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

Wen Jin returned to his own residence.

The residence of the powerful minister of the dynasty had a nice view, spacious everywhere, pavilions, gurgling water, and the air was filled with the fragrance of fresh flowers.

However, the environment should have been beautiful and quiet, but it made him feel deserted.

The subordinates saluted respectfully: "Master."

He didn't say anything, and went all the way back to the main courtyard. Looking at the cold and lifeless environment around him, his eyebrows were stained with a layer of shock.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. The joints were clear, slender and white. They were clearly a pair of beautiful hands, but these hands... these hands had done something that made him regret.

Wen Jin trembled unnoticeably, with grief in his eyes, and a trace of relief.

Fortunately, she was still alive.

Fortunately, they are still young.

"Master." A man in black came quietly and stood respectfully three meters away from him. "General Manager Lu went to the Princess's Mansion."

Wen Jin came back to his senses, and his expression instantly returned to calm and gentle. He stood with his hands behind his back, and his voice was so light that no emotion could be heard: "Within three days, bring Lu Guozhong's head to see me."

"Yes."

"Let Wei Yun come."

"Yes."

Wen Jin returned to his room and did not call anyone in to serve him. He packed a few clothes alone, all of which were snow-white silk robes with elegant and elegant colors. He carefully folded them and put them in his bag.

He also packed a few books he often read.

Wen Jin turned and walked to the window, and suddenly felt that two days were a bit long.

Wei Yun, the confidant of the Prime Minister, walked in and knelt on one knee: "Sir."

"I will take sick leave starting tomorrow, and you will be fully responsible for the affairs of the mansion."

"Sir?"

"Create some trouble for the Xiao family. Within the next three months, I will see the Xiao family fall into civil strife, and within half a year, the Xiao family will disappear from the imperial capital."

Wei Yun's heart trembled, and he lowered his head: "No."

"Feng Tianqi has been quiet for so long, it's time to take action. "

"I understand."

"Go ahead."

"No, I'll take my leave."

...

"We are here by order and must see the princess." Lu Guozhong led his men to surround the princess's mansion, his attitude was very tough, "Please ask Commander Shen to report again."

Shen Mo's attitude was even tougher than his: "Your Highness is in a bad mood and will not see anyone."

"How dare you!" Lu Guozhong said sternly, "Is the princess still disobeying the order? !"

So what if she disobeys the order?

Yan Qing stood in front of the window, her eyes were cold and calm, and she did not respond to what was happening in front of her.

Since the order had been passed down, Shen Mo knew how to deal with it, and no one dared to disturb her.

Yan Qing was thinking about the current situation.

My father suddenly fell ill and died a few years ago. The prince ascended the throne in a hurry, and the coronation ceremony was simple.

Now that the new emperor has been on the throne for less than three months, the foundation is not stable, and she and Xiao Jinghan have not yet been intimate.

Wen Jin, the most gentle and jade-like Prime Minister of the Celestial Empire, has not yet become the emperor.

A hint of coldness flashed across Yan Qing's eyes.

Since she died in the prophecy of "the star of destiny" in her previous life, she would cut off all love in this life and become a true star of destiny, without relatives, friends, or partners.

Only power.

Power to do whatever one wants and be domineering.

Power to dominate the state and make all people submit to it.

"Your Highness." A guard came quickly and knelt on one knee in the courtyard. "Commander Shen and Lord Lu fought."

Yan Qing raised his eyes: "Is Lu Guozhong dead?"

"Not yet."

"Tell Shen Mo that if he is no match for Lu Guozhong, let him find a place to commit suicide." Yan Qing said quietly, "If Lu Guozhong is dead, let him send his body to Yan Chen."

"Yes."

The guard stood up and left.

"Your Highness, the Princess." Another man hurried over, wearing the uniform of a jailer, and knelt on one knee in the courtyard, "The prince consort is seriously injured, please give instructions, Princess."

"Seriously injured?"

"Yes." The jailer replied, "In addition to the skin injuries from eighty whips, the prince consort also suffered serious internal injuries."

Yan Qing thought of Wen Jin in the prison, and had a clear idea in his heart: "Will he die?"

"Not for the time being."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the bright red nails on his nails: "Then there is no need to treat him, wait until he dies."

"Yes."

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