Chapter 18 You Don’t Have the Final Say

Yan Qing returned to Yunqi Hall. The maid came forward to take off her coat, and then someone made tea and brought it over.

The aroma of tea fills the room.

Yan Qing held a cup of fragrant tea in his hand and walked slowly to the cage. He lowered his eyes slightly and casually glanced at Wen Jin who was sitting in the cage reading a book: "Looks pretty good."

Wen Jin put down the book and knelt straight up respectfully: "Your Highness, please greet me."

Yan Qing looked at him quietly, "Would you feel bored if you were alone?"

"No." Wen Jin shook his head, "When I read a book and can't read it, I will think back to my ten years in Suzaku City and feel very fulfilled and have an indescribable sense of happiness."

"Happiness?" Yan Qing raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure you didn't use the wrong term?"

Wen Jin lowered her eyes: "All things worth remembering make people happy."

Yan Qing believed his words and said calmly: "I have poisoned Yan Chen."

Poison?

Wen Jin was slightly stunned, and raised her eyes to look at Yan Qing's peerless face. She clearly felt her sudden change, and for a moment she didn't know whether it was happiness or sadness.

"What do you want to say?"

Wen Jin slowly shook his head: "I have no right to comment on what His Highness wants to do."

Yan Qing smiled lightly: "As the emperor's most trusted favorite, your reaction at this time is really inappropriate."

Wen Jin said: "I only belong to His Highness..."

"A person's what?"

Wen Jin was silent: "Pet."

"It feels a bit like being a pet." Yan Qing took a sip of tea and said with a hint of coolness in her voice, "Keeping a pet really makes people feel happy and worry-free. They can enjoy the beauty in their free time and feel good. It’s not easy to bring it up to vent. If you feel disgusted, you can change to another one without having to take any responsibility. It’s more comfortable than those men having three wives and four concubines, don’t you think?”

"...Yes." Wen Jin's face turned pale, but his tone became more gentle and sweet, "As long as His Highness likes it."

Yan Qing sighed, put down the tea cup, turned around and walked to the back hall: "Waiting for the bath."

Wen Jin lowered his eyebrows in response, stood up and walked out of the cage, took the key to unlock the wrist shackles, and followed Yan Qing to the back hall.

The mist curls up and the fragrance floats.

The woman had icy skin and smooth skin, and every inch was as perfect as fine jade. Wen Jin knelt quietly on the edge of the bathtub, holding a soft bath towel to clean her body.

The room was quiet.

"Your Highness allowed Hu Yushi's son to enter the palace?" Wen Jin narrowed her eyes and covered up the paranoid and lingering color in her eyes.

"What do you think?"

"I don't dare."

"I dare not be the best." Yan Qing said in a lazy voice, "It is not your turn to interfere with the affairs of this palace."

Wen Jin was silent, and his downturned brows and noble eyes revealed a bit of loneliness, which made people feel melancholy for no reason.

Yan Qing leaned against the edge of the bathing pool, letting the warm water wrap around her body. Her expression became increasingly lazier and colder: "There are many people in the civil and military circles who dislike me, and there are many people who are afraid of me. From now on, everyone will If they are disobedient, I will select the most valuable among their sons or grandsons and make them slaves in the backyard to see if they dare to provoke me."

Wen Jin pursed her lips: "If that's the case, then the backyard will probably be overcrowded."

"Overcrowded? You are worrying too much." Yan Qing raised her lips slightly, "The Suzaku Palace has a wide terrain and many courtyards, and it is easy to accommodate a hundred and eighty slaves."

Wen Jin lowered his eyes: "His Highness plans to send them to Suzaku City?"

"I do have this idea." Yan Qing said in a casual voice, "I am too lazy to see these annoying things, so I send them far away to see if their father and brother dare to go against me."

Wen Jin said nothing more and focused on serving Yan Qing.

Looking at the scene at this time, the beauty is taking a bath, the mist is curling, the fragrance is lingering in the air, and the handsome young man next to him is serving her tenderly and meticulously with lowered eyebrows and eyes. No matter how you look at it, it is a picture that people cannot take away.

The treatment of an emperor is nothing more than this.

However, Yan Qing closed her eyes, but the unpleasant past could not help but appear in her mind, which made her mood extremely bad.

"Wen Jin." Yan Qing opened her eyes, tilted her head to look at his elegant and noble features, her voice became more leisurely and lazy, "You have been in the court for three years, and you have become the chief minister. You are in a high position at a young age, and you are in a high position at a young age. With such a picturesque face, no one in the city is attracted to you?"

"I don't know." Wen Jin lowered his eyebrows and replied respectfully, "I never care about these things."

"None of my colleagues in the DPRK and China have ever mentioned in person that they are willing to betroth their daughter to you?"

"No." Wen Jin was calm and meek, "Even if they had such an idea, they would not bring it up so quickly."

When the late emperor was in power, several princes in the court competed against each other, and each had supportive ministers behind them.

Wen Jin was a young upstart who was entrusted with important responsibilities by the late emperor. He became a powerful minister in just three years. Countless eyes were staring at him, but no one dared to mess around.

Because ministers are good at guessing the holy will, wooing powerful officials under the emperor's nose will make the emperor unhappy and even jealous.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess." Shen Mo reported from outside, "Hu Yushi's youngest son has been brought over. Please give me your instructions, princess."

Wen Jin paused slightly while wiping her body. The cruelty flashed across his eyes, and then he continued to serve Yan Qing as if nothing had happened.

Yan Qing said nothing and walked out of the bath with a lazy voice: "Is this palace beautiful?"

Wen Jin knelt aside: "Beautiful."

"Do you like me?"

"like."

"Since I am beautiful and you like me, why don't you want to be my consort?" Yan Qing casually hooked his hand, and the wide robe was draped over his body, tightly covering his slender body, as if asking casually.

Wen Jin was silent for a moment: "I——"

"Not worthy?" Yan Qing raised his eyebrows, looked down at him, and smiled lazily, "You are indeed right. In this case, I will never mention this topic again, you can be a pet peacefully, and when I get tired of you, I will let you go free."

After saying this, she walked out.

Wen Jin slowly raised his eyes and stared at her slender back: "What I want to say is that I am willing."

"It's too late." Yan Qing's voice was cold, "I don't need a consort, it's good to have a pet."

Wen Jin was startled, and the hand hanging by his side slowly clenched.