Chapter 602: The Prime Minister of Her Majesty's rebellion

The two of them tortured each other for a long time.

Until one day, Ji Wenyuan came back from the outside and entered Xia Ling's palace.

He stroked the hair beside her ear.

"Nihuang, do you want to leave the palace?"

He looked at her reading book and remembered that she had always liked all kinds of new things.

When she saved him, it was because she had secretly gone out to hunt that she met him.

She must be very uncomfortable being locked up here by him like this.

Ji Wenyuan looked at her with an obscure look in his eyes.

She didn't understand why Ji Wenyuan suddenly said that.

But looking at his gloomy expression, Xia Ling looked into his eyes and found that she seemed to have gone a little overboard, making Ji Wenyuan want to let her go free?

Xia Ling: "And then what?"

Ji Wenyuan: "Zhen, as long as you don't cause trouble, Zhen can take you out of the palace for a walk."

He couldn't say the words to let her go and let her live outside the palace freely.

Ji Wenyuan changed the topic without changing his expression.

He was afraid that once he said to let her go, she would be so happy that she would immediately agree.

If that happened, he would go crazy again.

"Oh..." Xia Ling answered and looked at him. "Ji Wenyuan, are you trying to bribe me again?"

Ji Wenyuan's eyes darkened. "If you think so, then so be it."

His mood tonight was somewhat volatile.

He was originally happy that there was a chance for her to turn things around, but after realizing that she was still as cold as ever, he lost control of his heart.

*

The palace maids brought hot water.

He silently entered the wooden barrel, and the man's slender body was immersed in the barrel.

In the past, he would always pester her.

But today, his back was shrouded in white mist, and he seemed a little cold.

No matter how hard his heart was, it could not withstand repeated abuse.

Perhaps, she should give him a little more sweetness? Take the initiative?

"Ji Wenyuan!" Xia Ling turned her face away.

"Didn't you see? I'm exhausted! Why don't you hug me and wash with me?"

There was a trace of awkwardness on her fair face. She held the edge of the wooden barrel and stood beside Ji Wenyuan, but she still did not look at him.

Nihuang, could pull her face down without being proactive.

At this level, it was probably the biggest concession she could make.

Looking at her awkward appearance...

It looked like she was ordering him around arrogantly, but in fact, she still had a tough mouth but a soft heart.

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Ji Wenyuan carried her into the wooden barrel.

He carefully washed her.

After washing her, Ji Wenyuan used a towel to help her dry her black hair.

Xia Ling lay on the bed. By the time Ji Wenyuan finished serving her, she had already fallen asleep comfortably. Her strength was what it meant to turn hostile and not recognize others.

Thinking of the woman's awkward appearance just now and looking at her sleeping face, Ji Wenyuan lost his temper.

*

Xia Ling was still eating and sleeping in Yangxin Palace Hall.

She could go out to the courtyard in Yangxin Palace Hall to get some fresh air.

There were more than a dozen people serving in Yangxin Palace Hall and more than twenty guards guarding the door.

With such tight security, even a sparrow would not be able to fly out.

Xia Ling had never thought of going out, but after being imprisoned here for ten days to half a month, she looked at the tightly guarded palace door every day.

Finally...

One time when Ji Wenyuan came to look for her, Xia Ling pushed him away and threw a Tantrum.

"I want to go out and get some fresh air!"

Ji Wenyuan actually liked Ni Huang to throw tantrums the most.

Perhaps it was the fact he was a man, but there was some bad nature in his bones. He had been her subject for two or three years, so he was already used to her firecracker-like personality.

Every now and then, if Ni Huang did not throw a tantrum at him, he could not getused to it.

And ever since he became the emperor, no one had ever shown their true nature in front of him.

Every time Ji Wenyuan came to Yangxin Palace, he would feel relaxed and real.

Thus, he put his arm around Xia Ling's shoulder.

He looked at the woman's phoenix-like eyes with anger, as if a ball of fire was burning, and instead of getting angry, he smiled.

"Where do you want to go? The Imperial Garden? To the study?"

Xia Ling glared at him. "None of these! Enough of this annoyance. I want to leave the palace. Ji Wenyuan, you accompany me out of the palace."

From the beginning to the end of the palace, was there anywhere that she did not want to stay?

He clearly knew what she meant, but he still deliberately misinterpreted it.

Ni Huang glared at him. The bright and passionate light on her beautiful face was Ji Wenyuan's favorite.

She was an unruly eagle. He wanted to have her, but he did not want to break her pride.

It was probably because...

From the beginning, when he saw her, she had been so high and mighty, but she was also so beautiful, just like the dazzling sun that he could not touch.

And now, this dazzling sun could be wrapped in his arms. It was already something that Ji Wenyuan had never thought of.

He had always thought that with her pride, when the Yan Kingdom was destroyed, she would go with him. How could there still be this moment of peace?

*

Xia Ling could feel that Ji Wenyuan looked at her with a gentler expression.

He was dressed in a black dragon robe, and his slender figure made him look handsome. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he looked upright and serious.

She raised her hand and poked Ji Wenyuan's face.

From the beginning until now, he was hers.

Ji Wenyuan's handsome face felt very nice to the touch.

Xia Ling couldn't help poking him, watching him come back to his senses.