Chapter 82 Unlucky Things

Ji Yucang looked at him expressionlessly: "Your Majesty should be calm and composed, and not show his emotions. If he loses control so easily, how can he make the officials respect him?"

Ji Jin sat down stiffly, with a mocking arc on his lips: "The emperor's uncle is planning to seize power. Does it matter whether I can make the officials respect me?"

"It's really not important." Ji Yucang's voice was indifferent, "But Ling Fengyang kept saying that he wanted to see the emperor. He also said that he went to Nanzhao on the order of the late emperor. This king is a little confused about this matter and wants the emperor to clear it up."

Ji Jin picked up the book again: "I have nothing to explain. The emperor's uncle can bring Ling Fengyang to me, and I will ask him carefully."

"If the emperor does not cooperate, I will torture him to death on the charge of treason. Before he dies, the emperor will not have the opportunity to see him."

"Uncle, you can't do this." Ji Jin's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Ji angrily. Yu Cang, "Ling Fengyang went to Nanzhao on the order of my father, not to treason."

"Why did he go to Nanzhao? To be a spy in Nanzhao, or to gain the trust of the emperor of Nanzhao, so that he can naturally take charge of the military power of Nanzhao?" Ji Yu Cang's eyes were cold and hard, "The emperor of Nanzhao is not a fool. If there is not enough bargaining chips, will he easily trust an outsider and let him take charge of the military power of Nanzhao? Your Majesty, why don't you tell me what benefits Ling Fengyang promised the emperor of Nanzhao?"

"I don't know. This is a secret between my father and Ling Fengyang. Before my father died, he only told me that Ling Fengyang was a chess piece he planted in Nanzhao and could be reused when the opportunity arises." Ji Jin lowered his eyes, and it was difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry in his eyes, "As for the rest, the emperor's uncle might as well let him come to me in person and report the truth of the year."

Ji Yu Cang looked at him coldly, stood up and said, "You won't have the chance to see him."

After saying this, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Uncle." Ji Jin's voice also turned cold, with a threat in his voice, "Don't forget that Ling Fengyang was the princess's favorite man. If you deal with him easily, don't you worry that Princess Pingyao will hate you and become your enemy?"

Ji Yucang didn't even turn his head: "If Pingyao knew the truth, he would hate him more than I do, and I wish I could cut him into pieces with my own hands."

As soon as the voice fell, the tall and thin figure had stepped out of the palace gate and left without hesitation.

Ji Jin's face turned pale uncontrollably, and he hurriedly walked out of the palace gate, looking at his departing back, and roared: "Uncle, don't forget that you are the blood of the Yong Kingdom! For a Shen Ning, you really want to turn against me? A hundred years later, how are you going to explain to the royal ancestors?"

Unfortunately, Ji Yucang had already walked far away, and whether he heard what he said or not, he had no intention of paying attention.

How to meet the ancestors was never within his consideration. When that time came, those so-called ancestors probably didn't know where they were reincarnated, and whether they could meet was still a question.

On the wedding night, how did it feel to learn that her former lover was not only imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice, but also had his legs broken?

Princess Pingyao said she felt nothing.

She was probably the one who was cold and ruthless.

After a round of intense lovemaking, she took a comfortable hot bath and lazily lay on the newly made bed, enjoying the gentle and considerate massage of her new husband.

Her slender white thighs were across the lap of the husband's husband. Princess Pingyao glanced at his profile, her voice hoarse after lovemaking: "Looking at a frail person, I didn't expect that he has good physical strength."

Qin Yumo's handsome face was slightly red, and he focused on massaging her thighs: "As long as Your Highness is satisfied."

"Very satisfied." Princess Pingyao closed her eyes, "The strength of serving people is just right. It seems that this princess has a good eye and picked a satisfactory husband."

Qin Yumo didn't say anything.

He was now alone, and his relationship with the Qin family was completely severed. Even though he had not severed his relationship with the Qin family on the surface, Princess Pingyao did not allow him to go home, so he had a legitimate excuse to stop contacting his family.

Anything that happened in the Qin family had nothing to do with him.

So from then on, his only choice was to stay in the Princess's mansion, whether it was to please the Princess or to maintain a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, in short, he had no other choice.

If the Princess of Pingyao dislikes him one day...

"Your Highness." Qin Yumo turned his head and looked at Pingyao, his voice gentle and humble, "If Your Highness dislikes me in the future, can you tell me frankly? I can make a plan for the rest of my life."

"What do you want to plan?" Princess Pingyao raised her eyebrows, as if curious, "Go to the imperial examination, or give up literature and join the military, and go far away to the border?"

Qin Yumo's expression was subtle: "I don't think I have the ability to defend my country, but when that time comes, I will inevitably think about how to make a living for myself."

"Instead of worrying about this problem so early, it is better to think about how to please this princess." Princess Pingyao smiled, "Although this princess likes to hug left and right, she is not a heartless person. As long as you behave in the Princess's Mansion and don't do things you shouldn't do, our marriage will last until we are old. If this princess gives birth to a child in the future, you will be the father of the prince or the princess, and who can shake your status?"

Qin Yumo's heart moved.

Give birth to a child?

He had never thought about this question.

Even until now, he felt like he was dreaming. He couldn't think of himself as the consort of Princess Pingyao, let alone her husband.

He always felt that he was no different from the young men in the princess's mansion.

But at this time, the princess said that she might have a child with him, so that he could be a normal father, and his son would be the prince or princess of the princess's mansion...

"What about Ling Fengyang?"

"Ling Fengyang?" Princess Pingyao looked indifferent, "Why mention that unlucky thing on such a happy day? This princess canceled your brother's marriage, saving you brothers from the embarrassment of sharing a wife. Do you feel regretful and want to share a wife with Ling Fengyang?"

Qin Yumo's expression froze: "That's not what I meant."

"Your Highness." The respectful voice of the nanny sounded outside the door, "The regent just sent someone to tell me that Ling Fengyang was imprisoned in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. The regent went to the prison to interrogate him and ordered someone to break his legs."

After the words fell, the air in the bridal chamber condensed.

Qin Yumo stopped moving instantly.

"Torture?" Princess Pingyao asked curiously, "Did the regent get any useful information from Ling Fengyang?"

"I don't know." The nanny said, "The messenger is in the front yard of the Princess's Mansion. Your Highness, do you want to ask him in person?"

"...Forget it." Princess Pingyao was too lazy to get up, "I don't want to be ruined by an unlucky thing on my wedding night. I won't ask for the time being. You can send someone back."

When she has time tomorrow, she will go to meet with the emperor's uncle in person.

"Yes." The nanny turned and left.

Princess Pingyao raised a white jade foot and kicked Qin Yumo's heart, and said in a charming way: "My husband, who has good physical strength, do you want to do it again?"

Qin Yumo's breathing suddenly became rapid. He held her foot and lowered his head to kiss her instep: "Listen to your Highness."