C15

After a day's journey, they had finally reached the capital.

Once she entered Prince Su's mansion, Wan Jing began to miss the soft bed in the Joy Heart Courtyard.

"Che, Wan Jingjing is tired, so I won't be eating with everyone tonight. Your Highness, please do as you please." As the palanquin came down, Wan Jing spoke softly.

"Jing`er, go ahead. I'm also tired." Since when did Jing Er speak so smoothly? He actually did not know.

Entering the Yaxin Courtyard, the seaside hall in front of the hall was in full bloom. The blooming flowers were as pure and untainted as snow. They were faintly transparent and glimmering, as if they were welcoming her return.

"Miss, you should take a bath first." Xiao Yu asked politely. Based on her understanding of the Miss, a Miss with a germaphobia definitely needed to take a bath before she could have dinner.

"Alright." Wan Jing naturally had to wash away the dust on the way.

As the water was poured into the bucket, countless peach blossoms were scattered into the bucket. The bucket was newly built, and the smell of new wood assailed her nostrils, but Wanjing was extremely fond of this smell. It was fresh and natural, and mixed with the fragrance of the peach blossoms, the room was filled with a misty mist that filled one's eyes.

He stepped into the water. The water was soft and smooth, as if there was nothing there, comforting every inch of his skin.

Wan Jing gently closed her eyes. The silence in the room was like ripples in the water, soundless but seemingly audible. She was only in her mind, experiencing this tranquility and comfort. All his troubles were gone at this moment. As long as he, who had no desire, was the most beautiful.

"My prince, my lady is bathing." Little Yu's voice suddenly alarmed her.

Just as he was about to change his clothes, Xuan Tuo had already approached him.

"Che, you can't." After a soft exclamation, she had already lowered her body to hide in the water, leaving behind only a small face that was covered in mist.

"We're already husband and wife sharing a bed, what's Jing`er afraid of?" He had only wanted to tell her that he would be coming to the Prime Minister's estate with her tomorrow, but he didn't expect such a good thing to happen. How could he, Wen Che, miss out on such a good opportunity?

"Your Highness." With a thin tone of anger, she shouted.

"I have only come to tell you one thing. Tomorrow, I will go with you to the Prime Minister's Estate." Back to the main topic, I'm afraid that her face is already blushing even more than the peach blossoms in the water.

"Oh. "Wan Jing thanks the prince." It seemed to be chasing after the guests, but the customers did not care and they openly sat on the couch.

"Jing`er, do as you please." Evil smile, looking forward to the beauty's good performance.

Wan Jing's face was blushing as she embarrassedly entered the water. She no longer had her initial peace of mind. Time seemed to pass in the water, bit by bit it felt like a thousand years.

With a sweep of his finger, the white robe on the bed appeared in his hands. The white robe floated in the air and he could feel the moisture covering his entire body. In the blink of an eye, his body was completely white as it stood in the middle of the bed.

She was in high spirits and looked charming.

The only strand of clear water that could be seen was that of Xuan Tuo's.

Xuan Tuo was startled and immediately retreated. Although his robes hadn't gotten wet from the attack, it was still enough to break his glasses.

A picture of a real beauty suddenly appeared in his eyes. Crystal clear water droplets dripped down from her pitch-black hair and dripped onto the ground, lighting up Wan Jing's immortal-like beauty. Xuan Tuo held his breath, shocked.

It was no wonder that the moment Xuan Tuo waved his hand on Qing Fu's back, he did not notice Wan Jing approaching him.

She could actually fly like a butterfly.

So it turned out that she actually had such a brilliant movement technique. This movement technique was enough to run for her life. He had been worrying about her for a long time. So it turned out that underneath Qingcheng's beauty, there were actually many hidden talents. He swore that in time, he would unearth everything about her.

Wan Jing was somewhat dejected. She had been concealing her Qing Gong for so long, she had not even used it when the Shang National Warrior appeared. And at this moment, in order to avoid meeting him naked, she suddenly revealed her own movement technique.

Perhaps, he had underestimated her …

"Che, you can't." Back then, he had even set up a screen in her bedroom. Now, he was acting as a lackey. She shouted with all her might, feeling discontent in her heart.

Xuan Tuo ignored her as he said in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, pack up your room. The dinner will be served soon." In order to ease the current awkwardness and disappointment. Eating was the right thing to do at the moment.

That night, Wan Jing had slept in her courtyard of pleasure, so Xuan Tuo had to sleep in his study. There was not a single word to be said that night.

Arriving at the Prime Minister's residence, it was already late in the morning. The green stone lion and the servants at the entrance had long been lined up on both sides, welcoming Xuan Tuo and Wan Jing's arrival. The Sixth Prince, in addition to his status as son-in-law, could not be underestimated.

With one foot outside the door and the other inside the door, before everyone had even entered the house, her father, Qin Qianmo, had already arrived in front of the door.

"This subject, Qin Qianmo, greets the Sixth King and the Royal Consort." A light bow could be considered a bow.

"Father, please rise. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Wan Jing stood there, her gaze towards her father full of concern. He could still see the white hair on his father's temples growing again. Cold frost dyed his hair. His father had aged quite a bit.

"Everything is fine. It's time for the wangfei to be worried about you. Please come to my humble abode, Sixth King."

Wan Jing also saw the pavilion and garden pond that she had been familiar with since she was young. Thinking of her mother again, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"Your daughter and Your Highness should go and pay their respects to the mother and the dead." With that, he led the way to the temple.

The Buddha's fragrance lingered in the air like a drizzle, spreading out to the surroundings. The fragrance was indeed very depressing. As she kowtowed, her tears were still lingering in her eyes.

"Che, let's go. "Let's talk in front of the hall." At the end of the incense stick, Wan Jing and Xuan Tuo left the temple together.

Qin Qianmo had already been waiting in front of the hall for a long time.

Only then did he realize that there were two more heavenly beings in the hall.

A graceful man in a snow-white robe, elegant and unhurried like a tree, with narrow eyes that were as beautiful as the phoenix, exuded a feeling of indifference. This must be Wan Jing's elder brother, Qin Wan Feng.

The other must be Wan Li, with her oval shaped face, delicate and pretty face, and a face like a peach blossom. Only her pair of phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and her pale blue eyes were filled with spirit.

"Qin Wanfeng greets the Prince."

"Wan Li greets Prince and Sister-in-Law." As she spoke, she leaned over and wished him well.

What a strange title. Xuan Tuo smiled and nodded in return.

"Little sister, let's go outside and talk." Wan Jing had already pulled Wan Li's hand and walked out of the hall.

The happiness on her face for a long time couldn't fade away from Xuan Tuo's heart. When would he ever be in such a good mood with her?

"Master, in truth, Xuan Tuo has come here for a reason."

"Your Highness, please speak. This old man will tell you the truth." Qin Qianmo was rather straightforward.

"When I thought back to that day, outside the Frigid Capital Temple, this king and Jing'er had once encountered the plotting against Shang Yue's warriors. I had searched for many days, but I was still unable to make heads or tails of it. I just feel that this warrior is here for Wan Jing. " He was sincerely worried for Wan Jing, but he didn't know that Qin Qian was grateful.

Qin Qianmo's expression instantly turned serious and returned to normal. Xuan Tuo's heart was as thin as a strand of hair, and he had long since understood everything.

"This old man has no relationship with Shang, so Your Highness need not worry about my daughter. The warrior said that he would find out in a few days. "

He was shrewd, so he had to avoid talking about it. One chased, one evaded, it seemed like they no longer had any interest in playing.

"I heard that Fourth Bro is going to choose his consort." A single calm sentence must have disturbed a whole room.

"I wonder which family's girl will be chosen by Sparrow Hawk."

"I heard that Wan Li is also one of the candidates. This time, royal father and the Old Buddha will not intervene at all.

"That will depend on Wan Li's luck." Legend has it that the Fourth Prince would be the future Crown Prince, and thus become his concubine. He would be the future Crown Prince's consort, the future empress. This kind of fortune could only be cultivated for a thousand years.

"Master Lin is actually the most clear about Xuan Tuo's intentions. In the future, if anything happens, I would like to ask for your help."

"Of course, are we family?"

When Wan Jing and Wan Li came back, it was already noon. Therefore, the whole family had a meal together and Xuan Tuo was going to take his leave.

Wan Jing only tugged on the corner of his shirt and begged, "Let's go to the back garden for a walk, okay?"

Wen Che's heart skipped a beat, as if he had some kind of power that dragged him with Wan Jing to the back garden. He was a little surprised. "Okay, go take a look and then go back."

The back garden of the Residence of Prime Minister had many fake mountains, strange rocks, strange trees, and strange grass. Far away, there was a pond surrounded by reeds that swayed gently. It was actually an unpolished part of the mansion.

The reeds swayed slightly in the wind, seeming to enchant Wen Che's mind.

The soft touch brushed against his heart and a six year old little girl appeared in his mind like a flash of light. Only her bright eyes and white teeth were left as she smiled cutely and said, "Big brother won't cry, your mother will definitely come and take you away. Your mother won't even be willing to cry."

Who would have thought that smiling and clenching of teeth was actually his fate in this life. From then on, memories of his life began to take root …