Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Although she was engaged to Ye Xuhe, the wedding date was set for the spring of the following year. It was obvious that the eldest princess also wanted to keep her daughter for a while longer.

The house arranged for Wen Ling to live in after her marriage has also begun to be renovated. The house is across an alley from the Princess's Mansion. The floor tiles and building materials are all of the best quality.

The house is very big, which was also arranged by Duan Songming. When it comes to food and drink expenses, Wen Ling always has the best because she has the eldest princess and the emperor behind her.

Wen Ling had never seen Shen Si since that day. She only heard his name from Duan Songming's mouth when she had meals with him.

He threatened that he would wait until all officials returned to Beijing to report on their work by the end of the year, and if there was a suitable candidate, he would be promoted. Wen Ling could see that compared to Ye Xu and them, they all preferred Shen Si.

It was just because Ye Xuhe was the candidate chosen by 'her', so since the imperial decree of marriage was issued, the two of them had never been compared.

The weather gradually became warmer, and early in the morning Wen Ling received news that Ye Xuhe had come to the Princess's Mansion.

Wen Ling stayed beside the eldest princess, while Ye Xuhe sat on the other side.

Wen Ling didn't say a word during the whole process. Ye Xuhe's visit was probably instructed by her mother.

When the eldest princess mentioned that she hoped the first child after their marriage would have the surname Wen, she could clearly feel that the smile on Ye Xuhe's face faded a lot.

Duan Fan has only one daughter, and she doesn't want the Wen family's line to end with her.

If it were according to the original owner, Wen Ling had no doubt that she would speak up to help, but now it happened to be her turn. She found that as long as she did not interfere with the direction of the main plot, she still had a certain degree of freedom.

Just like now she and Ye Xuhe are already engaged, this is the original direction, there is no deviation, so the control of the body still belongs to her.

Of course, she would not speak for Ye Xuhe. If he could not accept the conditions, he could naturally find a way to get rid of the arranged marriage.

But she knew he probably wouldn't, because since this was the established direction, he would definitely continue along the main line.

In just half a year, Shen Si and Ye Xuhe's official careers were smooth.

There were many people around them who praised Shen Si for his talent and his majesty's appreciation. Ye Xuhe was also praised, but because of his engagement with the princess.

Some things seem to change their taste in an instant.

"Things are so different now. I used to be able to call you Brother Ye, but now I can only bow and call you Lord Ye."

"Tsk, what's the big deal? It's because he got involved in the Princess's Mansion. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to act so majestically in front of us right now."

"You can't say that. Brother Ye's knowledge is obvious to all."

"That's right, he's also very scheming. Now that he's favored by the princess, he won't be in a bad situation no matter how he looks for someone in the future."

Officials who were off duty were walking together in groups of three or four. Ye Xuhe, sitting in the carriage, heard clearly what the passers-by said.

"Sir, would you like me to give them a beating?"

The servant's voice came from behind the curtain.

"No need. These words are everywhere in the capital. Can you go and criticize them one by one? Let them talk."

Ye Xuhe sat upright, his hands clenched on his legs. As he listened to these words, he somehow remembered the eldest princess's words.

If his future child's surname is Wen, he will probably become a laughing stock among other people.

But the eldest princess was not discussing with him, she was just informing him.

His eyes were filled with annoyance, and his clenched hands became tighter and tighter, before suddenly loosening.

Wen Ling saw Shen Si again during the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the evening, she went out with a few servants and Ji Yao. As a result, she met Zhou Rongzhuo who was out for a stroll. Ji Yao followed Zhou Rongzhuo uncontrollably.

Wen Ling immediately saw Shen Si leaning against the window of the teahouse admiring the moon.

There was a woman standing next to him. The building was not very tall, but Wen Ling had very good eyesight and recognized that the woman was the daughter of the Minister of Justice. She had heard from Duan Songming that the Minister of Justice would be old enough to retire in two years.

He planned to take advantage of the opportunity of officials reporting on their work at the end of this year to transfer Shen Si to the Ministry of Justice, and have him work with the Minister of Justice for a few years, intending to let Shen Si take over.

The streets were noisy and Wen Ling couldn't hear what they said. She just saw the woman blushing with embarrassment at first, and then she said something to Shen Si. The blush on her face faded and she didn't look that happy anymore.

Seeing the woman leave, Wen Ling withdrew her gaze, not wanting to meet Shen Si's eyes.

It's quite a coincidence. Wen Ling saw Shen Si downstairs at this location in the teahouse. Now the only thing in this scene is that their positions have been reversed.

Just when Wen Ling was about to smile at him as a greeting, Shen Si took the initiative to look away coldly.

Wen Ling's smile froze, and she stuck out her tongue awkwardly as she walked towards the busy part of the street.

As the season turned to late autumn, Wen Ling, slumped over her desk, pondered where this dream would end. It couldn't possibly be the moment of death here, right?

I couldn't figure it out, but I received a handwritten letter from Shen Si asking for a meeting.

The meeting place is still the same teahouse.

When Wen Ling walked into the tea room, Shen Si was already there.

He rarely wore brightly colored clothes, and the thin windproof cloak he was wearing was put aside.

As soon as I sat down, a cup of hot tea was placed next to me.

"It's cold outside, Princess, please have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

Like him, his voice is always clear and shallow, like the crisp sound of striking jade.

Wen Ling took a sip of tea, held the teacup to warm her hands, and looked up at him.

After a moment's silence, Shen Si lowered his eyes and spoke.

"Princess, Ye Xuhe is not suitable for you."

It was straightforward without any preparation. Wen Ling didn't say anything, and she couldn't agree with Shen Si's thoughts even when she spoke.

"His family had arranged a marriage for him, but it was later cancelled when Your Majesty granted him the marriage. However, when Your Majesty asked for his opinion and granted him the marriage, he did not refuse, nor did he ever mention the arranged marriage."

"He now works for the Inspectorate. He should be impartial, but instead he's close to the Prime Minister's retainers, currying favor with everyone and seeking personal gain. Such character is unfitting for the princess."

It seemed like this was the first time he had spoken ill of someone behind their back. Wen Ling could see his ears turning red.

After taking a sip of tea, Wen Ling spoke carefully, "If he has done anything inappropriate in officialdom, you can tell His Majesty."

This sentence made Shen Si's face turn pale, meaning that he shouldn't talk to her.

Wen Ling definitely didn't mean that. She couldn't say anything to please him. If she did, it would seem that nothing she said would be appropriate. It would be better not to say anything.

The aroma of tea wafted in the air, and Shen Si felt like a villain at this moment, trying to slander others in order to achieve his own goals. This was the thing he had always despised the most.

The whole room was filled with the fragrance of tea, but he only smelled the bitter taste, which penetrated into his heart.

Before leaving, Shen Si was still unwilling to give up, and looked straight at Wen Ling.

He wanted to ask himself what made him inferior to Ye Xuhe, but he didn't open his mouth in the end.

After all, there is no reason to like someone, and it may have nothing to do with character or appearance.

I opened the window to let the hot steam from the tea fill the room, and suddenly the wind blew outside, accompanied by large flakes of snow.

The first snow of this year came quite early, and the snowflakes were floating everywhere. Wen Ling looked at the white figure getting farther and farther away, and her steps were not so steady.