The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

"You're the one who's most susceptible to this?" Qi Junyi held the girl's waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other, saying unhappily, "Why do you keep saying everything out loud?"

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

Feeling a little guilty, she grabbed his sleeve and whispered, "Did I just undermine your dignity as a ruler?"

"What do you think?" Qi Junyi lowered his eyes to look at her and sighed softly, "Everyone in the government and the country knows me... I don't know how to establish my authority in the future."

"Is it that serious?" Jiang Lingyue glared, "Then quickly call them back and tell them not to tell anyone!"

As she said this, she was about to stand up and pass the message on herself, but the arm around her waist was like an iron clamp, holding her tightly.

"Don't worry about it," Qi Junyi said helplessly, "They know what to say and what not to say. There's no need to warn them."

He subconsciously used a little force to hold her chin. He lowered his head and kissed the girl's eyebrows in his arms, and whispered: "From now on, the matters between you and me as husband and wife must not be spread to others."

What does it mean to cry and beg?

When did he...

Qi Junyi's eyelashes trembled, hiding the shyness in his eyes, "You are quite frank."

The tone was very dull. Jiang Lingyue was stunned, then she sensed something and couldn't help laughing.

She sat up straight, reached out to hold his face, and pecked his lips. Not satisfied, she kissed him several more times in a row. Seeing him pursing his lips, hesitant to speak, she smiled and said, "Qi Hengzhi, I'm open to any of your tricks. As long as it's you, I like you."

She liked them all, whether it was a gentle emperor who was calm and composed, or a tyrant who was so angry that his eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and was full of murderous intent.

She likes his gentleness and thoughtfulness, his willingness to show weakness for love, and his strong demands.

Of course, what she liked most was the way he acted like a teased girl, obediently letting her press him and kiss him.

Qi Junyi had noticed that this girl had a domineering temper as early as the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet where she bit him twice on the neck. He was happy to let her tease him and indulge him in whatever she wanted, and it was the same now.

In Guang'an Palace, the emperor and his empress were in love with each other. On the other side, Ishihara Qing and Chen Ziluo, who had just walked out of the palace, looked at each other and said goodbye to Liu Rong before leaving the palace.

The two men who had been trying the case all night without sleeping did not return home, but went to the Dali Temple prison.

…………

It was the last day of the year in the cold winter, which should have been a day for family reunion, but Xie Anning and her daughter Wang Wan were suffering in prison.

To avoid collusion, family members of several major suspects were not detained together before the case was tried.

Xie Anning didn't see her daughter the whole night. Not only was she worried about the progress of the case, but she was also worried about whether her daughter, who had never suffered any hardship, would get sick or get scared in prison.

A good lady was thrown into prison, and her reputation plummeted to the bottom.

However, after being frightened all night, Xie An Ning finally came to terms with it and realized that nothing was more important than his daughter's safety.

As long as she can get away with it this time, her daughter won't get married. It's also fine for her to stay at home and find a husband.

Fortunately, the environment in the Dali Temple prison is much better than the dark and damp Tianlao.

Thanks to Ishihara Qing's care, the prison where Xie Anning was held even had two clean and warm quilts.

All in all, not too bad.

Wu Yong’s betrayal still makes Xie An Ning unbelievable.

She always thought that Wu Yong was the most loyal follower around her father.

As a result, the Xie family never left even after being in decline for more than ten years.

"Dong Dong Dong", the sound of footsteps came from far away.

The iron lock on the door was turned, and Xie Anning, who was curled up in the corner with his legs hugged, turned around.

She was frightened all night, and even though she was not tortured or scolded, her hair was still disheveled and she looked haggard.

At this moment, she was curled up on a bed made of several wooden boards, and in Ishihara Qing's eyes, she looked very miserable.

He suppressed his heartache, waved away the jailer beside him, and pushed the door open himself. "An Ning, it's okay. I'll take you out."

go out?

Xie Anning was overjoyed, "Have you found out? Wu Yong was framed?"

As she spoke, she was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, but she hadn't slept all night and hadn't eaten a single meal, so she stumbled as she got off the bed and was quickly caught by Ishihara Qing who had come close to her.

He supported the person and saw the untouched food in the corner from the corner of his eye. His brows furrowed. "Didn't you use the food I sent?"

It is too cold here. Even a strong man in his prime would be exhausted if he stayed here for a long time, let alone a delicate lady from an aristocratic family. It would be strange if she could hold on without eating something hot.

Seeing the woman who had become much weaker after just one night, Ishihara Qing's face turned grim. He suppressed his urge to lecture her, grabbed her knees, and lifted her up horizontally.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it outside."

At the cell door, Chen Zihui, who came with him to release the people, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, then slightly turned his shoulder and made way.

He clearly didn't say anything, but the way he spoke made Xie An Ning, who was already uncomfortable being hugged by a man outside her, feel even more embarrassed.

She placed her hand on Ishihara Qing's chest and was about to ask him to let her go, but she heard him say first: "Brother Chen, please release Miss Xie as well."

Her surname is Xie, and at this point in time, Miss Xie can only be Wang Wan who has not changed her surname yet.

Nothing is more important than her daughter's safety. Xie Anning looked at Chen Ziyu and asked hopefully, "Can we go back now?"

"Madam, you cannot leave," Chen Ziyi shook his head gently. "Your crime has been pardoned by His Majesty and His Majesty, and you can avoid the suffering of imprisonment. However, His Majesty has ordered that you and your daughter must remain here with me for a few days before the case is judged."

He smiled faintly: "Madam, don't worry. After New Year's Eve, this case will be expedited."

After saying this, he turned and walked towards a cell further inside.

Ishihara Kyo carefully walked up the narrow stairs holding the person in his arms, bent over, and walked out of the prison.

After leaving the dark and cramped environment, the sky suddenly brightened and Xie Anning narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

Ishihara Qing lowered his eyes to look at her, without stopping, he carried her into a side room, walked directly around the outer room and into the bedroom.

After looking around, he didn't carry the person to the couch, but placed him on the soft chair.

There was a charcoal brazier burning hot in the house, and the coldness that had penetrated into the bones seemed to be dispelled bit by bit.

Feeling the warmth, Xie Anning, who was cold, hungry and frozen, began to shiver involuntarily.

"cold?"

Ishihara Qing, who had just put the person down, leaned over and raised his hand to touch her cheek, which felt cold.

The coldness made his knuckles tremble slightly.

"You've suffered." Ishihara Qing's voice was slightly hoarse, and he held her face in his arms to warm her.

His sister An Ning suffered.