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

The calligraphy piece with the words "Not interested in romance, only loving myself" was thrown into the waste paper basket beside him by Qi Junyi.

He looked up at her and said calmly, "Write something I like to hear."

Jiang Lingyue was silent for a moment, thinking of this man's now moody temper. She was really worried that if she wrote something wrong, he would be angry again. She said in embarrassment, "What does His Majesty like to hear?"

"Think for yourself," Qi Junyi said, "I don't like the one you just wrote."

Jiang Lingyue: “…”

This is really not a life for humans.

Even compared with those students who studied hard to take the imperial examinations, it probably wasn't that easy.

The Tongsheng examination is held once a year, the provincial examination is held every three years, and the metropolitan examination is also held every three years.

And she was tested countless times almost every day.

Every time he opens his eyes, he sees what he likes and what he dislikes.

Jiang Lingyue held the pen in her hand for a long time without moving, and Qi Junyi had no intention of urging her.

He held the ink stick and ground it gently on the inkstone.

Jiang Lingyue didn't feel flattered that the king of a country personally served her with pen and ink. She racked her brains to think of what to write that would satisfy the honorable emperor.

Her lowered gaze unconsciously fell on his hands.

I couldn't help but sigh once again that his hands were really beautiful, with long phalanges, broad palms, and very clean white skin, which formed a sharp contrast with the pitch-black inkstone.

The abruptness of black and white stimulated Jiang Lingyue's eyes.

She stared at him for a while, and suddenly understood why he always liked to hold her hand. Now she also wanted to hold his hand.

Realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Lingyue pursed her lips and looked away.

He lifted his wrist slightly, dipped the tip of the pen into the ink, and immediately began to write.

Soon, the medium-sized piece of rice paper was filled with words.

Qi Junyi's eyes fell on the paper and his hands slowly stopped moving.

Finishing off with the final touches, Jiang Lingyue tilted her head and asked, "Does Your Majesty like it?"

"...Not bad," Qi Junyi's eyelashes trembled, he put down the ink stick, picked up the calligraphy, looked at it for a while, and suddenly called Liu Rong in.

"Take it and ask a craftsman to frame it and send it to the imperial study."

"Yes!" Liu Rong responded respectfully and took the calligraphy with the ink still wet in his hands.

He was curious about what kind of masterpiece it was that deserved his Majesty's caution.

After taking a subconscious look, his expression suddenly showed a bit of strangeness.

——I look at the sky in the morning and the clouds in the evening. I miss you when I walk and when I sit.

Isn’t this a love poem?

...Empress Jieyu is so skilled.

Although he is young, he is very good at coaxing people.

Look at his Majesty who was coaxed. He no longer looked jealous and murderous as he did in the palace in the afternoon.

Qi Junyi was indeed touched by this calligraphy.

I completely forgot that I had asked someone to write this poem, and just thought it was a love poem written to me by the little girl.

The moment the palace door closed again, he couldn't help but put his arm around Jiang Lingyue's shoulders and gently kissed her collarbone.

The burning breath on Jiang Lingyue's shoulder and neck made her throat dry. She knew that he had no intention of letting her go tonight. Just as she was wondering whether she should say that she didn't want it, her body suddenly felt lighter and she was picked up by the waist and walked towards the couch.

His Majesty the Emperor was more gentle than usual that night, and they only did it once, but Jiang Lingyue still felt sore and very tired. Finally, she put her arms around his waist, buried her face in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Thinking that the girl loved cleanliness, His Majesty the Emperor held her and washed her clean before he went to sleep peacefully.

The next day was a day off.

Before Jiang Lingyue regained consciousness, her fingertips moved and she felt a warmth on her touch. When she opened her eyes, she saw the man who should have disappeared long ago still lying on the bed, looking at her tenderly with a smile in his eyes.

"woke up?"

"..." Jiang Lingyue pursed her lips uncomfortably, "Why hasn't Your Majesty left yet?"

"No hurry," Qi Junyi said, "I'll take you somewhere today."

"Where are we going?" Jiang Lingyue blinked and asked curiously.

He smiled lightly, "Didn't you say you were willing to be magnanimous and not bother with the Shen family, but I can't do that?"

After that, he bent down and kissed her cheek, saying, "Get up, I'll take you to the prison."

He was clearly speaking of revenge, but his voice was so gentle.

Jiang Lingyue had a headache and didn't understand why he was so insistent on letting her meet Shen.

But since His Majesty the Emperor has given the order, she must obey.

After a simple breakfast, Jiang Lingyue got on the carriage to leave the palace.

The emperor's personal visit to the Heavenly Prison would of course not be a grand affair, so this trip out of the palace was simple.

Jiang Lingyue also changed out of her luxurious palace attire and put on a slightly simple azure long dress, with only a gold hairpin pinned in her hair.

Qi Junyi glanced at her, and a slight ripple appeared in his eyes.

This girl's appearance is really eye-catching, and her pair of clear and lively eyes are even more dazzling. If the Jiang family is willing to let her go out to banquets and socialize, her reputation would have spread far and wide.

He tutted softly, then suddenly reached out and pinched her chin to lift it up, leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips, and smiled, "Not bad."

Fortunately, she entered the palace, and fortunately, this girl was his.

Otherwise, even if she married someone else, if he saw it, he might really try to steal my wife away.

Jiang Lingyue was confused by these incoherent words, but she felt a little embarrassed to be so intimate in front of so many people.

Qi Junyi pecked the tip of her red ear and then pulled her into the carriage.

This was the first time Jiang Lingyue had left the palace in her life, but she was not particularly excited or happy.

In the spacious carriage, two people sat opposite each other.

Jiang Lingyue hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Why did Your Majesty insist on having me go see Shen?"

Qi Junyi was surprised by the question. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I'll take you there to vent your anger."

"Why?" He lowered his eyes and asked, "Don't you want to see Shen?"

Before Jiang Lingyue could speak, he said, "If you don't want to see it, you can just listen in the compartment."

After all, her stepmother had been like a mountain pressing down on her head since she was a child. Besides feeling disgusted with Shen, she was probably also afraid of her.

Qi Junyi thought that he would personally remove all her fears of the Shen family and the Jiang family.

He wanted to make this girl understand little by little how powerful she was now. In this big world, there was no one she needed to fear.

Including him.

While talking, the carriage stopped.

Qi Junyi got off the carriage first and reached out to her again.

Jiang Lingyue was helped out of the car, and when she looked up, she saw a row of tall and straight guards with swords surrounding her.

The leading official bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, the person has been brought out."

The prison was dark and damp, and tall people couldn't even stand up straight. Of course, the emperor would not go in.

Jiang Lingyue was arranged to live in a side room with a small, almost invisible window on the wall.

She walked closer and looked over. She could clearly see a woman in prison clothes with messy long hair crawling on the floor of the next room.