Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

"Why?"

Jinzhong spoke with difficulty, his throat was dry and his ears were filled with the sound of his own heartbeat.

Jinzhong's face was filled with panic. He seemed to know what his master was going to say. There was an inexplicable surge of energy in his chest.

"You always have to leave yourself a way out in everything. Jinzhong, you are my way out."

Yan Wan looked at him with a bright gaze, and firm words came out of her mouth, with a gentleness in her eyes like spring water.

Before Jinzhong could speak, she walked closer step by step, the pearl hairpin in her hair swaying with her steps, and her movements almost hit the embroidered cloud pattern on Jinzhong's shoulder.

Seeing her approaching step by step, Jinzhong didn't know what to do for a moment. He stood there in a daze, unable to move forward or backward.

"Didn't you ask me that day where my heart lies? Then, Eunuch Jinzhong, please feel carefully and see where my heart lies."

Yan Wan gently grasped his wrist, placed it on the thin and soft Longhua, raised her head and placed his hand on her slender neck, holding it tightly so that he could feel her heartbeat.

Perhaps because he had just arrived, Jinzhong's hands were slightly cool. Their skin touched, his cool palms warmed by Longhua's warmth. Beneath his hands was the pulse of her neck, beating warmly and vigorously. This powerful heartbeat suddenly disrupted Jinzhong's thoughts.

The beating sound was Yan Wan's pulse, but it was also his own disordered heartbeat.

His heart was confused.

Their eyes met, and time stopped at that moment.

The tension that Jinzhong had been holding tight snapped in an instant. He no longer cared about anything else. He hooked his arm around Yanwan's neck, and with his other arm, he wrapped his other arm around her back, firmly and powerfully holding her in his arms. Unseen by Yanwan, a tear slipped across her face, dripping heavily onto his robe.

He heard it! He finally heard it with his own ears! He heard where Ling Zhuer's heart was!

He had spent his entire life waiting for this moment.

Yanwan put her arms around his strong waist, hugged him quietly, and patted his back gently.

Thump thump!

Two hearts intertwined and beating in each other's chests, feeling each other's heartbeats through the flesh, at the closest distance they could touch.

"I am willing to sacrifice my life for your master, no matter what it takes."

Yanwan, I've fallen into your hands again this time.

……

Soon the day of the Eastern Tour arrived, of which Empress Fucha still knew nothing. The Emperor, concerned for her frail health and fearing the fatigue of the long journey, concealed the news of the Eastern Tour.

Su Lian also took care of her own body and deliberately concealed it. Among everyone in Changchun Palace, only Empress Fucha was kept in the dark.

The Queen had been depressed since the loss of her son and had been bedridden in Changchun Palace. Yan Wan often took care of her closely and told her some strange stories she had read in books to cheer her up.

Princess Hejing finally lost her patience and waited outside Changchun Palace early in the morning to ask for an audience.

She was terrified and anxious, and started crying at the palace gate before she even entered the hall.

"My lady, the third princess is here."

Su Lian came in from outside to report.

"Since the princess has come to visit you, I will not disturb you any more and will take my leave."

"Go ahead, let her in."

Yan Wan said goodbye very tactfully, and as soon as she walked out of the palace, she met Princess He Jing who was guarding outside. After the two greeted each other, He Jing didn't have time to look at Yan Wan for even a second, and hurried in to find Empress Fucha.

After all, she was young and cried at the sight of it, unlike the calm and decisive Princess of her previous life. But considering that she was born to the Empress, and that her two brothers had died young, it was not easy for her to come here and comfort the Empress.

"May the Empress be well and safe."

"As a legitimate princess, don't forget your status. It's not proper for you to cry like this outside the palace." Empress Fucha felt distressed when she saw Hejing crying like this, and said softly.

Seeing Empress Fucha's miserable and decadent appearance, He Jing's tears still flowed down regardless.

The Empress Dowager was extremely sad about the loss of her son, but her father frequently visited other concubines in the palace not long after his brother's death. How could she not be anxious?

She was worried about the health of the Empress Dowager, and she also had to watch the Emperor not only fail to comfort his grieving wife, but instead linger with other concubines. He Jing felt that the royal family was heartless and the world was sad.

......

He Jing brought the news that the emperor was about to go on an eastern tour to Empress Fucha. Empress Fucha asked Su Lian to find Qi Ru in person, and despite her frail body, she was determined to go on the eastern tour.

Yan Wan knew that Empress Fucha would never be able to come back once she left, and she felt very sad. Although Empress Fucha seemed to have a glorious life on the surface, she actually had a miserable fate and there was no possibility of survival.

As for the Eastern Tour, she didn't want to join in the fun.

She couldn't ruin Hailan and the others' plans, so Yanwan wanted to sit on the sidelines and watch the fight.

As long as they can get hold of Hailan's handle and wait for Hejing to return from Khorchin, the era belonging to Wei Yanwan will be back.

A few days ago, when I went to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager, she specifically said that she had just recovered from a serious illness and was afraid that she could not bear the fatigue of the journey, so she took the initiative to stay in the palace.

When she returned to Yongshou Palace, she found that Concubine Mei was already sitting in the hall waiting for her.

Seeing someone coming, Meipin quickly stood up to greet her.

"Just got back from Changchun Palace, right? I heard from the Empress Dowager that your sister won't be going on this Eastern Tour?"

"I went to serve the Empress just to show my goodwill to the Emperor, so that he would remember me in the palace. I have just recovered from my illness and am weak. I am tired from the long journey to the east. If I go, it will only cause trouble to the Emperor. It is better for me to stay in the palace and recuperate."

Yanwan asked Chunchan to make a pot of jasmine tea. She loved this flower more and more. Not only did she keep it, but she also added some to her food every day.

"My sister doesn't take sides and guards your Yongshou Palace alone. Sometimes I really don't understand what you want." Meipin sat down slowly, picked up a piece of dragon beard pastry and tasted it slowly.

Yan Wan lowered her head and smiled, touching the intricate embroidery on her sleeves as she spoke slowly, "Sister, I come from a humble background. I only hope to escape it and earn a better future. Serving the Emperor is my best hope. I don't care about anything else."

Meipin looked at her, shook her head and sighed.

After all, she was young and didn't know how sinister the people in the harem were.

Do jackals, tigers and leopards only prey on bad people?

Some people can't stand seeing you do well. As soon as you show a little bit of your edge, someone will pounce on you and eat you up completely.

Didn’t Bai Ruiji suffer this loss?

"I will not be in the palace during this eastern tour. Sister, take good care of yourself. Summer will be here by the time I return, and I will invite you to join me for some fun and entertainment."

"Okay, I'll wait for Sister Meipin to come back, but I have one thing to tell Sister Meipin. I know you have taken refuge with the Queen Mother, so please don't speak for her in front of the Emperor. After all, they are mother and son, and they are still a family in the end. You must not get caught in it..." It would be better if she became cannon fodder.

Yan Wan didn't say the second half of the sentence. With Bai Ruiji's intelligence, she could naturally figure out the reason.

"I understand. Take care, sister."

Bai Ruiji cannot die too early, otherwise how can Yanwan overthrow Jiafei without bloodshed?