After rebirth, the abstinent prince wants to marry me every day

"Cousin, please get up!" The man held Zhu Qing'an's arm.

Zhu Qing'an only felt that his arms, which were being held, were touched by something disgusting, and his heart also felt extremely uncomfortable.

Without changing his expression, Zhu Qing'an stood up and quickly stepped back, keeping one step away from the emperor.

"Cousin, have you just come out from mother's place?" The emperor looked at Zhu Qing'an as she took a step back, his expression still showing a concerned smile, but a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

Zhu Qing'an didn't even raise her head, her voice respectful and distant, "Your Majesty, I have just come out from my aunt's place and am now preparing to return home!"

But even if Zhu Qing'an didn't look up, he could still feel the emperor's sticky gaze looking at him.

"My cousin and I are becoming more and more distant now. I still remember that when we were little, my cousin used to affectionately call me third cousin!" The emperor seemed to be reminiscing.

"I am young and ignorant, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me!" Zhu Qing'an calmly distanced himself from the matter.

She had been in the palace since she was a child, and when she was little she did call several princes cousins, but as she grew older, she naturally knew the limits, especially when it came to the current emperor.

"I actually think that my cousin was cuter when she was a child! Although my cousin has grown into a beautiful young lady now, she is still a little distant from me!" The emperor sighed.

"Your servant dare not!" Zhu Qing'an's expression remained unchanged.

The emperor looked at Zhu Qing'an, who was unmoved, with a gloomy expression. He walked up to her and said, "The chrysanthemums in the imperial garden are blooming today. Cousin, please accompany me to see them!"

Zhu Qing'an smelled the ambergris on the emperor's body and felt sick, so he naturally prepared to refuse.

The emperor and the empress dowager were not on good terms. Zhu Qing'an was the empress dowager's niece, so she naturally knew that the emperor had no good intentions towards her. She would avoid him whenever she could when they met. If the palace attendant was there, she would also negotiate with the emperor.

"Cousin, are you going to refuse me even for such a small matter?" The emperor said, looking at the top of Zhu Qing'an's head with a smile.

"I dare not!" Zhu Qing'an said, and could only follow the emperor.

Zhu Qing'an didn't know much about the emperor. He only knew that when the previous emperor passed away, he passed the throne to the third prince, Bian Cheng, and asked the empress dowager to assist him.

When he first ascended the throne, the emperor was quite respectful to the empress dowager. However, as the emperor sat on the throne for longer, he became more and more dissatisfied with the empress dowager's interference in state affairs, and they clashed with each other both openly and covertly.

Zhu Qing'an still remembered what her aunt once said: if the emperor was a good emperor who worked hard and loved his people, she would naturally be willing to give up power and spend her remaining years in the palace.

Unfortunately, the emperor was extremely suspicious and was fond of showing off his achievements. He only cared about enjoying himself and was oblivious to the sufferings of the people. Only a few years after he ascended the throne, he had already built so many palaces for his enjoyment.

What the empress dowager said was indeed correct. In her previous life, the empress dowager died of illness, and all that happened to the Wen'an Marquis' Mansion was caused by the emperor. What's more, the emperor later increased taxes, causing the people to complain bitterly.

It was because of this that Zhu Qing'an understood that her aunt was not greedy for power, but was doing it for the common people of the world.

Zhu Qing'an kept sorting out the events of her previous life in her mind. She always felt that her aunt's sudden illness in her previous life was not an accident. She even felt that it was most likely related to the emperor, but she couldn't alert the enemy now.

The emperor who was walking in front suddenly stopped, and Zhu Qing'an was not careful and accidentally bumped into the emperor's back.

"Your servant deserves to die!" Zhu Qing'an quickly came back to her senses, but her shoulder was under the emperor's palm. She could even feel the emperor's hands on her shoulder rubbing slowly.

At that moment, a layer of fine and dense goose bumps appeared on my body, as if I had been touched by a snake.

Zhu Qing'an wanted to struggle, but the emperor pressed his palm down.

"My cousin smells so good. What kind of incense did you use?" The emperor leaned close to Zhu Qing'an's ear, took a deep breath, and looked confused.

Bian Cheng has been paying attention to Zhu Qing'an since he was a child, not only because of her dignity, but also because of her dazzling beauty that makes people unable to take their eyes off her.

After ascending the throne, Bian Licheng wanted to take Zhu Qing'an as his concubine more than once, in order to control the empress dowager and to pluck this beautiful flower.

What a pity! Before he could issue the decree, the old empress dowager actually granted Zhu Qing'an a marriage.

Bian Licheng was unhappy and seemed to have calmed down, but he still had an unusual desire for Zhu Qing'an.

The emperor's voice was right next to her ears. Zhu Qing'an gritted her teeth to avoid losing her composure. She glanced at Fu Guang and Wang Shu who were not far away. They were also stopped by the palace servants beside the emperor. Even if they wanted to go to the Cining Palace to report the news, they were unable to do so.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Qing'an tried to control her emotions. She was certain that no matter how foolish the emperor was, he would never dare to do anything to her in public.

"Your servant..."

Before he could finish his words, steady footsteps echoed along with a sharp voice, "Your Majesty!"

The strange yet familiar voice sounded like heavenly music to Zhu Qing'an. She couldn't wait to look behind her, only to see the Loyal King Bian Jingsheng striding towards her.

He has a tall and straight figure, wearing a dark suit and cloud-patterned boots. His long dark hair blows in the wind. His tall body is strong and powerful, and his eyes are like cold stars.

When the emperor saw the visitor, there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes, but he suppressed it.

As Zhu Qing'an breathed a sigh of relief, the emperor also stood up, took his hands off Zhu Qing'an's shoulders and put them behind his back.

"It's the King of Loyalty who has arrived!" The emperor said in a cold tone, squinting his eyes as he looked at the King of Loyalty, Bian Jingsheng, who was saluting.

"I have something to report..." Bian Jingsheng said, glancing at Zhu Qing'an who was standing beside him.

The emperor looked increasingly impatient. He had never liked the things that King Zhongyi reported, whether it was about the deployment of troops or the weapons and food for the soldiers.

Unfortunately, the King of Loyalty held military power and held great prestige in the army. Even though the emperor had long wanted to dismiss and behead the King of Loyalty, he had to consider it carefully.

"Your Majesty and King Zhongyi must have important matters to discuss, so I will take my leave first!" Zhu Qing'an squatted down slightly and saluted.

"Then my cousin, please go back first. If you have time, come and walk with me!" The emperor agreed but said such a frivolous remark.

As an emperor, he is surrounded by concubines, but he lets an unmarried woman accompany him. This disgusting intention is obvious.

Zhu Qing'an got up and left, while Bian Jingsheng listened to the emperor's words and saw the emperor's gaze fall on Zhu Qing'an's back. His eyes paused slightly, and a fierce light was hidden in his eyes.

Zhu Qing'an turned and left. Her eyes fell on Bian Jingsheng's face and she nodded slightly to express her gratitude.

When she passed by Bian Jingsheng, the clean and refreshing scent of soapberry hit her, and the aura belonging to Bian Jingsheng enveloped her.

It was at this moment that she heard a very low voice ringing in her ears.

"Don't be afraid, Princess..."

The voice contained pity and comfort. For a moment, Zhu Qingan thought he had heard it wrong.