The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Ji Wuyuan sneered: "Why, Tang'er wants to call me a bastard, or a bastard?"

"I didn't say that..." Jiang Wantang lied with his eyes wide open: "You're overthinking it."

"Tang'er has really grown up..." Ji Wuyuan gritted his teeth and was really about to laugh out of anger.

"Haven't you always wanted to leave the palace?"

"Why are you throwing a tantrum as soon as you come out?"

"If you don't behave, I'll send someone to send you back, believe it or not?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this, but as soon as he did, Jiang Wantang instantly got angry.

She pushed the defenseless Ji Wuyuan away with all her strength, sat up, and said with anger in her tone: "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will return to the palace immediately."

After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the carriage door.

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand and grabbed her slender waist, easily pinning her back to the couch and locking her in his arms in a restraining position.

"Jiang Wantang..." Ji Wuyuan's handsome face was tinged with coldness, his jaw clenched as he suppressed his anger and said, "What the hell are you doing?"

Jiang Wantang smiled when she heard this. Her smile was bright and bright, and her tone was sarcastic: "Is your concubine making trouble?"

"Your Majesty, you have a beautiful lady by your side, and you think I am ignorant and want to send me back to the palace?"

Ji Wuyuan frowned slightly.

With a beautiful woman by your side?!

His eyes flashed, as if he thought of something. The coldness and anger in his body instantly dissipated. The hand that was tightly clasped around Jiang Wantang's waist also loosened its grip and gently rubbed her waist.

Only after Jiang Wantang's emotions calmed down did he kiss her cheek and said teasingly, "So, Tang'er is jealous?"

Jiang Wantang annoyed Ji Wuyuan, who was stunned for a long time before retorting: "What do I taste like?"

She simply didn't like Bai Weiwei's pretentious behavior and didn't want to stay with her.

"Yes, I was mistaken." Ji Wuyuan kissed her eyebrows and eyes with a doting attitude.

Jiang Wantang turned her face away angrily and refused to let him kiss her.

Ji Wuyuan laughed helplessly.

"Jiang Wantang..." He called her name in a deep voice, with a tone of command: "Turn around and look at me."

Jiang Wantang did as she was told, turned her head, and pursed her lips. Her pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes were moist and pure, with a hint of red at the corners of her eyes due to anger.

His eyes were still very stubborn.

Ji Wuyuan looked at her like this and his heart softened instantly.

He looked into Jiang Wantang's eyes, his gaze frank and serious: "Tang'er, I said that you are the only woman I have, no one else."

"She is just an accompaniment, you are the family, the beautiful woman who accompanies me."

Ji Wuyuan chuckled as he spoke, then realized belatedly, "No wonder Tang'er thought the carriage was too crowded..."

"Don't worry, Tang'er. Not everyone can ride in my carriage."

Jiang Wantang's expression remained indifferent after hearing this, and he still didn't react much.

Ji Wuyuan sighed deeply and began to explain, "It's true that I treat Bai Weiwei differently from the other women in the harem, but the relationship between her and me is not what you see, nor what the palace rumors say. It's... because of something that happened back then."

He raised his hand and stroked Jiang Wantang's face, his voice soft, "If you want to know, I'll tell you everything, okay?"

Jiang Wantang had heard some rumors that Ji Wuyuan had experienced a dark period during his Qianlong period, which was why he was so violent and bloodthirsty.

She guessed that what happened back then, during this dark period, was definitely not a good thing.

Besides, she didn't care what the relationship between him and Bai Weiwei was.

So, Jiang Wantang shook his head and said, "I don't want to."

Hearing this, Ji Wuyuan's eyes unconsciously took on a hint of sadness, but it quickly disappeared.

He knew that Jiang Wantang said she didn't want to, either because she was still angry or... she didn't care.

Even if she didn't care, he still had to explain it to her.

The journey was so long, Ji Wuyuan didn't want her to misunderstand him and become distant from him because of Bai Weiwei's existence.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuyuan smiled self-deprecatingly, and in Jiang Wantang's slightly stunned gaze, he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Unlike the forceful kiss at the beginning, he kissed her softly and deeply...

I wanted to just give it a quick kiss, but after tasting the sweet scent, I couldn't stop.

Under his gentle yet strong attack, Jiang Wantang's body gradually softened.

Her hands were pinching Ji Wuyuan's collar, and she was pushing the man's strong chest without any strength in her hands.

Ji Wuyuan let her go for a brief moment, and uttered two words from his thin lips, speaking to the secret guards who had no sense of existence outside the carriage.

"Departure."

His voice was cold, with a hint of hoarseness and desire that had not faded.

Then he held the back of Jiang Wantang's head and kissed her again.

......

At that moment, a dark figure on the palace wall was quietly following the direction the carriage left, until the carriage got farther and farther away from the palace and gradually disappeared from sight...

Concubine Yu bent her body slightly, holding the city wall with both hands for support, looking in the direction where the carriage disappeared, tears welling up in her cloudy eyes.

She murmured softly: "It's good to be gone, it's good to be gone..."

"Once you leave, I can leave with peace of mind..."

Thinking of this, Concubine Yu's complicated eyes were filled with a bit of reluctance.

Then, she looked at the empty darkness and murmured, "If you still choose to come back, it will be God's will..."

"When the time comes, Aunt Yue will tell you everything she knows."

After saying this, Concubine Yu showed a bitter smile and staggered away.

......

As the night deepens, everything becomes silent.

Elsewhere, in the wilderness, Xie Zhiyan and a small group of people stayed here and waited to welcome Ji Wuyuan's arrival.

The team and supplies heading south to rescue the flood have already left, led by Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

Here, everything is completely silent, with only the occasional low chirping of night insects.

Xie Zhiyan lay on the grass, his head resting on his folded arms, lying flat on the grass in a casual and lazy posture.

The watery moonlight poured down, covering his body with a layer of silvery holy light. He lay quietly, his dark and deep eyes gazing at the bright moon in the night sky, wondering what he was thinking.

After organizing the team, Lu Jinan glanced around and saw Xie Zhiyan lying on the grass to rest, so he walked over.

He lay down beside Xie Zhiyan to rest, also resting his head on his arm.

During the time he spent with Xie Zhiyan, Lu Jinan felt that he had learned a lot, not just the superficial aspects of investigating and trying cases, but more importantly, the amazingly powerful inner qualities within him.

Lu Jinan once thought that he was an extremely talented person until he met Xie Zhiyan, who completely broke his prejudice against those children from aristocratic families in Beijing who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.

He was calm, rational, well-planned, and able to master all strategies. He was worthy of being the most ruthless official in Shengjing who was rumored to be so wise that he was almost a demon.

The closer I get to him, the more I understand him, and the greater my respect and admiration for him becomes.

Lu Jinan originally thought that someone as powerful, cold-tempered and influential as him should not have any worries.

But the reality is not entirely true.

He often found Xie Zhiyan at a banquet late at night, alone looking at the moon in the sky for a long time.

At first, Lu Jinan thought he was just daydreaming, but gradually he realized something was wrong.

Such a complex and intense look, clearly hiding something, or perhaps...hiding someone?

As for the latter, Lu Jinan doesn't quite believe it...