Jing Wan carefully glanced at Noble Consort Su, âConsort mother, the dream this daughter-in-law mentioned was real. Iâm worried that a portion of her soul has already left the body.â
Noble Consort Suâs breathing slowed. Even she didnât know how many times sheâs gotten stifled today. The little slut was unwilling to just die alone like this, and instead wanted to pull along her son?! Noble Consort Su indeed didnât believe, but on the inside, she was strangely somewhat panicky. This talk of ghosts and spirits was the most difficult to fathom, what if by chance her son really were to get his soul hookedâ¦â¦â¦â¦..
âWhere is she right now? Still in Jin Qinwang Manor, or already returned to the Luo family? Setting this aside for the time being, just feel free to invite the imperial physician, and whatever rare and valuable medicinal ingredients that are needed, also donât hesitate to ask for. The most important thing is to think of a way for her to get better. After all, it was Rui Qinwang that let her down. If she really were to just lose her life to the Yellow Springs like this, truly a sin.â Noble Consort Su softly sighed.
Such sincerity and concern. Jing Wan lowered her brows and retracted her gaze. This is truly worrying that sheâll become a ghost and not let go of your son? If thereâs really such a thing, then in the imperial household, as well as the inner palace, how many people can live in peace? If nothing else, just that new husband of hers will have to bear the brunt of the force. âMany thanks consort mother. Fourth younger sister has already been sent back to the Luo family.â
âThen just find time to go back and have a look, and apologize to your grandfather and grandmother for this consort. Also say a few good words for Rui Qinwang too. After all, still one family, so donât let the misunderstanding run too deep.â Luo Pei Shan was an understanding one, and so long as one was a little bright will just know what to do. Thatâs why, although this matter was a great humiliation, it was still profitable.
Noble Consort Su assumed that since Jing Wan was still young and raised in the boudoir, not having any experience and knowledge, she wonât know about these things. But unbeknownst to her, everything had long been thoroughly seen through, further having an âuseless in everythingâ âsonâ already digging a pit in the dark.
Jing Wan left the imperial palace carrying a mission. Sitting in the horse carriage, her face was like an ancient well with no ripples. With her brows lowered and eyes retracted, she randomly tugged the handkerchief in hand. These people truly were âhaving become a prostitute yet still erecting a memorial arch[1]â. Having done this kind of disgusting thing, yet still boldly and self-righteously demanding benefits, really isnât scared of choking to death.
Jing Wanâs eyes were also full of icicles. Your Highness noble consort, hope your son is able to withstandâ¦â¦â¦â¦â¦â¦
When Jing Wan had left the manor, Li Hong Yuan was cooped up over there reading a book. When she returned, he was still in that same posture, seemingly as if heâd never moved an inch. Jing Wan changed her clothes and washed off her makeup, sitting down next to him. âOn normal days, wangye is always this idle?â
As someone with far-reaching ambitions, secretly preparing to obtain the throne, shouldnât one be extremely tired everyday? After all, on the surface, he didnât have any power, so everything can only be carried out in the dark, and as such, consumed even more energy. But judging from these last few days, one has never seen him working on proper business. He really was like an âidle wangâ both in name and in reality. Wait, thatâs not right, last night, he seemingly had left once. Jing Wan dazedly thought she was dreaming, and had long forgotten about it. Recalling now, he must have really left before. Thatâs why, this was idly growing mold during the day and busy like a dog at night?
But if itâs really like this, his spirit canât possibly be this good.
In private, Li Hong Yuan always liked holding Jing Wan, and right now wasnât an exception either, having her pulled into his arms, extremely like some kind of territory guarding creature, sniffing between Jing Wanâs neck and even nonchalantly licking.
Jing Wan withdrew her neck, attempting to push him away. As one can well imagine, he naturally didnât get pushed away, and not only that, but the strength of his hand even increased suddenly. Jing Wan felt that her waist was all about to get snapped in half by him.
Jing Wan deeply inhaled a breath, patting his shoulder, âLighter, lighter, which nerve broke this time?â
Jing Wan already had a feeling that this man sometimes was seemingly a bit on edge, and moreover, even especially clingy. Just based on this bit, he really was a bit unlike a grown man, but rather a child that still needed to be coaxed. Moreover, one would sometimes accidentally step on his landmine, yet you just donât know for what reason exactly, and donât know where his minefield is either, so tiresome!
Li Hong Yuan gathered up Jing Wan in his arms again and thoroughly kissed her before finally letting go.
Jing Wan felt his mood was a bit off, but didnât bicker with him either, cupping his face with both hands, âWhatâs wrong?â
âMissed you.â Li Hong Yuan said with a gloomy look.
Jing Wan softly chuckled, âThis was just how long? I just took a trip to the palace.â
âTo not see in a day, like separated by three autumns. Why donât you count, how many days have I not seen you?â
Jing Wan suddenly blushed. Although a bit cliche, this manâs skill level in love talk was maxed out without an explanation. âDonât change the topic, Iâm asking you, how are you this idle?â
Li Hong Yuan let out a âtskâ. Exactly who was changing the topic? âDidnât Wan Wan once say, âthe people below exert labor, the people in the middle expend mental energy, and the people at top work the peopleâ? If all things need for me to personally take care of, what am I raising the people below for then?â
âWangye is rather open-minded.â Even so, ones that were truly able to be a âshopkeeper that threw their work to othersâ werenât many, for example, take Le Cheng Emperor. Even during the summer holiday away from the capital, he was all unwilling to have the governmental affairs freely given to the son overseeing the country. If it were some significant matter, then so be it, for instance the flooding incident during that period of time. Yet, even what seems to be small insignificant matters in Jing Wanâs viewâââ-as sheâd heard from her grandfather, he also needed to question. This was not disdaining being terribly exhausted.
âI naturally have my own way of governing.â Li Hong Yuan rather didnât say something like ânot suspecting the people one uses, and not using suspicious peopleâ. He has always just crushed belief with strength. If one has the guts to betray him, then better have the resolution to bear his thundering rage too.
âYes, yes, yes, wangye is the most impressive.â Jing Wanâs praise appeared especially half-hearted.
Li Hong Yuan didnât get angry either, lightly pinching her cheek, âWhat did you talk with Noble Consort Su about?â
Jing Wan briefly and concisely explained, mainly mentioning that dream she made up in the last moment.
Interest flashed through Li Hong Yuanâs eyes, âActually can make use of this.â
âHow to make use of it?â Jing Wan somewhat curiously asked.
âIn this world, things that can cause people to have hallucinations, thereâs not just one of. Then, using all sorts of method to secretly hint at the target, even if one wants to deny, itâs all very difficult.â Li Hong Yuan calmly explained.
Oh? At present, relatively high-end power of suggestion skills have already appeared?
Li Hong Yuan helplessly laughed. Wan Wan probably wonât know, this was actually said by her herself. And in his past life, using hallucinogen in addition to suggestion, he not just once achieved his goal. Yet now, she was instead looking to him with glistening eyes, really isâ¦â¦â¦.unexpectedly adorable.
As for the specific workings, Jing Wan didnât ask. âActually, thereâs one thing I donât understand too well. Since imperial father indulges you that much, and from the looks of it, doesnât seem fake either, how come heâd rather have you raised useless, and not pave the way and have the throne set aside for you?â
Actually, this was probably the question that many people all wanted to know. In reality, he actually never really avoided this bit. In any case, the people that currently knew also werenât just one or two either. Thus, he just nonchalantly explained.
Jing Wan was somewhat in a daze, strangely somewhat heart-aching for him. Because he shouldered this kind of identity, he just got nailed the sign, âthe throne isnât something he can have delusions aboutâ. Yet, the one who was sitting on the throne just had to use his so called pampering method to have this son cupped into a target. If he wants to live, then he just canât shrink back. He had no power, no influence, and no one to help him, walking step by step on his own to the point of having the world in hand. One canât imagine just how arduous this was.
âWhat, scared?â Li Hong Yuan faintly smiled, yet in the bottom of his eyes, there was no warmth. Anyone can be scared of him, but Wan Wan canât; anyone can leave him, but Wan Wan canât; anyone can betray him, but Wan Wan canât!
âYeah, what to do?â Jing Wan teasingly smiled, yet didnât know that sheâd stepped on a landmine again, very much looking for death!
Sure enough, Li Hong Yuanâs eyes just instantly boiled with violent wind and storming rain, the smile on corner of his mouth slowly fading little by little. And the hand holding Jing Wan was slowly tightening, seemingly as if even his body temperature was all dropping, no longer a person, but rather a cold-blooded animal, appearing exceptionally terrifying.
Clearly still this person, yet Jing Wan felt it was completely like turning into another person, seemingly swapping the core in that instant. She uncontrollably shivered, âAh, Ah Yuanâ¦â¦â¦â¦.â
Li Hong Yuan directly tore off her clothes, having her thrown onto the bed, ruthlessly invading in the most primitive way.
Fortunately, even if losing his rationality, in his subconscious mind, he didnât really injure her either.
[1] In ancient times, âerecting a memorial archâ (ç«çå) is a kind of honor for women who have lost their husbands yet still able to guard their chastity and remain loyal to their dead husband. Women that get a memorial arch erected received everyoneâs deep respect. So in short, this phrase is referring to those that have done bad things in the dark, yet on the surface, still want a good reputation, wanting others to sing praises for them.
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