Yan Mingzhu really didn't expect that Qi Jue would go to the palace to ask for such an imperial edict.
Regardless of the reasons, she will definitely remember this kindness in her heart today.
After arriving at the ancestral tomb of the Yuan family, the four coffins were buried in the tomb one after another. Not long after they were buried, it started to rain lightly.
Led by the senator's wife, all the young and old members of the Yuan family knelt down towards the tombstone.
"Master Hou, Qishan, Qisong, and Huan'er, we say goodbye today. We will still be a family in the next life. As long as there is one person from our Yuan family who is still alive for your injustice, we will definitely repay your innocence. Have a good journey!"
The senator's wife held a glass of wine in her hand. After speaking, she poured the wine towards the tombstone.
After the Yuan family members finished paying their respects, Qi Jue also stepped forward, bowed his hands and saluted, "Yongyihou, I hope you have a safe journey."
As the prince of the Tian family, Qi Jue performed this junior ceremony on the tombstones of Marquis Yongyi and others, which can be said to be extremely respectful.
Yan Mingzhu walked up to him and solemnly thanked him, "Thank you so much for today, Your Highness. If Your Highness has any trouble in the future, I will do whatever I can to help you."
Before Qi Jue could speak, Yan Mingzhu took a box from Liu Xiang's hand and handed it to Qi Jue.
"Your Highness, please accept it."
Qi Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Isn't it a box of eggs as a thank you gift?"
Yan Mingzhu was amused by Qi Jue's joke and explained: "The thirty taels in the box are the price of the long whip. I made the whip. There is no reason for His Highness to pay this amount of money, so I still invite Your Highness."
Be sure to accept it."
When Qi Jue heard that it was to pay back the money for the whip, his mood suddenly became less beautiful.
This woman really knows every detail and is not willing to owe anyone anything.
Inexplicably, Qi Jue felt that no matter what he did, he would always be an outsider in Yan Mingzhu's heart, which is why she had such a clear calculation with him.
Qi Jue clasped one hand behind his back and said in a cold voice: "Do you think I, the king, will miss this little money?"
Yan Mingzhu looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Of course His Highness is not bad, but the so-called brothers still settle accounts clearly, not to mention that I and Your Highness are... friends, so there should be no debt."
, so this money must be paid back."
Qi Jue squeezed out two words from between his teeth in an unclear manner: "Friend?"
The other party's tone was light and no deep emotion could be detected, but for some reason, Yan Mingzhu felt that he seemed a little unhappy.
Yan Mingzhu thought he was unhappy with the adjective "friend", so she thought about it and changed it: "Cooperation...partner?"
Qi Jue almost laughed out of anger at her, and pushed the box back to her.
"If you really want to repay your kindness, then run your two shops well. I am also a shareholder. I don't look down on this little money."
Yan Mingzhu didn't know what was going on, but Qi Jue didn't want to accept it at all, so he just found an excuse.
When she was about to say something else, the man in front of her suddenly raised his right hand, holding a sweat towel. His movements were not very skillful, but he stroked her cheek very gently.
Yan Mingzhu was stunned. Such an intimate move made her very uncomfortable and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
But at the same time, the man's clear voice sounded above his head: "Don't move."
Because she didn't know what Qi Jue was going to do, but after all, this man would not hurt her, so Yan Mingzhu endured the discomfort in her heart about the intimate act and half raised her head to look at him.
"Your Highness, what...are you doing?"
Qi Jue did not answer immediately, but used his fingertips to poke her on the right side of her face with more force.
Suddenly there was a stinging pain on her cheek, but it was nothing to Yan Mingzhu, so she didn't even move her eyebrows.
Qi Jue lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him with her clear and clear eyes open. She had been stabbed, but her expression did not change at all.
"It doesn't hurt?"
While speaking, Qi Jue withdrew his hand, and Yan Mingzhu saw that the sweat towel in his hand was stained with a few drops of blood.
Only then did Yan Mingzhu recall that when she was at the gate of the Hou Mansion, Prime Minister Pei's entourage made a sneak attack from behind. She was a little slow to dodge, and was cut on the cheek by the dagger.
But it was actually just a small wound, almost negligible. Unexpectedly, Qi Jue took the initiative to wipe the blood on her face.
Yan Mingzhu was warmed to her heart by the other party's kind gesture, and she curled her lips and said, "It's just a small injury, it doesn't matter."
The more they interact with her, the more Qi Jue discovers that this girl is really informal and very tolerant. Just like the last time she was bitten by him who was in a coma, she could endure the pain without saying a word.
What kind of inhuman treatment must she have received in the past to give her such extraordinary endurance?
Thinking of this, Qi Jue felt inexplicably depressed, so he added another sentence: "Shout out when it hurts, a girl's family should have the softness of a girl's family."
Yan Mingzhu blinked slowly and replied truthfully: "Your Highness, it's really just a minor injury. It's nothing compared to before. Besides, the girl next to me can be soft, but I can't.
The Yuan family is in turmoil now, and I can't let others see that I'm weak at all. If they can't grasp my weakness, I'll have the chance to fight back."
"This king..."
Qi Jue opened his mouth to say something, but when he reached his mouth, he suddenly stopped. Yan Mingzhu tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Your Highness, what do you want to say?"
He wanted to say that she could show her soft side, and after all, he would protect her.
But when the words came to his mouth, Qi Jue realized that he was scared just now. He and Yan Mingzhu only had a cooperative relationship, so why did he have to protect her in everything?
Qi Jue didn't say anything, but instead pushed the sweat towel in his hand to her, "It's okay, I gave you the sweat towel. When you get back, apply the medicine in time."
A girl still has to pay attention to her external image. What's more, this woman has a birthmark on her face... Wait, is the color of the birthmark on her face much lighter?
Seeing Qi Jue staring at her, Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but touch her face, "Is there still a wound on my face?"
Qi Jue shook his head slightly, "The birthmark on your face?"
"It's not a birthmark, it's a toxin. It's a mark left by poison. As long as all the poison is drained out of the body, the mark will naturally disappear. Maybe, without this mark on my face, I would be worse than Your Highness.
If you want it to look good, your Highness, don’t be dazzled by it when you arrive.”
Qi Jue chuckled lightly, with a hint of endearment that he didn't even notice, "I'll have to wait and see."
Yuan Yi smiled and turned around, wanting to say something to Yan Mingzhu, but she saw the smile that had not yet dissipated on Qi Jue's always cold face.
Yan Mingzhu also looked relaxed and unguarded. The two seemed to be talking about something, but inexplicably, they formed a space of their own, making it impossible for anyone to get in.
The man's figure is as slender as a pine, and his temperament is dignified. The woman is as slender as a willow, exuding a heroic demeanor.
At first glance, they look like a pair of golden boys and girls, perfectly matched!