The reborn princess kills the whole capital

Chapter 397 He doesn’t take the initiative

As she stood up and her black hair spread on her chest, the smooth touch in Wen Yan's hand disappeared. He was momentarily absent-minded and raised his eyes to look over.

I could see Jin Yan's eyes rolling around, and she didn't know what bad idea she was thinking about.

He pinched his brows helplessly, sat down next to her, put his hands around her waist, and pulled her slightly, Jin Yan fell on his lap, and when she opened her eyes, she could see him looking down at her.

"It's probably Xiao Rong or the Queen who found it. Xiao Yue is trying to spite me."

Jinyan gritted her teeth and said something.

"The queen and the third prince have given up on her, so they may not do such ridiculous things for her. Maybe it's someone else? Xiao Yue is a princess after all, don't underestimate her."

Wen Yan liked her hair very much. He moved his hands from her forehead down and carefully helped her smooth her hair, and said something in a low voice.

"Well, I'll let someone check it out another day."

"it is good!"

After finally handling the remaining affairs smoothly, Jin Yan breathed a sigh of relief and squinted her eyes to enjoy the numbness on her scalp.

Her hair was lifted and put down in his hands, and he didn't know what was brewing in those deep and calm eyes. He had read the page of the ancient book on the table in the study countless times, and the answer he was seeking seemed to have come to fruition.

Jin Yan fell asleep unknowingly, and when she woke up, it was already dark.

The faint light shone from not far away. She raised her upper body and looked over. The blanket covering her body slipped silently down to her waist.

Not far away, Wen Yan's eyes fell on the yellowed ancient book, his expression indifferent, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the pages. After a long time, he did not turn the pages.

He seemed to be reading a book, but his mind was not on the book.

Jinyan's joyful mood sank for no reason.

The dim candlelight cast his figure on the bookshelf behind him, but it made him feel lonely.

There was always something between them, an invisible wall that kept her out.

Wen Yan gave her endless tenderness and pampering, allowing her to be unscrupulous, yet vague and unrealistic, making her always feel that if she hadn't taken the initiative, if she hadn't cried in front of him that day, he might never have Will take a step forward.

Thinking of this, I felt a sudden pain in my heart.

Her eyes turned red unconsciously, and she lay down quietly, watching the candlelight on the roof dance subtly, letting the sourness in her heart fall on her limbs.

After returning to the capital, she deliberately did not return to the Imperial Master's Mansion, so that he could take the initiative. Whenever he took one step forward, she could take three steps forward.

When he found her, she immediately moved back happily.

But they returned to their original state.

It seems intimate and ambiguous, but also seems to be forbearing and restrained.

"woke up?"

A voice as gentle as the spring breeze floated into her ears. Jin Yan hurriedly collected her emotions and pushed back the pain in her eyes little by little, "Yeah."

She replied vaguely, turned over lazily, and buried her face in the soft inside. Even when Wen Yan came in front of her, he couldn't see her expression.

That's all, no matter what he is thinking, he is his own after all. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter if he is tied up and kept by her side.

If she likes it, she can do anything to get it.

His fingers were warm in her ears, brushing her hair, exposing her small earlobes.

"Do you want to eat? I cooked chestnut roasted chicken in the evening. Baiwei went hunting for pheasants and got some beautiful feathers."

"it is good."

I lingered for a while, but I seemed to smell the smell of roast chicken, and when the words came to my mouth, I turned around.

Wen Yan picked her up from the couch, pinched her ankles, and picked up the shoes she had kicked aside with one hand.

They were a pair of cloth shoes sewn with pearls. The soles were very thick. Su Xihe had specially told them to wear them. They fit perfectly on her petite feet.

Jin Yan froze, realizing what he was about to do, and subconsciously shrank her feet.

"I'll just do it myself."

"do not move."

Wen Yan did not let go and refused gently but firmly.

He raised his eyes only after putting on his shoes. No matter how well he hid them, his emotions still couldn't escape his eyes.

"Are you unhappy? Is it because of Xiao Yue?"

"No."

Jin Yan shook her head, and her little thoughts suddenly disappeared.

She put her feet on the ground, grabbed his hand, and they stood up together.

"I'm hungry, I'm starving."

She frowned and said something, her little face was tangled together, and she looked really in pain.

Wen Yan was stunned and smiled, "Let's go."

The dinner was delicious, and the food in the Imperial Master's Mansion is always delicious.

She ate two bowls of rice and drank a lot of tea afterward.

The wind made the branches in the yard dance wildly. Jinyan huddled on the chair and raised her eyes to look at Wen Yan.

"Grandpa Jing has returned to Buzhou Mountain. Before he left, he said that things had become very strange and he wanted to check it out."

"Yeah. You don't need to worry about him."

"Did he often bully you before? Why don't you seem to like him very much?"

"No, he's very nice to me."

Wen Yan's fingers trembled slightly and he whispered, with gentle emotions in his voice.

Yuan Jing obviously came to the capital because he couldn't let go of him, but Wen Yan's attitude was that he didn't want him to interfere in his own affairs, so he was lukewarm towards him.

But in fact, she had heard Gan Ge mention that Wen Yan would specifically tell Yuan Jing to eat spicy food, and also asked people to make clothes for him when the weather turned colder, and also said that he liked light gray.

He is not indifferent on the surface.

When Wen Yan went to Pingzhou City last time, Yuan Jing locked himself in a room for three days and three nights. Although he didn't reveal anything to Jin Yan, according to Baiwei who went to monitor him, Yuan Jing ate all his meals during those days. Got less.

I used to eat three big bowls, but that time I only had one bowl at most.

He was worried about Wen Yan.

None of them wanted to tell themselves. Yuan Jing might have wanted to say it, but he didn't say it because of Wen Yan.

"Ayan..."

Jin Yan's gaze was too direct, her eyes were rolling around, her brows were furrowed, and she looked like her brain was running crazily.

Wen Yan sighed softly and pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Ok?"

"Come into the palace with me tomorrow."

"it is good."

Jin Yan nodded hurriedly. She really wanted to enter the palace and was worried about Xia Qingzhi's situation.

In fact, the notice to enter the palace has been written and planned to be delivered to Concubine Xian, but following Wen Yan is actually the best choice. After all, the emperor and empress probably do not want her to get too close to the concubines in the harem.

Wen Yan's suggestion happened to hit her heart.