OBS Chapter 243 Wen Jiu's Warning
Chapter 243 Wen Jiu's Warning
At the end of lunch, Wen Jiu was a little drunk. He kept a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were a little blurry.
Chunxue has become the housekeeper of the Yongle Palace. She arranges all the affairs of the palace appropriately and arranges the afternoon entertainment for the guests.
In the room, Wen Jiu was lying on the bed, holding Qiao Shinian's sleeve.
Looking at Wen Jiu who was too sleepy to open his eyes, Qiao Shinian sat in front of the bed and said softly, "Go to sleep."
"No, I'll be busy after today...Sister...We haven't had a good talk for a long time, can you talk to me?" Wen Jiu's eyes were already watery, and he was trying hard to resist the sleepiness and pull Qiao Shinian to talk.
Qiao Shinian reached out and brushed away some hair from Wen Jiu's face, and said gently, "Okay."
"I thought you wouldn't want to pay attention to me, sister." Wen Jiu smiled foolishly. He stood up, took out a round fan from the side of the bed and put it in Qiao Shinian's hand: "Sister, I'm hot, can you fan me, please?"
"Okay." Qiao Shinian's answer was still gentle. She comforted Wen Jiu and let him lie down, feeling somewhat relieved: "Today is your sixteenth birthday. In a blink of an eye, you have grown up so much."
Qiao Shinian fanned himself gently, but Wen Jiu still felt hot. He pulled his clothes with his hands, revealing his strong chest.
"Yeah! I'm grown up! I'm finally grown up." Wen Jiu held Qiao Shinian's other hand and put it on his cheek, rubbing it gently, "Now that I'm grown up, I can do a lot of things."
"I heard from Chunxue that you were very busy, so busy that you didn't care about your health and didn't even have time to eat." Qiao Shinian's voice was very gentle, with some heartache: "I heard that you fainted several times while supervising."
"I have to work hard. I have to work harder." Wen Jiu looked at Qiao Shinian, his eyes full of affection: "Sister, do you think I'm doing a good job? I made sure everyone in Xingzhou had enough food to eat. Everyone was afraid of me, but they also supported me very much. Am I a good prince?"
"Well, it's great that you can feed people." Qiao Shinian nodded and said lovingly, "I know you are not a bad person by nature. Killing people is just a deterrent. You love the people of Xingzhou."
As she spoke, she pulled her hand away from Wen Jiu's cheek: "Okay, let's stop talking. Go to sleep and have a good rest. It's a rare holiday, so don't think too much."
How could Wen Jiu be kind by nature? Qiao Shinian knew a long time ago that Wen Jiu was a person who would do anything to achieve his goals.
She hoped that after Wen Jiu had thoroughly rectified Xingzhou, he would not do anything that would harm the people. She heard that several large gambling houses had appeared in Tu County and Ji County recently, and some people were living a life of drunkenness there.
The poor who lost everything would become free labor for Wen Jiu, and those who borrowed money from loan sharks would also become cheap labor for Wen Jiu.
While improving the fate of the lower class people in Xingzhou, he also used gambling to control their fate.
She shouldn't have sympathized with those gamblers, but such behavior didn't fit her philosophy.
Just when Qiao Shinian was distracted, Wen Jiu pulled her to his chest and hugged her tightly.
Seeing that his struggle was futile, Qiao Shinian gave up struggling and leaned against the boy's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.
Wen Jiuxiu smelled the remaining fragrance on Qiao Shinian's hair and said softly: "Sister, I know what you want to do. Leave a clean reputation for Cao Yue and Cao Jinhua?
...I won't allow it!
I will not allow the history books to describe you as a country girl who stood by the Thirteenth Prince when he was in trouble. "
His voice was low, with some of the stubbornness of a teenager.
However, the next sentence made Qiao Shinian open his eyes wide in shock: "If that's the case, I'll go crazy. Your achievements should not be taken by others! You should be recorded in the history books with a status equal to mine!
I am the executor of all miracles, and you are the disseminator of miracles! You and I will eventually stand at the top.
If I find anyone claiming credit for your achievements, I will slaughter all the pretenders and those who remain silent.
Sister, the fan in your hand is a gift I give you. I will soon be able to truly control the entire Xingzhou. I will become very powerful, more powerful than him, and be able to protect you better.
I really can't hold on any longer this time, I'll just take a short nap."
Wen Jiu let go of Qiao Shinian, and Qiao Shinian just lay on Wen Jiu's chest. Her eyes were like a pool of deep water, and no one knew what she was thinking.
After a long time, she stood up and looked down at Wen Jiu who was sleeping soundly and had no defense against her.
The news has changed, their ideas have changed, and they each have their own thoughts.
She looked at the ball in her hand, on which was embroidered a fat kitten holding an orange.
It can be seen that this is the work of an excellent embroiderer, who embroidered the kitten with great dexterity and dexterity.
Wen Zhengzheng is transforming into a true royal and he will become a qualified royal child.
And the mark she left on him only helped him become more resourceful and adaptable.
She caught a glimpse of a book sticking out from a corner of the quilt. She leaned over to him and took it out. This book must have been read frequently and was a bit old. The paper had become very soft and not as tough and white as when it just came out of the printing factory.
There were lots of pencilled notes on it.
Ten Thousand Years - Part 1
Qiao Shinian thought of the box of history books he had brought for Wen Jiu, which covered everything from the development of ancient times to the humiliation of modern history, and then to the strength of the country in modern history.
She remembered that Wen Jiu was very excited after receiving the book. Now it seems that for an ancient person to gain inspiration and experience from the records of another civilization tens of thousands of years ago, it should not be a problem for him to become the first person in this backward ancient country.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and sighed softly: "Everyone has their own way of living and chooses their own path forward. I'm just afraid that we can't end up in the same place." Her voice was very soft.
She bent down and put the book back, then bent down and looked at Wen Jiu, carefully observing his face.
The boy's cheeks are no longer as delicate as before. After a long period of running around and working hard outside, his complexion has turned wheat-colored and his skin looks very rough. His skin condition does not look like that of a teenager.
Qiao Shinian stared at the fan in his hand and quietly closed the door.
I decided not to attend the dinner.
The plan has changed. Wen Jiu is a lunatic. She believes that what Wen Jiu said to her is true. Now it is just a warning.
As for fame, she only cares about the comfort of living in this world.
She is a person who lives in ancient times but has modern knowledge.
She can no longer play games, and can't even watch her favorite variety shows anymore.
Thinking back, she now feels that if it were her current self, Song Shuan and Zhang Yinyin would never have been able to get married.
Perhaps because she has lived in this era for too long, she thinks power is a useful thing. Not to mention that she has the people left by Mu Qingchen around her, so she can almost live as she pleases.
If anything goes wrong, someone will solve it for her without her having to say anything.
So, watching Wen Jiu use his power and taking control of Xingzhou step by step, she actually had some thoughts that 'this is the correct way to be a prince'.
Perhaps, she should start learning about controlled medications now, maybe they will be useful to her one day.