The whole capital persuaded me to remarry

Chapter 69
Yan Jiulan ignored the messy little hand, looked down at her with a smile on her face, "Oh? Let's hear it."

She said with certainty, "You want to do to them what they did to me."

Yan Jiulan bent her lips.

Now that she had guessed it, he admitted it frankly.

"Yes."

"They saved you back then with good intentions; now I teach Zhao Chunmu, who is useless, a skill, and I also have good intentions."

"Back then they asked Zhao Jiawang to sell you because they wanted to save your life. They had good intentions; now I let Zhao Chunmu show his face in front of the emperor, so that he has more chances to be canonized prince, and I also have good intentions."

"Back then they couldn't predict whether you would be happy to be a maidservant to a wealthy family after being sold, or be sold to a brothel and be sold to a family with eccentricities and sink into hell; now I can't predict whether Zhao Chunmu will be admired by the emperor and become a great treasure after showing his face , is still regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the emperor."

He kneaded her fingers with an indifferent expression.

"Their kindness back then brought you misfortune. It's not their fault. It's your fate. Then my kindness now brings Zhao Chunmu light or misfortune. This is also Zhao Chunmu's fate. No wonder we."

He gazed tenderly into her eyes.

"We don't repay kindness with grievances, we leave the results to fate."

Zhen Baoshu nodded heavily.

He took so much pains for her that it made her feel warm like a little sun hanging in her heart.

She was burning hot all over her body.

She hugged his waist tightly, and her love for him was almost melted into her flesh and blood.

How lucky is she to meet such a person in this life?

He understands her complicated feelings when facing Zhao Chunmu's family, and he understands that although she is grateful to the family, she cannot avoid a trace of unspeakable resentment.

He didn't vent his anger on her family by repaying kindness with grievances. He used the most appropriate way to coax her into resolving the grievances of the past.

She didn't think there was anything too much about him treating Zhao Chunmu like this.

As early as the moment Zhao Chunmu was brought back to the capital by the imperial envoy and became one of the twelve heirs to be elected, Zhao Chunmu had already involved his family in the vortex of imperial power struggle.

Without Yan Jiulan as his backer, he would have died at the hands of those eleven clan disciples.

But now with Yan Jiulan, although he may be in danger, he may also use Yan Jiulan as a shareholder to leap over the dragon's gate.

In short, everything depends on his own fate.

Thinking of this, the gloom accumulated in her heart because she was about to meet that family member dissipated without a trace in an instant.

The melancholy between her brows was also blown away by his spring breeze, and now she was smiling all over her face.

Her slender and beautiful fingers caressed his beautiful lips.

She whispered, "I'm so happy, I really want to kiss Brother Yan—"

He was slightly taken aback, then laughed.

His Shu'er, obviously looks soft and timid, but is always unexpectedly bold and enthusiastic.

He raised his hand and gently pressed her head, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then you do it yourself, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself..."

She understood the meaning implied in his words, so her cheeks and ears were completely red.

Well, she does it by herself, after all he has to restrain himself with all his strength, doesn't he?

Staring at those lips without blinking, she mustered up her courage and kissed them...

After a while.

While rubbing her lips, Yan Jiulan looked down at the person hiding under the quilt, and shook her head amusedly.

You were so brave when you kissed him, but you hid under the blanket and didn't dare to see him after kissing him?

(End of this chapter)