Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Wen Sheng's face visibly turned red.

Li Qingyan also blushed.

Girls' sensitive spots are always similar; they can't control their sensitivity to places that have never been touched before.

What's worse is that Wen Sheng couldn't use her hands or feet properly, and the more flustered she became, the less she could get up. Instead, she ended up kissing and bumping into him several more times.

Li Qingyan trembled uncontrollably, an indescribable tingling sensation spreading throughout her body.

When Wen Sheng finally managed to stand up, she didn't dare to look at Li for a moment and stammered for the first time.

"I'm sorry... I..."

"It's nothing, just an accident...we're even now."

Although Li Qingyan said this, the strangeness in her voice and the rapidly rising temperature inside the carriage were still noticeable.

Wen Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and her gaze involuntarily fell on the spot where her lips had just touched.

That one glance made Li Qingyan's hand tighten.

The commotion outside broke the tranquility inside the carriage.

Taking the opportunity, Li Qingyan asked the driver, "What's wrong?"

Before the driver could answer, he was interrupted by a furious shout from the other side.

"Master's arm is dislocated, how are you driving the carriage?"

The coachman who collided with Li Qingyan's carriage had a ferocious expression on his face: "You're asking for death! How dare you hit my master's carriage! Get out and face your death!"

Li Qingyan's face turned cold, and the coachman rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward: "Who do you think you're making die? Open your dog eyes and see clearly!"

The coachman glanced around casually and spotted the palace markings.

Only His Highness is allowed to use a carriage of this caliber in the palace.

The coachman, who had been so arrogant just moments before, changed his expression drastically and knelt down with a thud: "It was my fault for being blind. I was so ignorant of Your Highness that I dared to offend you."

The attendant opposite, who had been observing everything from behind the carriage curtain, hurriedly turned around to report.

A moment later, an elderly man with gray hair was helped down from the carriage.

"Your Highness, it is my fault for not disciplining you properly and for offending you."

The coachman lifted the curtain, and Li Qingyan looked calmly at the apologizing old man: "I was wondering who had such a big mouth, it turns out to be the Right Prime Minister."

Zhao Gou, the Right Chancellor, was a strong supporter of the Wise Prince and his life was very smooth. If it weren't for the rule that only women could serve as Left Chancellor, he might have become Left Chancellor long ago.

In the original book, he always wanted to become the Left Prime Minister, and he hoped that the Wise King would take the throne and abolish the rule that women were superior. Therefore, he did a lot of work in making the Wise King the Regent.

Zhao Gou, accustomed to a life of luxury and advanced age, was instantly overcome with pain, his face covered in cold sweat, yet he had to suppress the hatred in his eyes and force a smile:

"Your Highness, it was my fault. I apologize to you. Please allow me to take my leave to see a doctor."

When his gaze fell upon Wen Sheng beside Li Qingyan, a strange look flashed across his face, so quickly that Li Qingyan thought he had misread it.

It was just a minor, accidental collision. An apology was issued, and the two cars quickly moved on.

Li Qingyan looked at Wen Sheng. She had noticed Wen Sheng's abnormality earlier. He hadn't even flinched when being criticized by his biological father, but now his face was stiff, and a hint of hatred and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Judging from your expression, could he be the person you said you couldn't get revenge on last time?"

Wen Sheng's blush faded considerably. She glanced quickly at Li Qingyan, still feeling a little awkward, but quickly nodded.

"It was him."

Zhao Gou is over sixty years old this year. His children and grandchildren have already given up their happiness, yet he still wants to force a young man. How disgusting!

"That old bastard, we'll have to deal with him sooner or later. If you had said it was him earlier, we could have formed a united front sooner."

Wen Sheng's expression improved considerably because of her words.

A thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. He had thought about revenge before, but every time he made arrangements, the other party would cleverly avoid him, as if something was protecting him.

But today, the other person's hand was suddenly dislocated.

Even more coincidentally, at the moment of the collision, he happened to fall into the prince's arms, and...

His facial temperature was showing signs of rising again.

Fortunately, the carriage entered the palace quickly.

"I'll escort His Highness back first."

"No need to see me off. You must be tired today. Go and get some rest. I can go back by myself. I need to go to Ninghui Palace first."

Wen Sheng lowered her eyes and said in a seemingly indifferent manner, "If Your Highness is tired, you can simply have Consort Song come to Jingchen Palace to serve you in bed."

He seemed very considerate.

"No," Li Qingyan explained, "I was busy leaving the palace just now, and I haven't checked the disaster relief list submitted by the Ministry of Revenue to see if there were any omissions or irregularities."

Wen Sheng nodded: "I see, Your Highness. Perhaps I can help. I have a clear understanding of the prices and accounts."

"That's great." Li Qingyan's eyes lit up; Wen Sheng was more professional in this area than they were.

The two headed towards Ninghui Palace.

Li Qingyan also remembered the matter of promoting Wen Sheng and asked Huai Xu to remember to complete the formalities.

When the two arrived at Ninghui Palace, Song Qinian happened to hear the news of Wen Sheng's promotion. He thought to himself, "It seems she also likes Wen Sheng very much, and promoted him directly."

Even though he knew it was reasonable, after all, Wen Sheng had done a lot in the disaster relief and had been taking advantage of him, he still felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

She likes Ji Mingzheng, and she and Sannoye have long been inseparable. Now Wen Sheng has caught up with her too.

So, while she was learning from him, hugging and holding hands with him, she developed feelings for everyone.

The only thing she disliked was that he was being used.

Because he is the most ruthless, the most aloof, and the most fake.

This cruel reality became clear to Song Qinian when he saw the two of them appear together, dressed in the same dark blue color, looking like a perfect match, like a golden couple.

Song Qinian forced a smile: "Your Highness, Consort Wen."

Upon seeing Song Qinian, Wen Sheng recalled how he had stolen a kiss from Li Qingyan before, and returned the greeting with a nonchalant "Song Consort."

He belatedly realized that he had begun to despise Song Qinian's actions.

Of the three people, only Li Qingyan shone brightly.

"Song Qinian, Wen Sheng is here to help us."

"I guessed it." Song Qinian nodded. "Your Highness, please come in."

He realized the reason for his abnormality, became aware of his own feelings, and wanted to calm down.

What she was doing was exactly what he wanted, so why did he feel so uncomfortable?

I felt so uncomfortable that when I sat down, I subconsciously sat between them.

He was ultimately rejected.

"Song Qinian, please sit here." Li Qingyan pointed to a separate seat: "Wen Sheng and I will sit here."

Wen Sheng clearly saw Song Qinian's hand tighten for a moment, but his expression remained gentle: "Alright, as Your Highness says."

He started casually, "Did anything happen at the banquet?"

There must be a reason why she and Wen Sheng suddenly became so familiar with each other so quickly.

Li Qingyan immediately said, "We've run into Wen Sheng's green tea brother. Song Qinian, let me tell you, all those rumors about Wen Sheng were false. They were all made up for his brother. Fortunately, I cleared them up for him today."

She beamed with joy for Wen Sheng, while Song Qinian lowered his eyes and said, "Your Highness is amazing, and congratulations to Consort Wen as well."

He wanted to take the list in front of Li Qingyan, but then he got back to the main topic.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached out slightly to lean closer, Li Qingyan suddenly pulled back and leaned against Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng gently supported her back: "Your Highness, be careful."

Song Qinian's face froze completely.