C5

Han Yichen was the one who felt wronged. He tried to ask if he did what he had to do, but this woman just wouldn't buy it. She was still embarrassing him in front of so many people, how was he going to conduct himself in the future?

"I'm fine. Dad, you guys go ahead and chat, I'm going back first." With that, Yan Jinyuan left. When she was at the door, she heard Han Yichen grumbling to his father.

Yan Jinyuan found it funny. A rare smile was plastered on her ice-cold face.

The next morning, as soon as Si Qin opened the door, she saw Han Yichen standing at the entrance. She rushed into the room to call Yan Jinyuan.

Before Yan Jinyuan could come out, he had already entered the house, ignoring Si Qin's obstruction.

At this moment, Yan Jinyuan was wearing only a very thin inner garment with two protruding peaks. When she saw Han Yichen, her face blushed.

"Is something the matter, Eldest Young Master?" She quickly put on her coat and got out of bed.

"Tonight's banquet in the palace, the Emperor wants all of the descendants of the official families to come. Follow me."

So was that why he had come so early in the morning? Yan Jinyuan still had an iceberg face.

Han Yichen ordered someone to bring in the clothes he had chosen for her to enter the palace.

She wore a white plum blossom skirt with a pinkish brocade dress that was embroidered with butterflies. The sleeves were embroidered with delicate golden butterflies, and a layer of lace could be seen on the front of her dress. She wore a golden belt around her waist, and her noble aura gave her a slim figure. Her aura was like an orchid, adding a touch of elegance to her elegance, just like Yan Jinyuan.

Actually, Yan Jinyuan was quite satisfied with this piece of clothing. However, since she was born not to be able to smile, she didn't show an expression that said she really liked it.

In the evening, Han Yichen had someone come to pick her up.

Seeing Yan Jinyuan wearing this outfit, Han Yichen was very satisfied with the choice he made for her.

With her hands on her hips, she gestured for Yan Jinyuan to hold her by the arm. But how could Yan Jinyuan do that? She walked away from him.

At the top of the red and red lacquered gate hung a black, gold silk Nanmu board, with the words' throne room 'written in large, flamboyant characters on it, like flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. The night was as cold as water, the red candles flickering inside the windows, and the drizzling rain falling outside the window. The puddles of water quietly dripped down from the eaves of the house, making a circle of ripples on the ground.

Yan Jinyuan wasn't the most beautiful person present, but she was definitely the one with the most charisma.

Yan Jinyuan sat down next to Han Yichen. The people around them had already sat down.

However, through the curtain, his face could not be seen.

"Today is my little prince's full moon wine. I'm very pleased that all my beloved officials are able to attend."

A round of applause came from the audience below. Yan Jinyuan was not interested in such things and excused herself to go to the toilet.

She had been to the palace, knew the way, and had gone to the pavilion by herself.

In the snow, the lake around the pavilion was frozen. She didn't walk across the bridge, but across the ice.

"The broken bridge is covered with snow, and the lonely moon is filled with stars. Does this young lady enjoy this beautiful scenery all by herself?" Unknowingly, there was an extra person behind her. Yan Jinyuan was shocked, but her face remained expressionless.

"May I ask who Young Master is?" The sky was dark, and Yan Jinyuan couldn't see who it was. Even though she had never heard this voice before, it sounded soft and masculine, and she didn't know who he was.

Only the sound of the man's breathing could be heard.

"To meet by chance is to pass by. There is no need to ask for his name." The man's words drifted from his head. It should be much better than hers.

Yan Jinyuan began to raise her vigilance, feeling that this man was a little strange.

"It's snowing heavily here, so it's best for the young lady to return earlier." After the man said this, he prepared to leave.

"Yan Jinyuan, Yan Jinyuan, where are you?" Han Yichen's voice sounded. Seeing that she wasn't back for a long time, he came to look for her.

Yan Jinyuan walked along the bridge. Han Yichen was relieved to see her.

"I thought you went to court for the first time." He had accumulated some sweat on his head in such a cold weather. He had probably been looking for her for a long time.

He roughly wiped off his sweat with his sleeve and saw the man that left the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

"Who is that person?" He was instantly jealous and thought that Yan Jinyuan came here to have a private meeting with someone.

The man had already left, and he was even angrier, as if he had been caught in private and wanted to go and catch him.

"A friend." It wasn't that Yan Jinyuan didn't understand what he meant to her after all this time, but she couldn't possibly have feelings for him.

"Friend? You still have friends in the palace? " Han Yichen asked with a cold smile.

Yan Jinyuan was helpless. She didn't know that man, so how could she tell him?

"Yan Jinyuan, let me tell you, if you marry me, then you'll be mine. If I find out that you still have a man outside, then I won't have a good ending for you!"

On the way back, Han Yichen held her tightly and refused to let go.

"How long do you want to hold it?" Yan Jinyuan asked when they were about to arrive at the throne room.

Han Yichen was stronger than her, so she couldn't beat him. He was always being led in.

He actually saw Chu Moyuan. He didn't come just now, so he should have just arrived.

When Yan Jinyuan went in with Han Yichen, he had been staring at their hands that were holding each other's.

She had said that she wouldn't have any love for a girl, so what did she mean by this?

If looks could kill, Han Yichen would have died several times over.

Yan Jinyuan tried her best not to look over there, as she was afraid of Chu Moyuan's gaze.

"In the past, I heard that the second young miss of the Shang Chen family, Yan Jinyuan, had the ability to topple nations. Now that she has married into the Prime Minister Mansion, she is also a couple with the Prime Minister's son. The emperor had already mentioned the name, so how could he still ask if she was willing or not?

Yan Jinyuan stood up and respectfully said to the Emperor, "Reporting to the Emperor, my intentions in playing the zither today are faint. How about I present a song for everyone?"

Of course, a palace party was better off having dancing rather than having dancing.

Yan Jinyuan had changed into a long, snow-white dress with flowing sleeves. It was a sight to behold.

"Your majesty, this subject is willing to play the flute as Madam's accompaniment." Chu Moyuan took the initiative and the emperor immediately agreed.

The sound of a flute could be heard as the sleeves of the water fluttered, flipped, and jumped. Every movement was done to make the water flow more delicately.

It gave everyone sitting down a kind of shock. Seeing the two of them working so well together, Han Yichen was so angry that his teeth itched. He also knew how to play the flute, but he just didn't want to show his face in public. Could it be that the man he saw with Yan Jinyuan earlier was him?

"Does Madam have a name for this dance?" Wu Guan, the Emperor asked.

"No name."

"Then let's call it 'Shuo Xue'. Someone come, reward." When the emperor opened his golden mouth, everyone cheered.

When Yan Jinyuan returned to her seat, Han Yichen grabbed her hand furiously and exerted force to hurt her. She didn't scream, but made a small "hiss" sound.

"You've only been married for a short while, and you already want others to gossip about you?" he asked softly.

Yan Jinyuan didn't want to bother with him. This man was overbearing and petty, and he liked to get jealous. He suspected her of having relations with other men. He was making a ruckus without reason.