"Because I came to the south for a private visit incognito. If the Jiangyin prefect knew my identity, how could he show his fox tail in front of me?"
Zhuo Yanchong has no intention of hiding everything from Jin Yuan
In fact, he had been planning to tell her before, but he didn't expect that she would be assassinated tonight, so he did what needed to be done in advance!
"That's right..."
Jin Yuan nodded with deep sense.
Then she shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Anyway, to me, whether it's the censor or the emperor, there's no difference between you and me!"
It was the first time that Zhuo Yanchong saw someone who knew his true identity. He showed neither fear nor flattery!
When I heard her words, "There is no difference between you and you", my heart moved slightly, and I knew that I had made the right decision!
"However, just now Luo Hen said that you did this because of me, so I won't delay your business?"
Jin Yuan tilted her head and asked worriedly
Zhuo Yanchong raised the corners of his lips slightly, smoothed her messy hair, and said quietly: "If there is a delay, are you willing to compensate?"
"How to compensate?"
"Follow me back to the palace——"
Zhuo Yanchong looked deeply at Jin Yuan
As an emperor, this is the first time that he expects someone else's answer.
"Okay, this is not difficult!"
Jin Yuan agreed immediately
Seeing a hint of joy rising on Zhuo Yanchong's face, she was held tightly in his arms before she could react. His wild and domineering aura swept over her instantly, making her forget what she should say next.
And she didn't expect that the "go back to the palace with him" she understood and the "go back to the palace" in Zhuo Yanchong's words didn't mean the same thing!
Behind him, Huimao bit Jin Yuan's trouser leg and lamented that she was "sold" by him so stupidly!
Jin Yuan didn't notice, but Zhuo Yanchong saw Gray Hair at a glance, let go of his arms and frowned: "Why are there rats here?"
Jin Yuan was startled. Now that Zhuo Yanchong found out, she had to introduce him with a smile: "This is my friend Huimao, nicknamed Xiao Hui... He just saved me!"
"It's just a mouse, can it save people?"
Zhuo Yanchong looked at Huimao suspiciously.
Gray Feather squeaked depressedly, it was no ordinary mouse, it was a rat spirit under the throne of Supreme Laojun!