My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 314 Teasing the Eldest Princess

"Ah, it's all thanks to Your Highness."

Zeng Anmin was extremely humble.

"If you say so."

The eldest princess raised an eyebrow, her gaze revealing an inexplicable sharpness:
"That Daniel Wu is rumored to be the Empress's lover."

"is that true?"

Zeng Anmin's expression faltered slightly upon hearing this.

Then, in a fit of embarrassment and anger, he looked up:

"What do you mean by that, Your Highness?!"

"How could your subordinates do such a disloyal and unjust thing?"

"A woman cannot serve two husbands, and a subject cannot serve two masters! Since the battle of Qinghai Bay, my heart has been entirely devoted to Your Highness! There is absolutely no way I would commit such a traitorous act!"

His words were extremely clever.

On one hand, it's about the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

On the other hand, it can also be understood as affection between men and women.

As for how the eldest princess interprets it... that's none of Zeng Anmin's business.

At this point, his face darkened.
“I was traveling in Jiangnan when I saw the beautiful scenery and thought of Your Highness. I was filled with longing for you and wrote a poem to express my feelings.”

As he spoke, he waved the envelope in his hand, then lowered his head and sighed:

"I never expected Your Highness to be so suspicious of me. Oh well, oh well."

"Forced relationships are never sweet; I shall take my leave."

As he spoke, he looked up at the princess with a disappointed expression.

He turned around and walked away, looking lost and dejected.

"One step... two steps..." Zeng Anmin muttered to himself as he walked.

Sure enough, during the third step, the eldest princess's voice rang out:
"I have no intention of doubting you."

"I just want to know what exactly happened."

I watched his figure slowly disappear.

Even though the princess had some doubts, she knew that Zeng Anmin was just putting on an act.

But she herself didn't know why.

After receiving Zeng Anmin's reply, my previously tense heart suddenly relaxed.

It was as if whether Zeng Anmin became the Empress's male favorite was an extremely important matter to her.

"Your Highness."

Zeng Anmin stopped, feeling extremely wronged, and looked up at the Princess:

"Your Highness, I have absolutely no disloyal intentions!"

"Ah."

The eldest princess pursed her lips, then sighed, turned her head away, and whispered:

"It was my oversight; I shouldn't have doubted you."

Zeng Anmin then grinned.

"Your Highness, you don't have to be like this."

"Come here." The princess beckoned to him. "Bring me that letter."

"Okay!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zeng Anmin handed the envelope in his hand to the Princess.

"Tear~" The princess gently tore open the envelope.

Then, she used her delicate fingers to carefully remove the paper from the envelope.

It unfolds slowly.

A line of wild cursive script caught her eye.

"Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, they will sprout a few branches."

"I wish you would gather more of these, for this is the most evocative of longing."

Just twenty words.

Like a powerful punch, it suddenly gripped the princess's heart.

For an instant.

A dashing figure seemed to appear before her eyes.

The figure was staring melancholically at the scene in front of them, where red beans were in full bloom.

After a long while, the figure slowly raised its head.

Zeng Anmin's eyes, filled with longing, were revealed.

"Wow~"

The princess folded the paper in an instant and put it into her bosom.

This poem reveals raw and unadulterated emotions.

It was almost a declaration of Zeng Anmin's extremely aggressive emotions.

After a long silence, she stared intently at Zeng Anmin and said in a deep voice:
"You've got some nerve, daring to flirt with even me?!"

She should have sounded extremely intimidating when she said that.

But don't know why.

She felt inexplicably guilty.

"Flirting?"

Zeng Anmin looked up blankly, then frowned and asked:
"This poem represents my deep longing for Your Highness."

How did it become harassment?

“Longing…” The eldest princess gritted her teeth for a moment.

This kid always speaks in such a cryptic and ambiguous way.

If she really is Zeng Anmin's romantic feelings for him, then...

Zeng Anmin would then directly state that it was clearly a subordinate's longing for their superior.

She watched Zeng Anmin quietly for a while.

Then a voice rang out:

"This poem is good, but I find it difficult to grasp the specific meaning behind it."

"How about this, I will have my servants deliver it to Miss Qin's home later." "Miss Qin's talent surpasses mine by a hundredfold, and she is the daughter of a great Confucian scholar from a family of scholars. She will surely be able to understand the meaning of this poem."

At this point, the eldest princess's face held a half-smile:
"What do you say, is that alright?"

Zeng Anmin's face froze.

He had been outmaneuvered by the eldest princess.

If Sister Qin saw this, my "playboy" persona would be completely exposed.

In just a moment, he had an explanation in mind.

But when he looked into the eyes of the eldest princess, he said in a deep voice:
"How can we allow others to disregard the poems we composed with Your Highness?"

"If Your Highness insists on doing so and makes me feel embarrassed... then I will no longer write poems for Your Highness."

As he spoke, he approached the eldest princess:
"Please return this poem to me, Your Highness."

His face showed a hint of stiffness.

The eldest princess raised her eyebrows, her smile tinged with mockery.

"Very well, I will keep this poem."

As he spoke, he put the poem in his hand into his pocket.

Then he slowly got up.

"Your Highness, please slow down."

Zeng Anmin seized the opportunity to test the waters.

Taking advantage of the moment when the princess got up, he quickly stepped forward and reached out to help her up.

This action.

It was also something that seemed plausible but was actually not.

Although there was only a layer of gauze between them, Zeng Anmin could still feel the silky smoothness of her lotus-root-like arm.

He couldn't help it.

I pinched it.

But after he finished making it, he regretted it a little.

Wasn't that too impulsive?
Zeng Anmin looked up.

The eldest princess remained expressionless. She neither stopped Zeng Anmin from helping her up nor showed any unusual behavior.

It was as if nothing had happened.

They simply walked towards the inside of the house.

Having read this far, Zeng Anmin already understood somewhat.

Steady!

"Your Highness, these are this month's spirit stones."

A familiar voice rang out in the air.

Upon hearing this voice, Zeng Anmin subconsciously looked up.

Then they saw Sai Chuxue sitting on a fire phoenix, holding a black compass in her hand.

"Zeng Anmin?!"

"You're back?! When did you get back?"

Sai Chuxue's beautiful face showed astonishment.

Then came a sudden, unexpected surprise.

"Chirp!"

She quickly put away the fire phoenix.

After landing with a "thud," she ran towards Zeng Anmin.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?

Sai Chuxue's eyes shone brightly.

When she got closer, she saw Zeng Anmin's hand on the princess's arm.

For an instant.

Her expression froze slightly.

"This……"

Is this something I can see?
commit a sin!!
Zeng Anmin was at his wit's end.

A wave of waves has risen again.

"Put it in the yard."

The eldest princess nodded to Sai Chuxue without expression.

Then Zeng Anmin felt his hand go empty.

The warm, moist feeling has disappeared.

The eldest princess pulled her arm out of Zeng Anmin's grasp.

"I am tired and need to rest."

After saying that, she turned around without hesitation.

"Oh, Your Highness... um..."

"Clap~"

The door closed.

Zeng Anmin and Sai Chuxue were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

"What's up with her?"

Sai Chuxue asked Zeng Anmin in a low voice.

"I don't know, maybe they ate lemons."

What is a lemon?

"Something sour."

…………

in the room.

Princess heard Zeng Anmin and Sai Chuxue whispering in her ear.

She stared blankly at her arm.

That was the spot where Zeng Anmin had just pinched.

(End of this chapter)