Chapter 90 There are too many pitiful people in the world, I just want you not to be pitiful

In the face and interests, although Han Wangan chose interests, his face still hurt. In recent years, Ji Wuye has become more and more rampant. He has even publicly said that this Yang is not that Yang. Who does he think he is? Does he think he is one of those famous people?
Han Wangan, who was in a depressed mood, threw away the bamboo slips in his hand irritably. He had no interest in reading these things today.

The heavy bamboo slips fell on the wooden floor with a dull sound, which was so harsh in the dead silence of the hall. At this moment, a small white boot kicked up the bamboo slips with the movement of its owner and caught it steadily in the hand.

"Father, who made you angry? I'll go and help you teach him a lesson." A young girl asked in a childish and vicious voice, holding the bamboo slips in her hand.

At this time, a girl in a pink flowing dress appeared. She had beautiful black hair in a bun, cherry red lips, and long and thick eyelashes that trembled with her big, lively eyes, adding a bit of vitality to her girlish look. Overall, she looked pink and chubby.

"Honglian, as a girl, don't always think about teaching this and that a lesson. You are a princess and you must learn to be gentle." Han Wangan looked at the girl in front of him. Although he was saying words of teaching, a smile was already on his fat face.

The girl in front of him was his youngest daughter Honglian. The innocent Honglian was also Han Wangan’s favorite child.

"Why should I learn those things? Father, who made you angry? Is it that ugly Ji Wuye again?" Honglian ran to King Han and knelt down.

"Who else could it be but him? This great general is becoming more and more presumptuous." Han Wangan sighed. He would never act like this in front of others, but Honglian was a special existence.

Just when Honglian was about to ask about the details, Han Wangan took the initiative to change the subject and said, "Have you completed your studies today?"

Hearing Han Wangan's words, Honglian's rosy little face instantly fell. As a Korean princess, although she enjoyed the best material living conditions, she also had the most extensive schoolwork. She had to learn everything, and studying was exactly what she disliked the most. Of course, to be more precise, it was learning etiquette, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, accounting, housekeeping and the like. She didn't like these things at all, but it was precisely these things she didn't like that she had to learn, and she was miserable because of this.

"Not yet." Honglian said with a sad face.

Honglian, who had finally escaped from her father's preaching, walked out of the palace with a gloomy look on her face. However, she did not return to her bedroom, but went to a different place. She wanted to find out what had happened in the court today.

Not long after, the apple of Han Wangan's eye returned to her bedroom with a head full of information. A lot of things happened in the court today, and she couldn't make sense of them all for a while.

"Ji Wuye, Yang Chong, Zuo Sima, and Sima Gate Commander?" Honglian knelt behind the desk, writing and drawing on a scroll of bamboo slips, trying to review everything that happened in the court today.

"I understand." I don't know how long it took, but Honglian, who had a layer of sweat on his forehead due to thinking hard, excitedly threw down the pen in his hand, and two excited blushes spread on his cheeks.

"The root of everything lies with Yang Chong. My father's depression is also caused by him. I am so smart. Yang Chong, just wait for me, I will help my father get revenge." Honglian said to herself excitedly. If she couldn't deal with Ji Wuye, could she not teach a small Simamen commander a lesson?

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Compared to Han Wangan's depression, Ji Wuye was in a much better mood. He successfully arranged Yang Chong at Sima Gate. From then on, every time he went to court, when the civil and military officials of Han passed by Sima Gate and saw Yang Chong, they would think that Yang Chong was arranged by him. They would realize that in Han, his words were more effective than Han Wangan's.

Ji Wuye was very satisfied with his own move and worked very efficiently. The Jade Tiger had just cleaned up the house promised to Yang Chong, and he had already delivered the official uniform, armor and seal of Commander Sima Men. At this time, Yang Chong had just arrived at his new home.

"Are these the things you have been planning these days?" Yan Lingji unfolded the well-made official uniform and shook it casually. The quality was quite good.

"Is it okay?" Yang Chong said carelessly as he sat by the window.

"What have you done? You actually let Ji Wuye give you a house and an official position." Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"I helped him kill a person who he wanted to kill, could kill, but was difficult to kill." Yang Chong said.

"Who is it?" Yan Lingji folded her official uniform and put it back, then walked to Yang Chong, leaning against the windowsill and asked.

"Left Sima Liu Yi." A name came out of Yang Chong's mouth.

"How did you kill this person who Ji Wuye wanted to kill, could kill, but was difficult to kill?" Yan Lingji asked. She used to be a killer and was familiar with the relevant business.

"It's very simple, just killing someone with a borrowed knife..." As Yang Chong narrated, a perfect murder plan unfolded in front of Yan Lingji.

"Can it be like this?" After listening to Yang Chong's story, Yan Lingji fell into silence. There was a different meaning in her eyes when she looked at Yang Chong. She felt a little scared when she thought about this method of killing by controlling people's hearts.

"How about it, is my plan to kill people perfect?" Yang Chong showed off.

"It's perfect, but Mrs. Hu is too pitiful. You actually tricked a woman like this, and two men died directly." Yan Lingji said. "Do you also feel pity for Mrs. Hu?" Yang Chong asked.

"Isn't she pitiful?" asked Yan Lingji.

"Do you think I did something wrong and shouldn't have taken advantage of Mrs. Hu like this?" Yang Chong looked at Yan Lingji and said. Yan Lingji has now learned to be truly gentle, and perhaps her concepts have changed a little. After all, people have the ability to empathize.

"No." Yan Lingji hesitated when she heard that, but only for a moment, and then she became determined.

"Really? Actually, you don't have to filter my thoughts. I also know that my methods were really dirty, and Madam Hu is indeed innocent." Yang Chong said. It was fortunate or unfortunate that Madam Hu, that unlucky woman, met him, and Yang Chong didn't know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, but the reality could only be like this. At most, Yang Chong would compensate her for everything in the future.

"There are many innocent people and many pitiful people in this world, but I just want you not to be pitiful." Yan Lingji sighed, but her eyes were full of determination.

Looking up at Yan Lingji leaning on the windowsill, Yang Chong was slightly startled. A warm current slowly passed through his heart. This was Yan Lingji, the Yan Lingji who only belonged to her. The words "I just want you not to be pitiful" made Yang Chong feel that she was seduced by Yan Lingji this time.

Compared to Yan Lingji's charm and enchantment, Yan Lingji's ordinary words just now touched Yang Chong even more. At this moment, Yang Chong believed that even if he had enemies all over the world, Yan Lingji would stand firmly by his side.

"None of us will become pitiful people." Yang Chong said. Everything he did now was to be able to control his own destiny.

Yan Lingji looked down at Yang Chong, and suddenly a cunning look emerged. She asked, "Mrs. Hu is so pitiful, don't you comfort her properly?"

"Of course I am comforted." Yang Chong admitted directly.

"How did you comfort her? Tell me." Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"Do you want to know so much?" Yang Chong said with ill intention.

"Of course, tell me quickly." Yan Lingji leaned down and pretended to listen.

"That's how you comfort her." When Yan Lingji bent down, Yang Chong suddenly stood up and held Yan Lingji directly on the windowsill.

"Is that so?" Yan Lingji's eyes flashed, she already understood.

Just as Yang Chong was about to take a step further, Tian Mi suddenly walked in. Seeing the two people squeezed on the windowsill, she was not surprised at all. She said with a gentle smile on her face, "Master, the bedroom has been cleaned up."

"Let's go and take a look." Yan Lingji pushed Yang Chong away and walked out.

Seeing this, Yang Chong had no choice but to follow. When passing by Tian Mi, he slapped her on the butt. It was really tactless. Couldn't he have come a little later?
Tian Mi, who was in danger of being attacked, quickly covered her back. Even though she had other intentions towards Yang Chong, she was still shy as a young girl. However, she quickly remembered her plan, and a hint of reluctance appeared in her instinctive shyness, which was something more interesting than pure seduction.

Yang Chong smiled knowingly upon seeing this and had already caught up with Yan Lingji.

Tian Mi looked at the backs of Yang Chong and Yan Lingji and clenched her fists in her sleeves.

"That's it, that's it, Tian Mi, your plan will surely come true." Tian Mi encouraged herself. Even though she had become a slave, Tian Mi believed that one day she would counterattack and reach the pinnacle of her life, making all those who had looked down on her fall at her feet.

The three of them turned along the corridor, walked past the wall, and came to the backyard. This house was not big, with only three courtyards, but it was exquisite and just right for Yang Chong now. It was most suitable for him and Yan Lingji to live in their own world of two. Living together would start from here. As for before, it was not their home.

"This room is nice. It will belong to me from now on." Yan Lingji pushed open the door and saw a world as red as fire. Bright red silk was made into exquisite curtains, which fell from the beams and fluttered in the wind that blew into the room like burning flames.

"I think it's not bad. We will live here from now on." Yang Chong said.

"It's me." Yan Lingji emphasized. Although there is only one letter difference between "I" and "we", the difference between them is huge.

"What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours." Yang Chong will not back down.

(End of this chapter)