"King Jin, what I said just now has a premise." King Chen said, "Your Highness is willing to bring you into the palace, and you are willing to serve your highness as a servant. The punishment method I said just now is established."

Serve the Lord?

Ye Jin didn't need to ask these two words and knew what it meant. In the eyes of the Chen King of the Southern Clan, he was indeed an insignificant existence. The so-called emperor's husband was just his own fantasy.

But it doesn't matter anymore. Ye Jin sighed in his heart. He was no longer able to find a title for him. Even "one" was a luxury, so how could he talk about anything else?

For him, his reputation is far from the unforgettable love in his heart. Even if he has no status, he still has to do what he should do - that pure and beautiful woman cannot tolerate any harm from anyone, nor can she tolerate any calculations and betrayals.

Ye Jin raised his eyes and looked towards Jingxinyuan, and a deep tenderness flashed through his eyes, as well as a little sadness.

If you do something wrong, you should pay some price. This has been the case since ancient times. How can he be an exception?

Even if he can't get her forgiveness, he must do what he should do.

With his eyes closed, Ye Jin adjusted his emotions in his heart, looked up at King Chen and said, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Talk about it alone?

The man in blue next to him frowned: "King Jin seems to be overestimating his abilities. You are guilty at this time. What qualifications are you qualified to make such a request?"

"Mu Chen." King Chen frowned and glanced at him, turned to look at Ye Jin, "Lead the way."

Ye Jin endured the severe pain of his knee bones, turned around and walked towards the garden behind Zhaochen Palace and Jingxin Garden.

A heavy rain last night washed away the dust in the air, and the breath in the garden became purer and fresh.

The long gravel path reached the depths, and the surroundings were secluded and deserted. The rich fragrance of flowers and plants rushed into the tip of his nose. Ye Jin seemed to be consciously at his feet and walked straight to the deepest wisteria garden.

Looking at the wisteria hanging like a waterfall in front of him and the swing quietly hanging under the wisteria, Ye Jin was stunned for a moment, and a touch of nostalgia, a touch of tenderness, and a touch of astringency in his eyes.

"I used to be... in purgatory." Ye Jin spoke, his voice was empty and he could not hear any emotion. "Born to be free, there is no hope of living, and to be able to regain freedom and get rid of the shackles, it seems that my biggest goal and pursuit in my life."

King Chen frowned and looked at the man talking with a deep look. At this moment, a trace of thoughtfulness and surprise at something unexpectedly emerged.

He originally thought that Ye Jin was planning to convince him...

"The whole seven years of dark days have planted too deep and too strong hatred in my heart. I have lost all my expectations for this life and I don't know what the meaning of my life is."

As he reached out to touch the swing rack made by wisteria, Ye Jin seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was about to find someone to tell me about the depression that had been gathered in his heart for too long, his voice gradually became low, "In my original plan, after getting my mother's urn, he completely destroyed the Xiling royal family, so that this country, together with the damn emperor, would fall into hell, and be destroyed, without any trace!"

The low and silent voice was irresistible and uncontrollable.
Chapter completed!