King Chen's eyebrows were a little angry, but he did not speak immediately. Instead, he was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "Do you know what you mean by saying these words?"

What does it mean?

Ye Jin nodded slowly, and seemed to care about his life and death. "Maybe life is worse than death, but it doesn't matter. It's no different from life or death. I have experienced the cruelest darkness in the world myself. What else can make me afraid of?"

He let go of the vines in his hand, turned around, slowly lifted his robe, and sat on the ground, unintentionally wondering if the mud on the ground, which had just rained rain, would stain his robe. He looked up at King Chen and said, "Can you sit down? I have something I want to tell you."

King Chen didn't say anything and sat cross-legged across from him in silence.

"Jiuqing... won't forgive me anymore, I know." Ye Jin lowered his eyes, subconsciously clenched the corner of his clothes, and soon let it go. "I used to think that I could be one of her harems, but now, I'm afraid she will feel disgusted even when she looks at me. Even a trivial servant is an impossible luxury for me."

"If you can't become your nobleman, the ending is only one death." King Chen said calmly.

Ye Jin heard this and nodded slightly, "Even if you die, you should be able to be lenient for a period of time, right? Not many people know about this matter for the time being. As long as King Chen and those two are not told, they should be able to hide it for two years."

Two years?

King Chen frowned: "What do you mean? Are you asking me to hide it for you?"

"...Well." Ye Jin nodded, his voice was very low, and he couldn't hear any feelings. "That's true. It will take me two years, and two years later... there will never be King Xiling Jin in this world. You can rest assured that I am not a person who is greedy for life and fears death."

"What do you need two years to do?"

Ye Jin raised his eyes and looked at the cloudless sky in the distance, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. "In the southern royal family, some people are going to be unfavorable to Jiuqing. I want to ensure her safety. Only by watching her ascend to the throne with my own eyes can I feel at ease."

Only by ensuring her safety can he die with peace of mind.

Otherwise, he will die with his eyes open.

"The Southern Royal Family?" Even the calm and self-sustaining King Chen was shocked by his words, and then his eyes suddenly turned cold, "What do you mean?"

"What does it mean? King Chen should be clear." Ye Jin's eyes turned slightly, his eyes fell on his face, and he looked at him firmly, without any retreat. "If you didn't have such an idea, how could you hurriedly bring your subordinates to the reception? Isn't you just worried that someone would not be good to her?"

King Chen's expression was cold, and there was a hint of coldness on his eyes.

Ye Jin was not afraid at all and said lightly: "The person she was closest to in the past may be the murderer behind the scenes who wanted to be unfavorable to her."

King Chen stared at him coldly, and the force of his body without anger was enough to make the seven-foot man Angzang feel his legs weak.

But Ye Jin seemed to have not noticed this force, and looked at him calmly, with persistence in his eyes.
Chapter completed!