C13 Your Majesty Please Eat the Chicken

At some point, Qi Jingyu felt a head hanging forward on his chest. Other than that, there was a teasing from someone's part...

Qi Jingyu's face darkened for a moment, and the horse increased its speed in accordance with Qi Jingyu's wish, but Qi Jingyu found that reacting when he was completely awake, Qi Jingyu's heart simply collapsed.

No way? Could it be that he had been with Fu Xiyuan for too long that he had become a dragon?

No...

He had to get to the bottom of this matter!

The opportunity to find out if the emperor of Qi Country was a dragon or not soon arrived. After passing through the fruit forest, the two of them rode their horses as fast as they could. Within ten days, they finally arrived at a town that was relatively close to the capital.

Qi Jingyu casually found an inn and booked two rooms to settle Fu Xiyuan down, then went to the streets to look for a brothel.

After explaining the reason for his visit to the procuress and giving her a silver tip, the procuress was so happy that she led Qi Jingyu directly to the second floor. He walked straight in, pushed open a door and invited Qi Jingyu in.

Qi Jingyu lifted the curtain and walked in. The decorations were probably not much different from the Fragrance Pavilion. The room was filled with smoke and colorful ribbons hung everywhere. There was even a zither placed opposite the room. The only difference was that the opponent was a man. He was wearing a light green muslin robe, and his body was partially visible.

He slightly arched his eyebrows and said, "Please have a seat, young master."

How could a man be like a woman?

Qi Jingyu could not help but have this thought in his heart. Dressed in a gauze robe that showed no mercy, he played the guqin that women were so proud of. The sound of the zither was clearly pleasant, but it was tinged with a hint of dust.

Qi Jingyu looked at the man stroking the zither as he gently raised his eyes to look at him. No matter what, there was something wrong with it, causing him to frown slightly.

It was hard to describe his feelings, let alone react.

Qi Jingyu silently heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, stood up and placed a piece of silver on the table, "Forget it, I still have something to do, I'll leave first."

The man's zither music did not stop, but for some reason, there was something else in the sound of the zither, causing Qi Jingyu to feel even more irritated.

When he returned to the inn, it was already completely dark. Qi Jingyu went straight upstairs, and at this time, Fu Xiyuan's room was still lit. Qi Jingyu ignored him, pushed open his own door, walked in, and lit a lamp.

When everything was ready, Qi Jingyu felt all the fatigue of the past few days surge up from the bottom of his heart. He took off his clothes until only the lining was left. Just as he was about to blow out the lamp, someone knocked on the door again.

Qi Jingyu frowned and walked over to open the door. Fu Xiyuan was shocked by the sudden opening of the door, and still maintained his posture of knocking. Seeing that Qi Jingyu was dressed in such an untidy manner, he suddenly felt a little awkward.

"What is it?"

Fu Xiyuan felt that the candle light behind him made the emperor look even more beautiful. Even when he frowned, he looked like an immortal who had just descended to the mortal world.

He was a little stunned and was called back to reality by the king's question. He pursed his lips, lifted the heavy food box in his hand and handed it to Qi Jingyu, "Father said that no matter when you go out, you should always prioritize His Majesty." After a pause, Fu Xiyuan continued, "I saw that Your Majesty had not returned for a long time, and reckoned that you had not eaten dinner, so I had the kitchen prepare more in advance."

Qi Jingyu stared blankly at the food box in front of him, which was still emitting a faint fragrance. A sense of hunger that he had not felt before suddenly surged up, and he reached out to take the food box.

Fu Shenghua?

Heh, probably when Fu Shenghua was teaching Fu Xiyuan, he thought that the emperor when Fu Xiyuan was in office should be his big brother, Qi Tianyan, and not him. Otherwise, what Fu Shenghua said would definitely not be like that.

Qi Jingyu sneered in his heart.

"The waiter should be asleep by now. Why don't I go heat up?" Fu Xiyuan looked at the food box in Qi Jingyu's hand and hesitated for a moment. Then, he directly took the food box back."

Qi Jingyu did not know whether to laugh or cry at Fu Xiyuan's actions. He was hungry now, and Fu Xiyuan had taken the food box away? "Forget it, I'll just eat like this."

Fu Xiyuan, on the other hand, had a serious and serious expression on his face, as if he was teaching an ignorant child, "Every time I eat cold food, I will go to the latrine several times. I will be back soon."

Then, he turned around and ran, disappearing like a wisp of smoke. Qi Jingyu did not know whether to laugh or cry. What had he not eaten when he was young? He wasn't the treasure of the late emperor. He had never had a stomach before.

However, the feeling of being missed was not bad...

As Qi Jingyu thought about it, he turned around and entered Fu Xiyuan's room to wait.

The candle in Fu Xiyuan's room had already been burnt to the bottom, so the candle light was extremely weak. There was even a book upside down on the table where the candle was placed. Qi Jingyu almost laughed out loud as he looked at the four big words Mysterious Sword Technique.

What was this? Martial arts secret manual? Fu Xiyuan looked at such a serious and serious person and actually believed in these things?

Qi Jingyu reached out and picked up the book. There was really a posture drawn on it, and it really looked like that. Qi Jingyu casually flipped through it and found that Fu Xiyuan really took this book seriously. On both sides of the book were notes written in his beautiful and elegant handwriting.

For some reason, Fu Xiyuan's solemn face appeared in Qi Jingyu's mind as he studied each word carefully under the weak candlelight. For some reason, the corner of his lips curled up.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

Fu Xiyuan's embarrassed and shocked voice sounded, and then, the book in Qi Jingyu's hand disappeared. Fu Xiyuan hid the book behind him in a flurry, and said angrily and anxiously, "Your Majesty, how, how can you peek at this subject's book?!"

He didn't know if it was because Fu Xiyuan had been smoked while he was heating the food or because Qi Jingyu had discovered his little secret annoyance, but Fu Xiyuan's face was covered in a thin layer of red. Under the candlelight, Fu Xiyuan's eyes were astonishingly bright, and Qi Jingyu actually felt that it was inexplicably beautiful.

It was really a pair of very beautiful eyes.

"I didn't expect that Minister Fu's ambition was not in his career, but in the martial arts world." Qi Jingyu came back to his senses in an instant. He raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.

"I... I..." Fu Xiyuan was almost unable to speak. Seeing the emperor smiling at him, his face turned red.

Fu Xiyuan felt that if the emperor was a woman, he would have already fallen in love with her.

Seeing that Fu Xiyuan was angry and annoyed, Qi Jingyu took the food box and opened the lid. The dishes were two meat and one vegetable.

After eating, Qi Jingyu returned to his room and slept until dawn. The next morning, he woke up and ate breakfast. Then, he brought Fu Xiyuan, who had a sleepy look on his face and was pretending to be awake, to the road.