C17 Your Majesty Do Not Lecture Me

"You admit guilt?" Qi Jingyu sneered, "Come, tell me, what sin?"

Fu Xiyuan choked on the emperor's question once again, "This official..."

Seeing the young historian at a loss, Qi Jingyu had no intention of continuing the conversation. He shifted in his seat and waved his hand irritably. "You may leave."

"Yes, this lowly subject will take his leave."

Fu Xiyuan did not expect to be pardoned, he immediately bowed and quickly left.

After a long time, the young emperor's eyes were dark and unclear, as if there was a violent storm brewing in them.

It wasn't the first time. It was the third time. Last time, he proved that he didn't have any reaction to men.

That was why.

He was actually attracted to Fu Xiyuan!

"Your Majesty?" Decai's voice sounded by his ear.

Qi Jingyu slightly raised his eyes to look at Decai, and waved his hand, "You go down as well, let me be quiet."

"Yes, this servant will take his leave." Decai also bowed and left.

Decai's footsteps gradually faded away, and the hall fell into silence.

Fu Xiyuan, what should I do with you...

The next day, Qi Jingyu woke up when the sky was still dark. Decai slept lightly on his feet, and almost as soon as Qi Jingyu woke up, Decai opened his eyes, "Your Majesty, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

For some reason, His Majesty had been tossing and turning the entire night. Unlike him, Decai had slept during the day. Therefore, he had only closed his eyes and rested last night. He knew about His Majesty's tossing and turning last night.

After all, he was the prince he had seen growing up. Decai's words couldn't help but carry a hint of heartache.

"No need. There were too many memorials piled up a few days ago. It's better to finish them as soon as possible." Qi Jingyu's vision was still dark, and he pressed his temples in pain. Last night, Fu Xiyuan's face had been in his mind the entire time, causing him to be unable to sleep.

"Yes, Your Majesty." As Decai spoke, he silently walked out of the palace to prepare the Emperor's toiletries.

After washing up, Qi Jingyu sat at the table and silently watched the sky turn white. It was a very shocking scene. The color of the sky changed from dark to light, and there were even a few lonely clouds floating in the sky. As he looked at them, the clouds actually formed Fu Xiyuan's face. Qi Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and could not help but wipe his face. The clouds in the sky were no longer Fu Xiyuan's appearance.

Qi Jingyu sighed slightly, "He's possessed." It was better to send Fu Xiyuan away.

At this moment, Decai had already brought the palace maids with today's breakfast. The palace maids carried the dishes to the table in an orderly manner and retreated. Decai stood respectfully at the side.

"Decai, today..." He told Fu Xiyuan not to attend court. Qi Jingyu paused, the words were already on the edge of his lips, but Qi Jingyu moved his lips, sighed slightly and said, "Let Fu Xiyuan rest for a few days."

Decai replied without changing his expression and was about to leave to pass on the emperor's orders when a burst of male and female laughter sounded.

Qi Jingyu's gaze paused.

Decai knew that something was wrong. He did not know who this woman was for the time being, but this man's voice was very familiar. Wasn't it Fu Xiyuan, Lord Fu?

Decai stole a glance at the emperor's expression, only to see the emperor sitting on a chair with a smile that was not a smile. There was no emotion to be seen on his face. He only said indifferently, "Forget it, Decai, there's no need to send the decree."

As expected, an insensible child should be taught more lessons.

Decai lowered his head and his sympathy for Fu Xiyuan increased.

As soon as Fu Xiyuan entered the hall, he felt that the atmosphere was not right. The emperor sat at the head of the hall with a smile that was not a smile, just like usual. However, Decai acted as if this matter had nothing to do with him, which instantly made Fu Xiyuan feel bad.

Was he late today? Otherwise, why would His Majesty look like he could kill someone without saying a word? But he was up a quarter of an hour earlier today!

Fu Xiyuan subconsciously retracted the smile on his face. After bowing with a wooden face, he tried to walk behind the screen.

But the strange thing was that today was a very relaxed day. The great hall had been very quiet all day, and Qi Jingyu had also been very serious in marking memorials. Fu Xiyuan had nothing to do, and his mind and body were both happy.

Of course, it would be even better if His Majesty did not pull a long face as if he owed him 800 yuan.

However, the king didn't lack 800 taels of money...

The matters of the emperor were not something that a mortal like him could casually ask about. Fu Xiyuan thought that the emperor had a seizure today.

It was going to rain, and his mother was going to get married. Let him be.

However, Qi Jingyu's mood was even worse. It was unknown if it was because he had turned on the switch of 'like Fu Xiyuan' that he became more sensitive to all of Fu Xiyuan's Qi Jingyu. He had been sitting on the dragon throne with a long face, but Fu Xiyuan didn't even ask!

No, he didn't even look at him!

Realizing this, Qi Jingyu's expression became even worse.

Qi Jingyu looked at the man's smiling eyes, and his mood became even worse.

The reason why he was so happy now must be because of that woman just now!

Since it was someone from the palace... "Yuv Yi." Qi Jingyu spoke softly, then Yuv Yi appeared beside him. Qi Jingyu suppressed his voice and said, "Investigate that woman clearly for me."

Then Qi Jingyu glanced at Fu Xiyuan, "All."

"Yes."

The whole process took only a moment. Fu Xiyuan only felt that the king seemed to have spoken, but when he looked up, the king was engrossed in reading the memorial. There was no one around him.

What the hell...

Fu Xiyuan muttered in his heart. Was he hallucinating?

Then, Fu Xiyuan lowered his head and narrowed his eyes slightly. He woke up early in the morning and was still a little tired.

"Minister Fu." Seeing Fu Xiyuan's little head nodding, Qi Jingyu's gloomy mood turned for the better, "Come and grind the ink for me."

Fu Xiyuan,... "" Grinding the ink again!

Fu Xiyuan had some resentment, but he had no choice but to leave the table and chair, drag his heavy footsteps to Qi Jingyu's side, and start grinding ink.

Qi Jingyu raised the corner of his lips slightly.

A day's time slipped away from his eyes like a drunk old man. When the sun was setting, Qi Jingyu stood up from the dragon throne, moved his stiff legs and neck, and called for dinner.

When Fu Xiyuan heard the word dinner, he subconsciously trembled. He had already decided that he would rather secretly take a bite while His Majesty and the Empress were enjoying themselves than eat dinner at dinner time.

Fu Xiyuan secretly clenched his fists to show his determination.

Dinner was quickly served, and Qi Jingyu also quickly finished his dinner. Then, something that made Fu Xiyuan feel extremely painful happened!

His Majesty actually did not flip the green card again!

Qi Jingyu looked at Fu Xiyuan, who could not hide his facial emotions well enough, and smiled slightly, "Hungry? I'll take you to eat good food."