C20 Your Majesty It Is None of Your Business

Hearing Qi Jingyu's words, Fu Xiyuan's entire body stiffened. Dragon robe, he felt helpless just thinking about it!

Fu Xiyuan's face revealed a helpless expression, and he could only obediently stand on the spot, holding his nose with one hand as he watched the emperor in bright yellow get closer and closer.

Qi Jingyu frowned, pinched Fu Xiyuan's chin with one hand and raised it up. Then, he pinched Fu Xiyuan's nose with the other hand.

"Minister Fu, do you think covering your nose can stop the blood?" Qi Jingyu did not know whether to laugh or cry. After fixing Fu Xiyuan's posture, he took out a bright yellow handkerchief from his bosom and handed it to Fu Xiyuan, "Wipe the blood."

Fu Xiyuan's mind was a mess when Qi Jingyu approached him. Then, a smooth silk handkerchief was stuffed into his hand. Fu Xiyuan put the handkerchief into his pocket and wiped the blood off his nose with the sleeve of his fifth-grade official robe.

Qi Jingyu did not know whether to laugh or cry, but his beloved had unconsciously kept his handkerchief, so he would not say anything.

Perhaps he could even see the red face of his beloved. Just thinking about it made him feel like he had to react.

Damn it, if this continued, he would be beyond cure.

Qi Jingyu thought worriedly, his fingertips still pinching the bridge of Fu Xiyuan's nose, without any intention of relaxing.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Consort Jin is outside seeking an audience." Suddenly, a eunuch whispered a few words to Decai and Decai walked in quickly with a horsetail whisk in hand. Seeing that Qi Jingyu and Fu Xiyuan's posture did not seem to be wrong at all.

Qi Jingyu was stunned for a moment. Usually, Imperial Consort Jin would greet the Empress at this time of the day. Why did she come here today?

Speaking of the Empress, Qi Jingyu thought of his eldest son, Qi Zhijie. After all, he was his son in name, and it had been so long since he had seen him.

Therefore, Qi Jingyu said, "Call the First Prince over tomorrow. Otherwise, those old farts will be impeaching me again."

"Yes."

Decai replied, and mourned for the First Prince in his heart for another two minutes.

The First Prince was always at the beck and call of others like a toy. Whenever he thought of him, he would call him over, and if he forgot, he would throw him to the side...

He was born in the royal family, and although he lived a luxurious life, he didn't have anyone to accompany him. The First Prince spent his days with his pets and chatting with them to pass the time...

Decai had so many twists and turns in his heart that Qi Jingyu had no idea at all, and even if he did, he wouldn't give him any more attention, and might even sneer.

No matter who he doted on, he would not give it to Qi Zhijie.

"Your Majesty." Imperial Consort Jin was dressed in a light yellow silk robe and bowed. Her every movement was charming. Her every frown and smile was even more beautiful.

A smile appeared in Qi Jingyu's eyes. He let go of the tip of his finger that was pinching the bridge of Fu Xiyuan's nose and welcomed Imperial Consort Jin. "My beloved concubine is finally here."

Imperial Consort Jin naturally leaned into Qi Jingyu's embrace and said coquettishly, "Your Majesty has not seen me in a long time. I miss you very much."

Qi Jingyu lowered his head slightly and smiled, "I will definitely think more about my beloved concubine in the future. What did my beloved concubine eat today? What a sweet mouth."

As he said that, Qi Jingyu even swept a glance at Fu Xiyuan.

This guy was too much.

The more Qi Jingyu thought about it, the unhappier he became. Whether it was in the harem or in the previous dynasty, all the concubines and beauties or ministers treated him like the greatest emperor in the world.

Qi Jingyu clearly remembered that time in Fragrance Pavilion.

If it wasn't for Fu Xiyuan pretending to be sick and going to the Fragrance Pavilion, why would he go straight to the Fragrance Pavilion to arrest people?

Yes - Qi Jingyu had already realized that he had long since fallen in love with this foolhardy fellow!

Qi Jingyu felt that this was really a very bad thing, but what about the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but curl up when he thought of him?

Fu Xiyuan was still covering his nose with his sleeve. After being stunned for a moment, he hid behind the screen.

He couldn't explain the feeling in his heart. He pulled the screen and hid behind it, imitating Qi Jingyu to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Seeing that Fu Xiyuan had hidden behind the screen, Qi Jingyu heaved a sigh of relief. Among the people around him, Imperial Consort Jin could be considered the most dangerous person to Fu Xiyuan. Since she was the person he liked, there was no way she would put Fu Xiyuan in danger. However, when she saw Fu Xiyuan hiding behind the screen so cleanly...

He was still so angry. He really wanted to pull Fu Xiyuan onto the bed and give him a good beating!

There was some dissatisfaction in Qi Jingyu's smile, but Fu Xiyuan could not see it. Fu Xiyuan was holding his nose bridge to stop the bleeding. His arm was already a little sore, when would he stop bleeding? !

Qi Jingyu had already pulled Imperial Consort Jin to the front of the dragon throne. Qi Jingyu moved the millstone away and Decai very sharply placed a new millstone, "Beloved concubine, come, help me grind the ink."

Imperial Consort Jin blinked her eyes and asked cutely, "Your Majesty, your concubine..."

Before Imperial Consort Jin could finish her words, Qi Jingyu already knew what she wanted to ask. Qi Jingyu held Imperial Consort Jin's slender hand and smiled with unparalleled grace, "My beloved concubine, don't you want me to only be rubbed by my beloved concubine?"

He pulled her into his arms and let Imperial Consort Jin lean her back against Qi Jingyu's chest. Qi Jingyu blew into the corner of Imperial Consort Jin's ear and said hoarsely, " I feel that the words will be better written with the ink specially polished by my beloved concubine."

Imperial Consort Jin seemed to feel that it was very itchy and dodged with a smile," Your, ah... Your Majesty! Don't... It's so itchy... "

The rustling of the brush and ink sounded in his ears again. Qi Jingyu no longer felt irritated, and instead, the body he hugged became softer, and a faint sense of relief flowed through his heart. Qi Jingyu could not help but smile.

Fu Xiyuan, oh Fu Xiyuan...

The next day, a big case broke out in the palace!

When Fu Xiyuan arrived at the imperial study, the emperor was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, his face ashen. There were three or four women kneeling with their backs to him, Qi Jingyu. Fu Xiyuan hesitated a little before entering the imperial study.

Qi Jingyu took two deep breaths to calm the anger in his chest.

When Fu Xiyuan got closer, he realized that the one kneeling on the ground was none other than the Imperial Consort Jin who had been chatting happily with the emperor yesterday.

The other few kneeling on the ground and trembling were the maidservants beside the Imperial Consort Jin.

Fu Xiyuan was confused and quickly hid behind the screen to take refuge.

It almost made Qi Jingyu laugh.

Qi Jingyu straightened the expression on his face and softened his voice, "Beloved concubine, can you explain to me why this memorial about General Gao is on you?"

Then he laughed, "Do you know what the first rule of the palace is?"

Imperial Consort Jin knelt on the ground. Her expression couldn't be seen, and there was a slight tremble in her calm voice, "Harem... You are not allowed to interfere in politics."