C25 Your Majesty Thank You

"You, I, I..." Fu Xiyuan didn't know what to do.

Qi Jingyu sighed, and said in a low voice, "Fu Xiyuan, I admire you."

I admire you...

I admire you...

Mu you...

Fu Xiyuan's eyes instantly widened, and he subconsciously exclaimed, "Your Majesty!"

"You also know that I am the emperor." Qi Jingyu snorted a laugh, got up from Fu Xiyuan's body, and returned to his half-smile, "Tomorrow, enter the palace for me. Otherwise... "

Qi Jingyu looked at Fu Xiyuan, sizing him up from head to toe, making Fu Xiyuan's hair stand on end.

Fu Xiyuan,... ""

He said it! He said that His Majesty was thinking about his butt!

He didn't want to go even more!

Then, Qi Jingyu rushed out of the window. Subconsciously glancing down, Yuv San squatted on the roof bitterly.

Qi Jingyu,... ""

Even when he reached the palace, Qi Jingyu was still a little dazed. He didn't feel it when he spoke before, but now he was so excited that he found it hard to fall asleep.

This night, someone was destined to toss and turn.

On the second day, before the rooster crowed, Qi Jingyu was already sitting in front of the dragon table, writing a memorial.

Someone in his mind couldn't help but jump into his mind. The corner of Qi Jingyu's mouth curled up, and then he thought of something and called Decai over, "Decai, tell everyone in the palace to watch their mouths for me. If I hear anything that dirties my ears again, don't blame me for not giving you face. "

The handsome emperor narrowed his eyes, his voice was soft and contained a hint of a smile, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made him look even more beautiful, yet he gave off a dangerous and unapproachable aura...

"Yes." Decai replied. In his heart, he lit a candle for the palace maids and eunuchs who had said something wrong in front of Fu Xiyuan.

This was a place that ate people in the palace. He was afraid that they would gossip.

Not long after dawn, Fu Xiyuan walked into the palace unwillingly.

He only fell asleep when it was almost dawn. He didn't want to come in the morning, so he was thrown out by Fu Shenghua by the collar. Looking at his father's angry look, Fu Xiyuan could only pat the snow off his body and slowly walk over.

He had not slept the entire night and was extremely tired. The words of the emperor last night were too shocking. He wished that last night was just a dream.

He walked into the palace as if he was in a trance. To Fu Xiyuan, the greetings of the ministers were like a needle in his forehead, giving him a headache.

Fu Xiyuan stood drowsily behind the ministers as he waited for the eunuch to pass on the message.

However, along the way, although there was nothing different from usual, Fu Xiyuan felt that something was wrong.

Not long after, Decai's sharp voice exploded in his ears. Fu Xiyuan almost jumped up. He shook his head to get rid of the strange thought.

Qi Jingyu, who had witnessed everything, almost laughed out loud. He had seen Fu Xiyuan shambling towards him a long time ago. Although he couldn't see the expression on Fu Xiyuan's face, he could tell from the way he walked that he must be squinting his eyes and confused.

After entering the hall, all the ministers stood in their seats. Fu Xiyuan lowered his head and stood quietly on the spot.

Qi Jingyu shook his head helplessly.

Decai opened his mouth and said with a melodious voice, "With this enactment - Without capital, retreat to court -"

"Your Majesty, it will be a new calendar in three days. The Ministry of Rites is in urgent need of funds..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Withdraw... from the court..."

While Qi Jingyu took care of the ministers as quickly as he could, Fu Xiyuan on the other side was already sleeping so soundly that he almost fell to the ground. He staggered to the front of the table, sat down, and fell asleep.

Qi Jingyu waved everyone back, then tried to shake Fu Xiyuan awake.

Fu Xiyuan opened his eyes in a daze and muttered, "Recently... Why do I dream about Tyrant every day..."

Qi Jingyu,... ""

Glancing at Fu Xiyuan, who was sleeping like a dead pig, Qi Jingyu's expression did not change as he carried him horizontally.

... Too heavy.

Qi Jingyu thought to himself that Fu Xiyuan really knew how to make use of resources. Not to mention the previous dynasty, just saying that if he, Qi Jingyu, did not like him, the more serious Fu family could disappear from history.

He was also magnanimous. Wasn't he afraid that last night was a dream?

After carrying Fu Xiyuan into the side room and placing him on the bed in the side room for him to rest on, Qi Jingyu turned around and went back to deal with the memorial.

Near noon, Fu Xiyuan slowly woke up. He stared blankly at the roof for a while, then sat up.

At this point, he had already recognized the owner of the roof. Fu Xiyuan calmly looked around and saw Qi Jingyu, who was seriously handling the memorials with his head down.

The young emperor was reputed to be the most beautiful woman in the world. Many people had even tried so hard to take the imperial examinations just so that they could take a peek at the king...

As the saying went, the king was truly beautiful. He has a high nose bridge and his mouth is always slightly raised. His eyelashes are long enough to make a girl jealous. His eyes are so damn pretty...

Fu Xiyuan was a little stunned as he looked at it.

Why was the owner of such a beautiful face the emperor?

Qi Jingyu had long since noticed Fu Xiyuan's gaze. This kind of gaze that had always been on him made him happy. He put down the brush in his hand, stood up and walked towards Fu Xiyuan.

Fu Xiyuan just watched as that beautiful face got closer and closer to him, closer and closer, until he looked down from above and slightly opened his thin lips, "Am I good-looking?"

Fu Xiyuan's face turned red,... ""

Qi Jingyu did not expect Fu Xiyuan to answer either. He took the clothes on a hanger and said, "Raise your arm."

Fu Xiyuan's face flushed even redder, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this subject, this subject can do it himself!"

"Not obedient?" Hmm? "Qi Jingyu slightly narrowed his eyes, When you and I are alone together? "

That day's heavy breathing echoed in his ears again, and Fu Xiyuan subconsciously shrank back into the bed.

He was really afraid of being alone with His Majesty...

"Come here." Qi Jingyu waved his hand at Fu Xiyuan.

Fu Xiyuan curled his lips and moved towards Qi Jingyu unhappily.

"Raise your arm." Qi Jingyu said.

Fu Xiyuan blinked, raised his arm, and said carefully, "Your Majesty, you said that twice."

Qi Jingyu,... ""

"You remember what I said quite clearly." Qi Jingyu smiled faintly, "Do you remember what I said last night?"

Fu Xiyuan choked, his red cheeks turning even redder, "I, I forgot."

Qi Jingyu did not refute him, but looked at him with a smile.

Fu Xiyuan blushed and did not speak. The more Qi Jingyu looked at him, the more inexplicably shy he became. In the end, he directly covered himself with the blanket.

Qi Jingyu did not stop him. He took his pants and was about to help Fu Xiyuan put them on.

Fu Xiyuan revealed a pair of rolling eyes from under the blanket, and said in a very soft voice, "Your Majesty... Thank you."