C8 Your Majesty Please Ignore This

"I said, get out." Qi Jingyu's voice turned cold twice more, then said, "Go out and call that woman back."

Fu Xiyuan was a little dumbfounded, and then he realized that His Majesty was sweating. His face was even slightly red. Fu Xiyuan wanted to leave immediately, but he was the emperor after all. Although the emperor was terrible...

Fu Xiyuan was at a loss, but he was still unable to abandon Qi Jingyu and leave. What if His Majesty was suddenly assassinated? Who was responsible for this? What if he died? Not to mention the people of Qi Country, even his father would break his legs first.

"Your Majesty...?" Fu Xiyuan said carefully, "Are you sick? Can this subject call a doctor for you?"

Qi Jingyu felt his mind becoming more and more dizzy, and the buzzing of Fu Xiyuan's voice beside his ear was truly annoying. He shook his head fiercely. Were all the aphrodisiacs now so strong?

For some reason, when he recalled the fragrance that assaulted his face when he first entered the room, Qi Jingyu felt a wave of anger ignite.

A mere woman actually wanted to become the official wife of a Rank Five official, and did not even hesitate to drug him. How dare she!

"Your Majesty?" Fu Xiyuan gently poked the man beside him. The young emperor suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot.

Fu Xiyuan felt the world spin around him. His body flew into the air and the next moment, he was thrown onto the bed.

Fu Xiyuan was so embarrassed that he bared his teeth. He remembered that the person was the emperor, so he didn't curse out loud. But the next moment, a person suddenly pounced on him and pressed him down tightly...

When Qi Jingyu woke up, Fu Xiyuan was already fully dressed and standing to the side. There was nothing wrong with his expression. Qi Jingyu's memories were a little chaotic. He looked at Fu Xiyuan expressionlessly, and even began to doubt the authenticity of last night.

Maybe it wasn't Fu Xiyuan last night. Fu Xiyuan was a man, after all. He should have the strength to push him away, right?

Or maybe Fu Xiyuan went out to find the procuress...

But if it really was Fu Xiyuan, what should he do?

Fu Xiyuan was a man. If it was a woman, it would be fine. At most, he would take a concubine and give her the title of a beauty. He never cared about understanding the affairs in the harem. Whether she lived or died, it was her own life.

If she wanted wealth and glory, she needed something to exchange for it.

For example, she used to be innocent.

But... Fu Xiyuan was a man, and he was also Fu Shenghua's son.

In the Imperial Court, Fu Shenghua and Zhanyan were the most difficult to control. Both of them were neutral, neither supporting him nor Prince Ann. However, in recent years, Zhanyan had gradually shown signs of approaching Prince Ann, so he could attack without any hesitation.

However, Fu Shenghua's unwavering neutrality was the most troublesome.

To make Fu Xiyuan a concubine? There had never been a precedent in the previous dynasty for a man to be a concubine. If he was not made a concubine, he would be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver? With this reward, even if Fu Shenghua did not know, he would know.

"Your Majesty, this subject will go and order breakfast for you." Fu Xiyuan's face was wooden as he spoke in his usual flat tone, " Just now, Eunuch De came and said that he had bought the land in the east of the city. Also, you still have many memorials that have not been approved. "

After saying that, Fu Xiyuan walked out. His steps were slow and even a little stiff.

... It's over, it's really him!

Qi Jingyu wanted to raise his head and let out a long sigh. Now, Fu Xiyuan had finally become a person even more troublesome than his father!

Not long after, Fu Xiyuan and a man came up together. There was a cloth draped over his shoulder. He was probably a waiter of some inn. The waiter put the food box on the table and set it on the table. After that, he said goodbye and left the room.

Fu Xiyuan was still a little stunned when he saw that the waiter had actually gone out, as if he had not expected this at all. In an instant, only Qi Jingyu and Fu Xiyuan were left in the room, and the atmosphere was strange.

Fu Xiyuan's legs were trembling as he stood, but he did not show it on his face. He quietly watched Qi Jingyu eat bit by bit, but Fu Xiyuan didn't think much of it. This was a scandal, a scandal about the Emperor. He was already very glad that His Majesty did not chop him up.

Fu Xiyuan did not feel anything, but Qi Jingyu felt extremely uncomfortable. He swallowed the food in his mouth and facepalmed helplessly. "Sit down and eat together."

The Emperor's sudden words startled Fu Xiyuan. He wanted to refuse, but then he remembered that the Emperor had said, 'I won't say it twice', so he could only sit down obediently.

A part of his body stung as he sat down, and Fu Xiyuan's body stiffened for a moment. After adapting for a long time, he still couldn't sit down, so he could only lean back helplessly.

Qi Jingyu saw Fu Xiyuan's actions and understood. After hesitating for a while, Qi Jingyu could only stand up and walk to the bed, pick up the blanket, and walk back to the table. After Fu Xiyuan got up, he spread a thick layer of blanket on the chair.

Fu Xiyuan was so scared that he subconsciously wanted to kneel down, "Your subject - mm..."

Qi Jingyu sneered, "Could it be that my beloved subject still wants to sit on my lap?"

Fu Xiyuan shook his head repeatedly, and could only sit on the blanket and quietly eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Qi Jingyu wanted to continue with his own matters. Fu Xiyuan hesitated for a while, then resolutely followed.

Qi Jingyu had already mounted his horse and looked at him with a headache. It was not right to leave him behind, nor was it right to take him along. In the end, Qi Jingyu had to hire a carriage himself.

When Fu Xiyuan saw the carriage, he was stunned. He was not stupid, he knew that the carriage was for him. He pointed at the carriage with a hesitant expression.

"Brother Fu, don't tell me you want me to carry you up?" Qi Jingyu pulled on the horse's reins, his smile no different from before.

What could he do? Go up! He was the one who requested to follow. If he said no now, it would be a crime against the emperor.

Fu Xiyuan pulled on the reins and tried to take a big step up, but he pulled on an indescribable part of his body. His legs went weak and he fell to the ground. His face instantly turned pale again. "Ugh..."

Qi Jingyu looked at Fu Xiyuan in silence for a moment, then got off his horse and called out the waiter in the shop. He told him to take good care of his horse, gave him another piece of silver, and hired a groom along the way.

When he walked out of the inn, Fu Xiyuan had already stood up, his robe completely covering him. For some reason, Qi Jingyu felt that Fu Xiyuan was very weak today.

Only when he walked closer did he realize that Fu Xiyuan was indeed very weak. Although there was no expression on his face, his forehead was actually covered in cold sweat.

After Qi Jingyu approached, seeing that there was no one around, he lifted him up horizontally, lifted the curtain and flashed into the carriage.