Chapter 216 Your Majesty, Please Respect Yourself (21)

Mrs. Wen continued: "But Yu'er, are you married for the second time after all, or are you married to two brothers...I'm afraid it will be difficult to talk about it?"

She changed her mind, "But I believe His Majesty will handle this matter well, right?"

Fu Yue nodded with a smile, and said softly, "Of course I believe him."

*

The study on the other side.

Both Yan Qi and Prime Minister Wen stood in front of the table.

The young man in a snow suit, the soft corners of his clothes brushed against the table, his delicate eyebrows were as indifferent as snow, he lowered his eyes slightly, and opened his lips and said, "Does Prime Minister Wen have something to say to me?"

Prime Minister Wen cupped his hands and saluted the young emperor in front of him.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude."

"A question about Chaoyue, the words that the national teacher said in court before, were your majesty's ideas?"

Yan Qi nodded slowly.

"Yes."

As if thinking of Prime Minister Wen's worries, the young and beautiful emperor slowly frowned, "Don't worry, Aiqing, I've thought hard about doing this, just for Yu'er alone."

"I love her."

Prime Minister Wen was still hesitating, "Your Majesty, my minister...how long can the emperor's favor last if I say something outrageous?"

Yan Qi shook his head, "It's not doting, Aiqing...how can doting be considered love?"

"I love her more than my life."

"The world is not as good as her eyebrows... Aiqing, do you understand what I mean?"

Prime Minister Wen took a deep look at Yan Qi, then cupped his hands and said, "The old minister's daughter is entrusted to His Majesty."

Jiangshan is not as good as her eyebrows...

This is really the words of a foolish king!

Yan Qi took a step forward, raised his hand to support Wen Chengxiang's arm, pulled his cherry red lips, and said slowly: "Your father-in-law is too polite, my son-in-law doesn't dare to be a son-in-law."

The emperor was suddenly shameless.

It almost touched Prime Minister Wen's waist.

The corners of Prime Minister Wen's eyes twitched, but he didn't refute. He had the urge to touch his forehead, and he couldn't look directly at the emperor in front of him.

When it was over, he felt like he was going to swell.

*

Yan Qi soon put forward his intention to marry Wen Yu as empress in the court.

Surprisingly, all the ministers had no opinion.

After all, they can all accept that Yan Qi is looking for a male favourite, and now that His Majesty finally has someone he wants to marry, they will naturally try to match him up.

"My minister believes that His Majesty's words are wise, the Master of the State Teacher watches the stars at night, the fate of Wen's daughter is extremely precious, and she must be the queen!"

"The minister seconded the proposal, Your Majesty is wise."

Of course, except for Yan Ci standing under the imperial steps, he raised his eyes in disbelief and looked at the high-ranking emperor.

The four eyes are facing each other.

Yan Ci understood almost instantly.

But he couldn't figure it out, he almost never thought that his brother, Dayan's aloof and cruel emperor, would actually like Wen Yu.

His mood was extremely complicated, but he wasn't too angry.

*

The wedding was almost ready.

However, at this time, a big event happened.

The queen mother died suddenly.

National mourning.

Yan Qi and Fu Yue's wedding can only be postponed.

In the past few days, the coffin of the Empress Dowager was parked in the Imperial Temple, and Yan Qi and all the relatives of the emperor went to the Imperial Temple to guard the coffin.

Of course, Fu Yue also went, and lived in a wing of the Imperial Temple with the prime minister's wife and a few maids.

this evening.

Fu Yue held a picture book and read it with great interest. Her mother was afraid that she would be bored, so she prepared a large stack for her.

Then, the window of the wing room suddenly moved.

Fu Yue was taken aback.

She saw a long, white hand propping open the window from the outside, and then rolled over in a flash.

A piece of snow-colored clothing.

The beauty's face, against the clear moonlight, was so delicate that it was unreal.

It's Yan Qi.

He was still wearing that plain white mourning suit, which contrasted with that stunning face a bit more thrillingly.

Fu Yue: "...Why are you here? You can't laugh yourself to death if someone finds out?"

Yan Qi patted the ashes in his palms.

Walked over, then reached out and hugged Fu Yue slowly, and said in a muffled voice: "I miss you..."

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