Chapter 204： Your Majesty, please respect yourself (9)

Yanci is a gentleman.

Knowing that the other party is really unintentional, naturally will not be entangled again and again.

To be honest, he did like Wen Yu a bit, but he was only slightly happy.

Let me put it this way.

There is a kind of love in this world, like a breeze, very shallow and very light, it gently strokes your face, before you can open your arms to hug, it has drifted away.

You thought you had forgotten, and it blew your hair gently, so you always know that it is still in your heart. You can't catch it, but you don't really desire it, and you don't even have that nostalgia, so you forget it very slowly.

Many years later, in retrospect, it was only a bit regretful.

Yan Ci could still admit with a smile.

I like you, but I have no obsession with you.

the next day.

Inside the Imperial Study Room.

Yan Qi slipped and slipped off the tea cup he was holding. Tea splashed on the sleeves of his clothes, and the soft corners of the clothes were wet.

"what did you say?"

The man's low magnetic voice raised slightly, and his long and narrow peach blossom eyes stopped, and the dark pupils stared at the opposite person.

Yan Ci bowed his hands and said seriously: "Brother Emperor, the courtiers are pleased and gentle."

Yan Qi squinted her eyes, a little unbelievable: "Why, you need to know, you only got married for two days."

Yanci smiled bitterly: "Brother Emperor, I am not afraid of you making a joke...because my princess belongs to others."

"She didn't want to..."

He didn't go on, but Yan Qi could already understand.

Because Wen Yuxin has a place.

Therefore, Yan Ci let go.

The emperor's fingertips pinched his sleeves tightly, his cherry-red lips were pressed, and his fair and beautiful face couldn't see the happiness and anger.

Slowly closing the memorial in his hand, Yan Qi bends her lips slightly and comforted: "Emperor, don't be too sad, maybe your fate is missed, there are so many noble ladies in Beijing, if there is something you like..."

Yan Ci bowed his hand and refused: "Thank you, Brother Huang, for his kindness, but I still can't do it, my minister...for now, I'm not in the mood for love."

Yan Qi nodded, then opened Zhang Yinghong's lips, and said slowly: "I will find a reason to make an order as soon as possible to allow you to reconcile. As for the queen...I will also explain."

"Thank you, Brother Emperor."

After Yan Ci left.

The emperor sitting on a high position slowly sank his fair and beautiful face, and his thin red lips pressed into a straight line.

Hearing Yanci propose and leave.

He was surprised, and his heart overflowed with joy.

But Yan Ci's next words.

But it was like a basin of cold water poured down, icy cold, and his emotions were also suppressed.

She, a happy person?

The snow-white slender fingers tapped the table top, sending out a regular rhythm.

Three times.

In an instant, a figure appeared silently in front of the emperor, with his head hanging down and kneeling down.

Yan Qi expressionlessly said, "Repeat to me what Wen Yu said to Yanci."

The head guard bowed his head respectfully and said: "Yes, your majesty."

Then he seemed to have changed, imitating Fu Yue's tone, and said exactly what she had said before.

The imitation is vivid, and the tone of voice is almost a copy of Fu Yue.

After listening all.

The emperor’s slender fingers tapped on the table carelessly, his other hand supporting his head, and his lips opened lazily and said, "Go back."

The dark guard retreated silently like a shadow.

Yan Qi was not happy.

The beauty lowered her eyes slightly and whispered in a low voice: "Why, do you like him so much?"

The fingertips tucked in the sleeves tightened for a moment, and the people who had always been extremely emotional, the bottom of their hearts was uncontrollable, and they were feeling helpless.

She has a loved one.

So, what should I do?