Chapter 227: Your Majesty Please Respect Yourself (32)

Hear Yan Ci's words.

Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes and looked over, her dark pupils were stained with apology, she also held up the white jade wine glass, opened her lips and took a sip, which was regarded as a gift from Yan Ci.

Her other hand was pinched by Yan Qi, who tightened his fingers slightly.

Fu Yue turned his eyes sideways.

Then I saw the young emperor with a slightly sunken complexion, his crimson lips were pursed, and his displeasure could be clearly seen.

A very low sentence, only Fu Yue heard it, with a bit of childish naivety, "Don't look at him, I will be jealous."

Yan Qi lowered her slender eyelashes.

Look aggrieved.

Completely unable to resist Fu Yue, who was acting coquettishly from her little sweet girl, she nodded immediately, took Yan Qi's hand back, and then winked at him, "Okay, I won't look at him."

Yan Qi was instantly satisfied.

Then he raised his eyes, glanced lightly at Yanci who was not far away, raised the white jade wine glass with his white fingers, and took a sip slowly, his beautiful face was a little happy.

did you see?

Yu'er liked him.

A delight.

Yan Qi drank a few glasses of wine before realizing that he blinked slowly.

What I drank just now... seems to be wine?

He doesn't seem to be able to drink.

Head a little dizzy, and a little pain.

...

The emperor pursed his cherry red lips, threw the wine glass on the ground childishly, and then retracted his hand casually.

Startled Fu Yue: "..."

What is this man crazy about?

The sound of the glass falling to the ground sounded.

Everyone instantly looked at the empress sitting on the high seat.

Then all the ministers saw their wise and mighty Emperor Yan, resting his chin on one hand, staring straight at his new wife, and then slowly embraced her.

The ministers: "!!"

They were all stunned!

Fu Yue who was hugged: "...Yan Qi, what's wrong with you?"

The man's fair face was covered with a thin layer of blush, his long and narrow peach eyes were sparkling, and his crimson lips were sexy and beautiful in color.

"I seem to be drunk."

"They are so annoying, why don't they leave?"

Saying that, Yan Qi glanced lightly at the lower ministers, and pursed his lips.

Then he hugged Fu Yue, leaned his head on her shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Yu'er, can you let them go?"

Drunk Yan Qi.

Without the usual gentleness and elegance, nor the majesty and indifference of the emperor, it is full of childishness.

His voice was not lowered.

Qinglingling, even acting like a baby with a little softness.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty heard it clearly, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Fu Yue's eyelids twitched.

Raising his hand and pushing away the person in front of him, he said in a low voice: "Yan Qi, be normal to me, you are the emperor! Don't say such unreliable things, you don't know how to drink and you still drink so much..."

Although she smiled softly, she obviously gritted her teeth and said this.

Yan Qi was pushed away, then tilted his head, looked at Fu Yue who was a little angry, and consciously ignored what he didn't want to hear.

He said to himself, "Yu'er is angry."

The beautiful man suddenly opened his arms, bent his eyebrows, and said softly: "Don't be angry, come on, hug me and you won't be angry."

Fu Yue: "..."

Hug you big head ghost!

All the ministers also heard it.

"!!"

Your Majesty is drunk like this!

Naturally, they bid farewell with winks, and after a while, almost all the guests at the banquet dispersed.

Yan Ci was still sitting where he was, and he slowly put down the wine glass in his hand.