Chapter 228: Your Majesty Please Respect Yourself (33)

Fu Yue helped Yan Qi up, the other party was already very drunk, she frowned slightly, then raised her hand and pinched him, hard.

The beautiful emperor opened his dark eyes, curled up his eyelashes and trembled, and looked at Fu Yue, "Yu'er, what are you pinching me for?"

Fu Yue ignored him.

The eunuch in charge at the side saw Yan Qi who was staggering and unsteady, and hurriedly pinched Lan Hua's fingers and came over, "Oh, my lord, why did you drink like this? Come and support you!"

Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, seeing the eunuch Wang Xi running towards him, he subconsciously dodged behind Fu Yue, pursing his red lips.

"Presumptuous, I think you eunuch want to murder me!"

The man's low magnetic voice sounded, slightly displeased.

Wang Xi: "..."

Your Majesty, you have changed! You don't love me anymore!

The corners of Fu Yue's lips twitched, she stretched out her hand to hold Yan Sansui, and waved at the eunuch, "Go down first."

Then he helped Yan Qi and left.

Before they had gone far, a young low magnetic voice sounded behind them.

"Sister-in-law stay here."

It's Yan Ci.

Fu Yue paused, then turned her head and glanced at the person opposite, "Is there anything wrong with King Ning?"

Yan Ci looked at her fixedly.

Then whispered, "You are willing, aren't you?"

She knew what he was asking.

Smiling slightly, the red lips curved gently, and Fu Yue's black eyes, bright and clear, said seriously.

"Yes."

Yan Ci was silent for a moment.

Immediately, he cupped his hands and said word by word: "My brother respectfully wishes the emperor's brother and sister-in-law...a happy marriage for a hundred years, and we will be together forever."

It's not difficult to say this, but it's inevitable that I still regret it in my heart. The heart throbbing for a moment is not considered pain, but it cannot be ignored.

Yan Qi looked at Yan Ci on the opposite side, and at Fu Yue who he was leading, pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and stood in front of her.

The wide sleeves were raised to block her tightly.

Don't look at Yu'er.

no...

The man looked at Yan Ci indifferently, parted his thin lips lightly, and said indifferently: "Imperial brother, it's getting late, kneel down, don't stare at your sister-in-law like this."

Yan Ci: "...my brother obeys the order."

Then Fu Yue was dragged away by Yan Qi, his steps were fast.

Being dragged and dragged, almost tripping, Fu Yue was really tired, so she shook off Yan Qi's hand, then raised her hand to cover her chest, panting a bit quickly.

Her body is really weak.

Before he had time to say anything, Fu Yue was hugged by Yan Qi and arrived at Changle Palace not long after.

Lifting his slender legs, Yan Qi directly kicked open the bedroom door.

Xi Niang who was waiting inside was taken aback, almost lost the balance of the wine she was holding in her hand, and her eyes were wide open.

What, what's the situation?

Seeing that Fu Yue was brought in by Yan Qi, and she was still so aggressive, the brides and grooms looked at each other, but did not dare to make a sound.

"go out."

The emperor's low magnetic voice sounded.

Xi Niang hurriedly put the wine in her hand on the table, saluted, and then retreated one after another, closing the door intimately.

Yan Qi put Fu Yue down, his movements were gentle, but his beautiful face was still calm, his dark eyes were so dark that ink could drip down, and his thin lips were tightly pressed.

Seeing Xiao Tiantian's blackened look.

Fu Yue was terrified.

Fuck, how can she stand up to this man's tossing with her sick and weak body now!

Fu Yue stepped back slowly.

One step two steps.

Yan Qi walked towards her slowly, with a calm and indifferent face.

The man in wedding clothes had a white jade-like face with a stunning curve around his crimson lips, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were even more exquisite and eye-catching against the fiery color.