Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

The commotion was so big that others just thought that the princess and the county lady had a good relationship, but Emperor Wang was already worried to death.

But the legs happened to be on his daughter's body. What could he do? Lock her up?

You can lock someone up for a while but you can’t lock them up forever.

Coupled with An Ning, he has been frowning these days.

All the original admiration for Qi Yu turned into disgust.

Whenever this matter was mentioned, no one had a good look on their face.

"Humph, my dear minister, you are quite capable. Not only did you provoke my An Ning, you also brought Chao Yang with you."

The most important thing is peace and tranquility. Chaoyang is just being self-indulgent.

No one paid any attention to her.

According to the report from the secret guards, An Ning clearly also had feelings for this kid.

No matter how unhappy His Majesty was, Qi Yu remained calm. He was not shy about what he liked, and neither was he shy about what he disliked: "I have never thought of provoking the princess from the beginning to the end."

Although he knew it in his heart, she was still the princess of the dynasty, his child. Emperor Wang glared at him and said, "Are you saying that my Chaoyang is not worthy of your eyes?"

That posture, he dared to say yes...

"Princess, you don't have to be in my eyes."

"...Bold Qi Yu!"

"Snapped!"

Emperor Wang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and threw the memorial beside him away.

The sharp corner scratched the back of Qi Yu's hand, and in just a moment, a trace of blood appeared.

Even blood soon oozed out and slowly fell along the slender fingers.

With a "bang", it fell to the ground.

The sound was particularly clear in the already quiet imperial study. The palace maids and eunuchs who heard the sound at the door had already knelt on the ground.

Afraid of losing my head.

Wang Di obviously didn't expect to be hit by someone, and he tightened his hands on the table.

But he snorted coldly and gnashed his teeth: "You look down on Chaoyang, but do you also look down on me?"

"Wei Chen dare not."

"I think you are very brave."

The blood on the back of his hand was still flowing, but Qi Yu seemed not to feel the pain, and even his expression did not change.

Only when Wang Di said this did he frown slightly: "I have never said that I look down on the princess."

"..."

I really haven’t said that.

"From the beginning to the end, the only one I love is Princess An Ning. The princess is very cute, she..."

"..."

When Yan He was mentioned, Qi Yu, who had a deadpan face just now, became different.

There was still a slight smile on his face.

"Alright! I don't want to hear it. I know better than you whether An Ning likes it or not."

Wang Di had never found him so annoying.

I just felt that the blood was even more glaring. I didn't want to say anything to him anymore. I waved my hand, indicating that he could leave.

Qi Yu bowed, turned around, and just stepped over the threshold.

"Qi Yu, the Qingya Qi family has always been well versed in medicine, astronomy and geography. You should also know that Taizhou is a place of malaria, humid and hot, which is harmful to An Ning's body."

Qi Yu retracted his leg, turned around and looked at the emperor sitting at the top.

There was a strong sense of concern and disapproval in his majesty.

There is no doubt that the current emperor truly loves his own niece.

Qi Yu saluted again, bowed, and his posture was lower than ever before, and even promised: "Wherever the princess is, I will be there. I have never thought of returning to Taizhou."

He had thought about it long ago.

Kyoto is where Yan Yan grew up. As long as she likes it, he likes it too.

The idea of ​​returning to Kyoto once Dali was stabilized had long since disappeared.

In the huge study.

Wang Di sat alone at the top, staring into the void in silence for a long time before he sighed softly.

"As expected, there is always something better than nothing."

No matter what promises he made to Qi Yu before, no amount of gold or silver could make him agree to stay in the court.

Now he just wants peace, he doesn't want anything, he would sell himself and stay in Kyoto obediently.

Thinking of his bleeding hand, Emperor Wang felt inexplicably guilty.

Pick up the paper on the ground.

"Somebody come!"

................................

"Is Qi Yu coming today?"

The snow on the ground has melted away in the past few days, and the winter sun is particularly comfortable.

Yan He is feeling better now and has been lying in the yard to bask in the sun these past two days.

Chaoyang followed.

I looked at the sky out of boredom, then at the plum blossoms, and then at the fish in the pond.

But today, I waited and waited, but no one came. I angrily threw a handful of fish food into the pond.

Yan He glanced at them from the side, genuinely worried about the red carps: "Please don't let all my fish die of overeating."

"At worst, I can give you a few."

Chaoyang said this, but seeing that the fish's belly was indeed much bulger, he didn't dare to throw any more fish in.

Otherwise, she will have to pay for it, huh!

"I'm asking you a question. When will Qi Yu come?"

"I don't know."

"Did you guys secretly discuss this and wait for me to return to the palace to meet again?"

Chaoyang stood up with some suspicion. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the truth. Otherwise, why didn't Qi Yu come in the past two days.

Just as she was about to go forward and pinch that pretty face, a steady sound of footsteps came from the distance.

The two people in the yard turned their heads at the same time.

General Qi, dressed in a red official robe, looked handsome, and came towards him with a dignified and upright look on his face.

Yan He looked into those black eyes, then his gaze moved down to the back of his hand, which was no longer bleeding.

The scar wasn't big, but it was a brand new wound and was quite an eyesore.

He frowned slightly, stood up from the recliner, and went straight back into the house.

Chaoyang's eyes lit up: "General Qi is here?"

Qi Yu's way was blocked, and he was finally able to divert his attention.

He had not paid much attention to other people before, and this time he took a rare look, but he did not understand what His Majesty meant.

The words that came to his lips were swallowed back.

He nodded to the person, then walked past him and followed Yan He in.

"Hey, why don't you pay attention to me? Why are you following An Ning around all day?"

What a bluff.

It was completely different from the gentle state she was in when she met Qi Yu on the first day.

Yan He pretended not to hear, took a bottle of plaster from the cabinet, and pulled the person who was following him over.

I grabbed his hand and carefully examined the wound. It didn't look like it was caused by a sharp weapon.

Rather, it seemed as if it had hit something or been accidentally scratched.

"How did you get hurt? Did His Majesty bully you?"

"No."

"Does it hurt?"

Qi Yu lowered his eyes and watched the person in front of him apply medicine to him with extra care. He curled the corners of his mouth unconsciously, but then suppressed it.

"pain."

Yan He paused and looked up at him. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a little aggrieved for some reason.

"I blew on the general, and the pain went away after taking the medicine."

"Okay, Princess, help me."

"Ah."

When Chaoyang entered the room, he saw two people sitting face to face, so close that they were almost sticking to each other.

Thinking of their attitude towards him, he rolled his eyes.

He moved a stool and sat down between the two of them: "Why are you guys so close to each other?"