After falling in love with the emperor at first sight, I became the queen

"Luoyun, Luoyun, just listen to your mother and marry him. After all, the prime minister's mansion is a wealthy family. Besides, they promised to give your brother a chance to enter the palace. When the time comes, your brother will get to know the rich and powerful. Isn't it better for us to settle down?" The eldest lady held An Luoyun's hand, the candles flickered, and the four people in the room had different faces.

An Huairui rubbed the cup in his hand, and couldn't help nodding with a three-point smile: "That's right, Luoyun, it will be of great benefit to the An family if you marry me, and when I get to know the emperor's relatives in the palace , maybe I can get to know the eldest princess of Xinyang, and I will be a son-in-law by then."

"Shut up!" An Zhengshan hastily stopped his words, and reprimanded, "Princess, you can say whatever you want!"

An Huairui kept saying yes, then shut his mouth and remained silent.

Looking at the family, An Luoyun still didn't give up, and asked An Zhengshan: "Is father really going to marry Luoyun to the prime minister's mansion as a concubine? Is it really rare for father to have a chance to teach in the palace?"

An Zhengshan didn't speak, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

An Luoyun took a deep breath, and slowly said: "Okay, I understand, I'll marry." After finishing speaking, he pushed away the eldest lady who was still holding his hand, and walked straight to the door.

The eldest lady was staggered by the push, and seeing that An Luoyun had gone far away, she sighed softly: "Luoyun will definitely blame us."

An Luoyun returned to her own yard, endured all the way, but still couldn't hold back, threw all the things on the table to the ground, and viciously supported the table and said to the servant girl outside: "No one is allowed to come in!"

The maids stopped and stood at the door, looking at each other. They heard the sound of vases being thrown, and their hearts trembled.

After a while, the noise inside died away, and then they heard a summons to come in.

An Luoyun was sitting on a chair, with a mess in front of him, but he was drinking tea leisurely.

"Hua Zhu, go and tell the eldest lady that I still have one condition." An Luoyun called the maid, staring at the steaming tea in the cup, said in a low voice.

"You said that Luoyun wanted to hold a family banquet at home?" Da Furen asked strangely, "Did he say anything else?"

Huazhu bowed: "Young Master Luoyun also said... the family banquet will invite the young master from the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Why did you ask him to come?"

Hua Zhu lowered his eyebrows and shook his head sympathetically, and said: "I don't know, it's just that Master Luoyun said that he asked Da Furen to make arrangements for this banquet, which can be regarded as his last consolation before leaving home."

Speaking of this, Da Furen's heart softened, and she hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I agree, go tell Luoyun, I will send someone to the Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow to deliver the post."

"Yes, the slaves retire."

Emperor Xuan'an was flipping through a book in front of the desk, while An Qi was writing and drawing on the paper with a brush on the small table beside him, he glanced at it inadvertently, that word was really ugly.

"An Qi." Emperor Xuan An put away the book, and called An Qi's name.

An Qi didn't stop moving, and he didn't even raise his head to answer him: "Ah, Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Really more and more impolite.

Emperor Xuan'an didn't speak for a while, staring at him with burning eyes.An Qi also suddenly sensed something was wrong, so he stopped his hands, raised his head stiffly, and after seeing Emperor Xuan'an's face, he said flatteringly: "Your Majesty."

"Come here, bring your pen and paper." Emperor Xuan'an let him go temporarily, put down the book in his hand, and left him a vacant place on the table.

An Qi obediently sat on Emperor Xuan'an's lap, but he was not ashamed to show him the handwriting he had written, and he wavered for a while before unfolding the paper.

"Mister taught you how to write in the afternoon?" Emperor Xuan'an hugged his slender waist to prevent him from falling.

An Qi let out a sigh, and was a little annoyed: "I know my handwriting is not good-looking, but my husband said that my hand is steady, and I will write better handwriting with more practice."

Just kidding you little idiot.

Emperor Xuan'an took his paper and looked it over carefully, he was amused in his heart but he didn't dare to ridicule him in front of An Qi, he just said: "Since Mr. has said so, there is some truth to it, you write two words for me to see Look."

An Qi came to his senses, straightened up immediately, held the writing brush in his right hand and pressed the lower half of the paper with his left hand, the pen hovered and fell straight down, the ink was dotted on the paper, two strokes, one stroke, one stroke...

Within a few breaths, the word 'heaven and man' appeared on the paper, and An Qi turned his head to look at Emperor Xuan'an excitedly, as if asking for praise.

Emperor Xuan'an looked at the word 'heaven and man', and asked him after a long while, "Did the master teach you to write these two characters?"

It was indeed taught by Yun Wuxu. The first thing he taught was these two characters, which meant that 'Heaven' was the Son of Heaven and 'People' were the common people.

But An Qi saw that Emperor Xuan'an didn't seem to be very relieved, and felt a little nervous for no reason, so he let go of the pen, grabbed Emperor Xuan'an's clothes sideways, and was at a loss: "Your Majesty, I am the one who wrote ugly... ..."

"Good boy, not ugly, well written." Emperor Xuan'an came back to his senses, found that An Qi was nervous, so he warmly praised.

Then, Emperor Xuan'an asked An Qi to pick up the pen, and he himself held his hand holding the pen.

"Heaven and man are good characters, but I still hope that you can put these two characters first in everything." After finishing speaking, he took An Qi's hand and began to exert strength, a familiar character was outlined on the paper, matching that character. The words "heaven and man" are side by side.

The last thing that landed on the paper was the word 'An Qi'.

These two characters are written with An Qi's hand, but they are extraordinarily vigorous and powerful, and even the strokes of the strokes reveal a majestic majesty, which shows how strong the character of the person who runs the script must be.

Strong, majestic, dare not look directly.

An Qi stretched out his left hand to touch those two words, it was obviously a dead thing, but he seemed to feel the burning heat coming from his fingertips.

He said hoarsely, "Your Majesty...I..."

Emperor Xuan'an's words were very disrespectful, and anyone else would be beheaded if he said those words, but it just happened—this is what the emperor said.

"Heaven and man are good words, but I want you to put yourself first, you can do it?" Emperor Xuan'an held An Qi's face and asked him again.

When An Qi was stared at by those eyes, his heart suddenly beat fast, never before, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, joy, excitement, nervousness, fear... countless emotions rushed up at once, he couldn't tell the difference. Know what you're thinking with every breath you take.

Reason warned him in his mind to be cautious in his words and deeds, and to think carefully, but his body trembled involuntarily, and then he heard a response from himself, and he couldn't help but answer him: "Okay."

Emperor Xuan'an seemed relieved, kissed An Qi's forehead, and said, "You have to remember."

At this moment, An Qi could feel that something had changed, whether it was himself or Di Xuan.