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

"Ai Qing means that An Qi is a member of your An family?" Emperor Xuan'an said lightly, his eyes fell on An Zhengshan.

The sweat on Anzhengshan's forehead almost broke out, he knelt down hastily, and replied tremblingly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I, I just guessed... This young master looks a little like the one in my family, so I'm just a little bit like that. guess……"

"You guess?" Emperor Xuan'an interrupted his words, his voice was chilling, as if it could freeze people to death, "Just based on your so-called guess, don't tell me you want to deceive the king."

Anzhengshan knelt down on the ground with a bang, and his voice was uncomfortably loud: "I, I have absolutely no such intentions! I think I made a mistake, and, if you take a closer look, the Empress is no longer like the person in my family—"

Anzhengshan was resolved here, but there were a few old ministers who still opposed it.

An Qi obediently knelt on the spot, motionless.

Ever since they met, Emperor Xuan'an had never asked him to kneel, and now he was brought here in a daze, his legs were limp. He knew he should kneel, but his knees hit the ground, and he must have turned bruised .

He said nothing, enduring the pain.

Emperor Xuan'an seemed to be aware of it, and he acted vigorously in the next step. If there are ministers who still object, then 'kill one to warn others'.

Everyone knew that Emperor Xuan'an was not a good-tempered person, and everyone knew that if he didn't obey his orders, he would feel bad luck.

The ministers fell silent.

Emperor Xuan'an slowly got up from the dragon chair, slowly landed on the steps, and finally arrived in front of An Qi.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to hold An Qi.

An Qi looked up at him, and put his hand in Emperor Xuan'an's.

A pulling force came, and he was pulled up by Emperor Xuan'an. His knees were about to fall, but there was an arm around him in the hollow of his knees—he was hugged horizontally by Emperor Xuan'an.

"From today onwards, An Qi will be my queen, and the grand ceremony will be held as soon as the spring melts the snow."

The courtiers knelt and bowed, and the sound resounded throughout the hall.

Recalling the memories, An Qi didn't dare to look at Emperor Xuan'an's face, he just said: "The opening ceremony of the Spring Festival, then we have to wait until the spring begins..."

"Why, how many times have we shared the same bed, and you still don't admit it?" Emperor Xuan'an raised his eyebrows, and his tone seemed to say that An Qi didn't admit it after eating.

Feng Shui turns and turns, An Qi can't argue with a hundred words.

"No, it's not like this..." An Qi panicked.

Emperor Xuan'an leaned on him, glanced at An Qi's body with deep meaning, and said lightly: "So many times, if I were someone else, I would have conceived a child for me."

An Qi's face flushed red, his teeth were trembling, he looked ashamed and angry, and almost squeezed out a few words from his teeth: "You don't know how to be ashamed..."

"But don't worry, you're not in good health, and it's not a good thing to be pregnant now." Emperor Xuan'an curled his fingers, stroking An Qi's face.

An Qi subconsciously looked down at his stomach, then put his arms around Emperor Xuan'an's neck, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"You don't need to say thank you. In the future, if you give birth to more princes and princesses, I will be happy." Emperor Xuan'an put his hand gently on An Qi's stomach, spoke in his ear, touched that earlobe, and opened his mouth Contained.

An Qi snorted softly, didn't hide, and muttered: "I can talk nonsense."

Emperor Xuan'an had already explained clearly, so An Qi didn't bother with him, instead he was very curious about Yu Xiange.

Two days later, An Qi asked Yu Xiange where he lived, and took Su Baiying to find him quietly.

Emperor Xuan'an placed Yuxiange in the northernmost palace of the palace. The imperial doctor said that he needed a quiet environment to maintain his health.

An Qi had been gone for a long time and hadn't arrived yet, and when he didn't even want to go any further, Su Baiying suddenly told him that he was here.

At the end of the path is a door, the door is open, and some scenery in the yard is exposed, which is actually not very beautiful. There is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, so how can there be any scenery to see?

An Qi knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered in the yard.

Are you not there?

"Yo, this is not the one who ran away when he saw me the other day... His name is An Qi, right?" The voice came from behind.

An Qi was taken aback, turned around and saw Yu Xiange's slender figure with a sickly face and a medicine bag in his hand.

He took a few steps back, feeling as embarrassed as being caught, but felt that he had done nothing, so he said, "Well, it's me."

"That day - I didn't run away when I saw you, but I was worried about disturbing your conversation with His Majesty, so I walked away by myself."

When he said this, no one believed it except him.

Yu Xiange approached him and smiled: "You are so easy to coax, Emperor Xuan'an raised you very innocently."

An Qi wasn't very happy when he said that, but they didn't know each other well, and An Qi wouldn't comment too much on people he didn't know.

"So what are you doing secretly looking for me? Could it be that you want to ask me something out of curiosity." Yu Xiange said, walked around him and walked to the door, beckoning An Qi to come in.

An Qi was a little strange, followed in, and the first thing he said was: "How do you know I came here secretly?"

Don't you know that I just looked at you one more time, Emperor Xuan'an, as if he was going to throw me out of the palace, so nervous, it's strange that he let you come to me casually.

Of course, An Qi didn't know this, and Yu Xiange didn't intend to tell him, but changed the subject and asked him again.

"What on earth are you here for? It took you so long to travel such a long distance."

An Qi hesitated a little, lowered his head and hesitated for a while.

Su Baiying stood guard outside the yard, the angle was just right enough to see An Qi, so that he wouldn't be bullied.He really couldn't figure it out, His Majesty was obviously not normal to this strange young man, although he couldn't see that he cared too much, but it was different after all, the little young man cried so hard that day, he was obviously sad, and later His Majesty came back She felt that the young master must have been deceived by His Majesty's rhetoric, and this strange young master didn't look like a simple person. Why is the young master still looking for him now?

"I'm here... to thank you..." An Qi's voice was so soft that Yu Xiange couldn't hear it clearly.

He let out an ah, and signaled An Qi to say it again.

An Qi stood up angrily, and said louder: "I say thank you!"

Yu Xiange is really smart, but at this moment, he couldn't figure out what An Qi was thanking, so he looked at him suspiciously.

An Qi whispered again, and said: "Your Majesty told me that you helped him, so I came to thank you, you are a good person."

Yu Xiange probably guessed what he meant, raised her eyebrows and smiled.

The title given to him in the desert is Eagle's Claw, saying that he, as Nanying's subordinate, is ruthless and decisive. No one has ever said that he is a good person so sincerely, and An Qi is the first.

Yu Xiange probably knows where Emperor Xuan'an likes him.

But he wanted to tease him again: "I helped him, why do you come to me to thank you? Who are you?"

Emperor Xuan'an has already answered An Qi's question, and now An Qi is blushing and hesitantly says to him: "I...I am his...he is that..."

Unable to speak clearly, An Qi took a deep breath, but he still couldn't say those words, after all, he was a little shy.

However, Yu Xiange wanted to hold on to his words again, slumped on the chair with a carefree look, and asked, "What is he? What's the matter with you?"

An Qi pouted and didn't reply to him.

He didn't speak to Yu Xiange, just shook his head and poured himself a cup with the teapot on the table.

An Qi saw it, and handed over the teacup in his hand to beg for a glass of water.

Yuxiange took the teapot and told him that he couldn't drink the water in it.

"Why can't you drink it?" An Qi withdrew his hand resentfully, blinking at him.

Yu Xiange smiled: "Qingye Yuye Qiongye Yuye... Even if I want to drink it for you, do you dare to drink it?"

It turned out to be wine.

An Qi understood, looked at the sake in his glass, and muttered: "I haven't drunk wine yet..."

Yu Xiange ignored him, poured down cup after cup, sighed, looked at him with a smile, his eyes were watery: "This wine is a good thing, would you like to try it?"

An Qi hesitated, frowned and thought of something else: "Aren't you sick? You can't drink if you're sick."

Yu Xiange's hand paused, and immediately responded calmly as if nothing had happened: "The doctor said, tell me to drink to warm up."

"Is that so?" An Qi didn't quite understand, and asked him again, "Can drinking warm you up?"

"That's right, why don't you try it?" Yu Xiange filled his glass with wine and said with a smile, "Try some."

An Qi looked at it suspiciously, and was about to lick his tongue to taste it, when he heard Yu Xiange talking again: "Don't be so petty, follow me, hold up the glass and pour it into your mouth, and then swallow it, and then you should know the taste of this wine It's a good taste."

Bewildered by him, An Qi picked up the cup and moved it to his mouth.

An offensive smell could be smelled in his nose, but An Qi just frowned slightly, and poured the whole glass of wine into his mouth imitating Yu Xian's song.

In an instant, a spicy and sweet smell filled the esophagus. Knowing that it would be impolite to spit it out, An Qi could only cover his mouth, stomping his little feet on the ground, his eyes sparkling, and finally swallowed all the wine. In the belly.

"Hahahahaha——" Yu Xiange tilted his head, laughed at his appearance, saw An Qi's distress, and asked him: "How is it, is it good?"

An Qi opened his mouth, sucked in air, stuck out his tongue, shook his head, and couldn't speak clearly: "Spicy... hiss... so spicy..."

"Spicy is right, the stronger the wine, the better it tastes." Yu Xiange said, and poured himself another glass.

"But I don't think it tastes good."

"What do you think?" Yu Xiange raised her eyebrows, "I want you to think?"

An Qi had never drank alcohol before, so he really didn't think it tasted good, but he didn't refute it after hearing what he said, so he sat quietly for a while, and when he felt the heat later, it was still a bit novel—so drinking is really a thing. Can warm up.

Dazedly touching his face with the back of his hand, An Qi felt extremely comfortable when the coldness of his hand met the lonely heat.

Yuxiange saw it by accident, turned to look at his face, a little dumbfounded: "Ancestor, are you drunk now?"