Chapter 3553

He Xian never imagined that the current emperor would actually want him to be her husband...

I'm afraid those ministers may not agree.

But the fact is, regardless of whether the ministers agree or not, Yan Qingyi must let He Xian be his husband!

No way, that's her mission.

So, when she went to court the next day, Yan Qingyi confessed the matter, and as she expected, 90% of civil and military officials were against it.

Yan Qingyi would not listen to their opinions, and after announcing that he would marry He Xian one day, he retired from Zao Dynasty.

This matter quickly spread throughout the entire imperial palace, and even the entire imperial city. Many people were secretly talking about Yan Qingyi, saying that she should not let He Xian be her husband, because He Xian was a traitor!

Whatever they say, Yan Qingyi didn't hear it, that's enough.

At the third quarter of the fifth hour, Yan Qingyi asked Eunuch Li to summon He Xian into the palace.

He Xian stood beside the dragon and bowed his hands in salute, "I see your Majesty."

Yan Qingyi lay on her side on the bed, holding her head in her left hand, and said, "I am a little tired, come and give me a massage."

He Xian was startled, "Your Majesty, you should let your maid come... This minister can't go beyond the rules."

"My patience is limited." After Yan Qingyi finished speaking, she closed her eyes.

He Xian sighed secretly, knelt on the edge of the bed, flinched and stretched to her lap, and as soon as he touched it, he shrank back.

The current Yan Qingyi, only wearing a beige gauze, two long white jade legs, was fully exposed in front of He Xian.

He Xian looked dry and his skin was hot.

Yan Qingyi was a little annoyed when he saw that he had not massaged herself for a long time, "Why, can't you hear what I said?"

"Yes." He Xian nodded, and finally put his hand on her jade leg. Even through the gauze, he could feel the delicate skin and tender touch.

He Xian's blood was bursting, and he tried his best to hold back the restless feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to look at her legs any longer, and simply turned his head to other places.

Yan Qingyi opened her eyes, glanced at him, the corner of her mouth raised a sinister arc, and then closed her beautiful eyes.

"Don't be so shy, you will marry me in a few days, and you will be my concubine in the future. Now I just let you get acquainted first, so that you won't be at a loss when you come."

"Your Majesty, I still don't understand, I have done so many wrong things, why do you still want to be a minister?"

"Didn't I say it long ago? I like you, so I want you to be my concubine."

To put it well, it is a concubine, and to put it badly, it is a male pet.

He Xian is a dignified man, but he doesn't want to be talked about as Yan Qingyi's favorite boy!

But the boat is done, even if He Xian is not happy, there is no way.

Yan Qingyi opened her eyes, sat up, grabbed He Xian and pressed him on the bed. The next moment, she rolled over and rode on top of him.

He Xian was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, you..."

"Don't talk." Yan Qingyi pressed against him, her slender fingers sliding on his face, and her eyes were even more charming, "He Xian, you should be lucky to be me, otherwise your head has already fallen to the ground!"

"I am very grateful to Your Majesty for not killing him, but Your Majesty, are you sure you want to do this?" He Xian looked at her and was at a loss for a while.

"Naturally." Yan Qingyi answered neatly and didn't give him any chance to refuse.

Yan Qingyi smiled coquettishly, got up and took off the bed tent, then lay down beside He Xian.