As soon as An Yi packed up her things, Feng Qingchen strode in and hugged An Yi affectionately from behind: "I was thinking about moving in at night, but I didn't expect you to move in! It's great!"
Anyi turned around, put her hands on his waist, and looked up at him: "What if you wake up early tomorrow morning and drive me away?"
Feng Qingchen frowned: "He dares! Come, come and take a look!"
Feng Qingchen pulled An Yi to the desk. On the desk, there were several letters lined up, all in Feng Qingchen's handwriting. An Yi opened them and found that they were divided into eight envelopes according to the eight functions.
An Yi was startled: "This is"
"He was afraid that I would change his decision, so he marked it out. Since he can think of this method, I can also use this method to communicate with him. The first thing is not to expel you tomorrow. go out!"
Feng Qingchen took some good rice paper, polished the ink, and carefully recorded what she and An Yi had said and done together in the past few nights, bit by bit, in great detail. Finally, she expressed that she wanted An Yi to live in In his palace, it was in exchange for these eight letters.
Feng Qingchen put the letter in the largest envelope and placed it with the eight letters.
"He will agree!" Feng Qingchen said.
An Yi thought of many ways, but never expected that it would go so smoothly, so he rested peacefully.
Early the next morning, An Yi opened her eyes suddenly and saw a figure sitting next to her, staring straight at her.
An Yi frowned slightly and shouted: "Husband?"
Feng Qingchen frowned coldly.
"Your Majesty!" An Yi immediately changed his words, sat up and saluted slightly, "Your Majesty, do you have something to say to me?"
Feng Qingchen frowned: "You are so haunted that you even chased me to my bedroom!"
An Yi said with a smile: "The one who lingers first is the Emperor. It was the Emperor who chased me to my palace first. I just felt that the Emperor had to take care of everything. Such tossing around during the day and night is really too stressful, so it's not as good as me Move it here, it will save time and effort!"
Feng Qingchen raised the letter in his hand: "Is this your idea too?"
An Yi shook his head: "It's you at night let's call him Thirteen, so it's easier to distinguish him!"
An Yi said with a smile: "This is my thirteenth husband's idea. He said that he can agree to everything in your eight letters. In exchange, he only asks you to agree to this one thing!"
"Thirteenth Husband?" Feng Qingchen frowned coldly, why is this title so disturbing?
"Since we know that you are different from him, calling him this way will make it easier to distinguish him!" An Yi said, "Your Majesty has also read the letter. Do you want to agree?"
Feng Qingchen asked in a deep voice: "What if I don't agree? I hate other people's threats the most!"
An Yi smiled: "This is not a threat from others, it is a threat from the Emperor to yourself!"
Feng Qingchen¡¯s eyes darkened: ¡°Isn¡¯t it thanks to your gift?¡±
Seeing him like this, An Yi knew that he was deeply troubled and said softly: "I'm afraid the emperor has forgotten that when you were willing to hand over the dragon's breath, you didn't have such a clear personality between two people. I believe At that moment, the most real thought in the emperor's heart was that he liked me, was willing to be with me, and was willing to save little Lanfu!"
Feng Qingchen closed her eyes coldly and said in a deep voice, "That is the most regretful thing I have ever done!"
An Yi knew that Feng Qingchen and Feng Shisan were now completely separated, so she didn't blame him for saying such heart-wrenching words, and smiled slightly: "But it was because of that moment that the emperor gave me the courage to stay! "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com