Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

Receiving Yan Tinglan's threatening gaze, Luo Tianxing's eyes darkened and he saluted, "Student Luo Tianxing pays respects to the Emperor and the Empress."

My cousin has already entered the palace, so the only person who is close to her and speaks and acts intimately with her is the emperor.

Zhu Fuli nodded at him calmly, pulled Yan Tinglan's hand, and said, "Let's go."

Yan Tinglan retracted his gaze and said, "Get up."

After entering the box, Yan Tinglan held her in his arms, "Ali, who is he?"

"He's the grandson of my grandmother's half-brother, so we're not related."

"He likes you." Yan Tinglan still saw the joy, excitement and eagerness in his eyes, even though he disappeared quickly.

"I don't like him." Zhu Fuli turned around and looked into his eyes, "Don't be jealous."

"I'm not jealous, I just don't like the way he looks at you." It was as if Ali was already in his pocket.

"I don't like it either." Before Zhu Fuli entered the palace, he pursued her madly, and he continued to pester her even after she rejected him many times.

"Before me, has Ali ever liked anyone else?" He held her hand and kissed her face.

"No." Zhu Fuli nestled lazily in his arms.

She once thought that she would not like anyone, but when he broke in forcefully, she was panicked, but then she let things take their course, looking at the tenderness and affection in his eyes, and from then on she became addicted step by step.

The night he confessed, she told herself not to believe him intellectually, but she inexplicably sided with him emotionally.

She was always calm, but she lost her mind that night.

Yan Chengfeng was brought to Zuixiangju by the secret guards. He pushed the door open, called out "Father, Emperor, and Mother, Empress", then climbed onto a chair and sat down. He picked up the herbal tea on the table and gulped it down.

Zhu Fuli looked at him and asked, "Are you having fun?"

"Happy." Carefree, happy no matter how you play.

After dinner, Yan Tinglan took her and Yan Chengfeng back to the palace.

After washing up, Yan Tinglan hugged her and said, "I'll massage your legs so they won't be sore tomorrow."

Zhu Fuli stretched out her legs and put them on his legs, "Rub it."

Hearing her impolite tone, Yan Tinglan smiled. He loved the way she was not polite to him.

Maybe it was because the strength in his hands was just right, and her calves were warm from rubbing, and Zhu Fuli fell asleep with her eyes closed.

After massaging her, Yan Tinglan held her in his arms, hugged her and closed his eyes.

On the day of the coronation ceremony, Zhu Fuli wore a bright red gilded phoenix robe and climbed the stairs with her hands on her belly, the jade tassel on her forehead swaying gently.

Behind him, a flowing red-gold color was trailing.

On both sides, officials saluted.

As she walked up the long steps, Yan Tinglan, wearing an imperial crown, came down to greet her.

The Queen Mother looked a little surprised and hesitated to speak, but finally sighed and let him go.

All the officials looked at him sideways.

Yan Tinglan strode down, stretched out his hand to her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes were filled with addictive tenderness, "Ali, I'll take you up together."

Zhu Fuli glanced at him sideways, a smile spreading in her eyes, and the jade tassels touched the crown on his forehead, making a pleasant sound.

She stretched out her hand and placed it in his palm.

He held it and led her up step by step.

When they reached the last step of the long staircase, all the officials bowed and said, "Long live the emperor! Long live the empress!"

Yan Tinglan turned his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of lingering stars that made people intoxicated, "I promised Ah Li that we would hold hands with the country and love each other for a lifetime."

Zhu Fuli smiled slightly, and a smile and tenderness appeared in her usually cold eyes, "My heart is like yours, and I will not let you down."

Leading her back to Fengyi Palace, Yan Tinglan took off the heavy phoenix crown on her head and asked, "Is it heavy?"

"Heavy."

"I'll massage your neck and shoulders. You've worked hard, Ali."

Zhu Fuli raised her eyes to see his focused and serious expression, and her eyes softened.

Putting the phoenix crown aside, he took off the pearl hairpin for her, kissed her lips, and then gently rubbed the back of her neck.

She leaned against his chest, feeling his slow, steady heartbeat, her heartbeat slightly irregular.

In just one month, she let someone into her heart and gave him her true heart.

Yan Tinglan took off her outer robe, pinched her shoulders, and then held her in his arms to remove her makeup.

Seeing her obediently closing her eyes and letting him do what he wanted on her face, Yan Tinglan touched her cheek, then smiled and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Ali got up so early today, are you sleepy?"

"Sleepy." She fluttered her eyelashes and opened her eyes.

He poured a cup of warm tea with one hand and handed it to her lips, "Take a couple of sips to moisten your throat."

Zhu Fuli took two sips and then pushed the teacup to his lips.

Yan Tinglan finished drinking with a smile, then carried her to the bed and kissed her cheek.

The fragrance filled his heart and led him to sink into it.

After kissing her lips, he said, "Ali, take a rest. I will go to handle government affairs."

She reached out, put her arms around his neck, kissed his lips, and said with a smile, "Go ahead."

Yan Tinglan's breath was slightly disordered, and he kissed her heavily, "Wait for me to come back."

"Ah."

Yan Tinglan went out and saw Yan Chengfeng walking towards this side. He bent down and took him into his arms, "I'll take you to the imperial study."

"I don't want to go to the imperial study! I want to see my mother!" Yan Chengfeng struggled in his arms.

"Your mother is tired, be obedient." He slapped Yan Chengfeng on the butt.

A crisp "pop" sound was heard.

Yan Chengfeng's face immediately turned red. His fake father actually spanked him. How shameful! !

Just hit him, there are so many people around!

Yan Tinglan didn't care what he felt. As soon as they arrived at the imperial study, he threw him onto a chair next to him and sat down to review memorials.

"Zhang Yuanlu, go and call Wei Anqing over."

"Yes."

Yan Tinglan threw a letter in front of Yan Chengfeng and said, "Take a look."

Yan Chengfeng lowered his head and saw the memorial in front of him. His body was a little stiff. "Father, you want me to see the memorial?"

"Well, take a look." Yan Tinglan continued to take the memorial at hand and read it.

"But father, I am only four years old and have just started learning. I can't even recognize all the characters."

"If your words become popular, don't hide your shortcomings."

It was the first time that the fake father called him by his name, and even called him by his full name and surname, which made Yan Chengfeng a little flustered.

"I know you are different from ordinary people. When you can stand on your own in the future, I will take your mother away."

"You mean to let your son be the crown prince?!" Yan Chengfeng was horrified.

"Well, you don't want to be one?" Yan Tinglan glanced at him, then said, "You have to be one even if you don't want to."

He asked Ali yesterday, and Ali said it was up to him to decide.

"But you love your mother the most, don't you? When your mother gives birth to a younger brother, you should make him the crown prince."

"We'll talk about the future later, when you don't want to be the position anymore. It's okay if you don't want to be the position now. I will force you to learn anyway." He could have stepped down a few years earlier.

Words become wind and the heart is in turmoil.

"You tested me before, and I am indeed not your biological father."

Yan Chengfeng suddenly looked up with fear in his eyes. It was different between knowing it himself and having it pointed out to him.

"I'm just telling you that the fatherly love you want doesn't exist in my life. I'm only kind to you because your mother likes you."

"So, where is my father?"

"He's dead. He begged me to come back." Yan Tinglan flipped open another memorial. "If you want to see his body, I'll have someone take you there."

"Then who are you?"

"Who am I?" Yan Tinglan smiled, "Yan Tingyuan and I are twins. Maybe you should call me uncle."