My queen is still pure

Chapter 35

"Eh? Alright... I'll go first, you guys don't make trouble anymore." Yan Youyou was taken aback, and glanced at Qianye's uneasy expression, it was indeed a bit ugly, so she had no choice but to nod half-believingly, and walked out.

"Yuyou, remember to wait for me to find you." Yan Wushang looked at her back and still didn't forget to shout, for fear that she might not remember.Yan Youyou rolled her eyes, no matter how much she forgot, she would never forget that he would come to her place every day for dinner.

So he didn't even turn his head, turned his back to him and shook his hands to show that he heard it. Yan Wushang stood at the door watching her movements, and smiled dotingly, his amorous eyes were filled with tenderness, like roses. Her pink lips were lifted up, and under the sun, that handsome face seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of golden light, as real as it was an illusion.

The servants standing outside the door were all stunned. They couldn't believe that this was Yan Wushang, who usually didn't even show a smile, and exuded a dark and cold aura. His dark eyes were full of excitement all the time. Full of cruel, bloodthirsty emperors...

In the evening, Yan Wushang came on time. Yan Youyou had already asked Chu Xia to prepare another pair of bowls and chopsticks. After he arrived, he could sit down and eat immediately. This is also his privilege. You can eat anywhere.

It's a pity that he just likes to come to her. Those women in the deep palace who complain every day are looking forward to him going to have a meal with them every day, but she doesn't look forward to it every day, so he always runs here.

Could it be that what God deliberately arranged backfired?

Unknowingly, Yan Youyou sighed, Yan Wushang put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at her, "Yuyou, what's on your mind? You'll be frowning even after eating."

Could it be because he fought with Qianye today?Is she feeling sorry for him?Thinking of this, Yan Wushang's face became gloomy in an instant, and his eyes were a little sad.

"It's okay, it's just... Wushang, if you have time, you can go sit in the womb of those concubines in the harem, um... I mean, you can also go to have a meal or..." Yan Youyou didn't know what to do. How to say, stammering and unable to say a word to express my meaning.

He is an emperor, although the harem can be determined according to his whims, but he can't always be like this. In the past three years since he took the throne, he has hardly been to other women's bedroom, no!It should have never happened at all.

Presumably the ministers in the court have not once or twice asked him to have an heir, but he would use various means to suppress it every time, so that now as long as someone mentions this aspect, he will Going directly to the court, which caused the ministers a lot of headaches.

Thinking of the fact that her father came to see her in the palace two days ago, she was quite surprised. Ever since she transmigrated into this body, she had never seen this father come to see her. Enter, maybe... He doesn't want to see this daughter at all.

But according to Yan Youyou's own memory, she still has an impression of this father.

When that shrewd, overweight middle-aged man stepped over the threshold, her first impression was that he was old and cunning. Although he had a smile on his face, for some reason, what he gave her was Such a feeling.

"My lord, please pay respects to the Empress Dowager, all blessings to the Empress Dowager." When Yan Quan saw Yan Youyou sitting in the upper seat, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed, his voice was old but still loud and full of strength.

"Father, they are all from my family, no need." Yan Youyou quickly stood up, walked in front of the prime minister three steps at a time, and kindly helped her nominal father.

"You'er, it's hard for you in this deep palace." Yan Quan didn't pretend anymore, he stood up directly, held Yan Youyou's hand, looked at her lovingly, his tone was distressed and heavy, but In Yan Youyou's eyes, he could clearly see no trace of yearning.

She hasn't figured out the details of the prime minister yet, so of course she won't expose it foolishly. Since he is acting, then she will accompany him to act and see what the purpose of his trip is.

"Father, You'er is not suffering, how are you doing?" Yan Youyou's eyes turned red suddenly, tears were already rolling in them, she looked pitiful, her voice trembled slightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

"Father is getting old, and will retire in a few years, but you, poor child, stay alone in this deep palace. The emperor...how does he treat you?" Yan Quan smiled, with a smile on his face. His wrinkles are all tangled together, his temples are turning white, he is indeed old, if you just look at it like this, he is indeed a kind old man, but the flashes of light flashing in those scheming eyes make Yan Youyou dare not underestimate him , especially when he mentioned Yan Wushang's treatment of her, his eyes were even brighter.

It was only then that Yan Youyou realized that...it had something to do with Yan Wushang.

She didn't answer in a hurry, she led Yan Quan to the table and sat down, picked up the teacup on the table, poured tea for Yan Quan, raised her eyes and said to the frowning Yan Quan: "Father, drink tea first, We haven't seen each other for a long time, don't worry."

Her voice was crisp and sweet, so pure that no one could find any suspicious flaws, especially those eyes that were quick to see the end, and the doubt that had just risen in Yan Quan's heart was suppressed again.

"You'er, Dad is here on an urgent schedule, so don't bother." Yan Quan glanced at her poured tea, but didn't reach for it, but looked anxiously at the woman opposite with a relaxed face.

"Oh? Daddy hasn't seen my daughter for so long, don't you even drink a cup of tea?" Yan Youyou smiled lightly, her bright red lips were like blooming flowers, bright and beautiful, exuding charm all over her body Confused lazy breath.

Yan Quan was stunned for a moment, and looked Yan Youyou up and down. This is her daughter. Although she was thinner than before, how could he admit that she was a real person.

But why did he feel that Yan Youyou in front of him was not like the submissive daughter before, but instead had a fierce aura, suppressing him invisibly, as if under her nose, controlling his every move, every little thought.

"Hehe, You'er, that's not what dad meant, it's just... well, the emperor has never visited a concubine in the harem for three years, and he still doesn't have a single heir, which makes us courtiers at a loss as to what to do." .” Yan Quan sighed, and there was a taste of hatred in his tone.

(End of this chapter)