Chapter 387: Female Honor: I would like to be a minister under His Majesty's skirt (37)
Originally, when the First Princess selected these three beautiful teenagers, she mentioned it.
Like her, the female emperor of Feng Yuanguo loved beauty very much.
Pick a few beautiful servants and send them over, and the other party will definitely be very happy.
The eldest princess has also carefully selected, and they are all selected according to the preferences of the female emperor of Feng Yuanguo.
These three teenagers are indeed rare stunners. If it wasn't for the good relationship between the eldest princess and the queen of Feng Yuanguo, the eldest princess would not be willing to give these three beautiful servants away.
Now, the female official was surprised that the other party had actually returned it.
But he didn't say anything, he respectfully led the three young men away, and the maid closed the door by the way.
Qing Ye's eyes were cold and icy, obviously a little angry.
He put the girl back with a cold face and sat far away again.
With an expressionless face, he opened a jar of wine.
Feng Qian blinked his eyes.
"Isn't Ah Ye not a drinker?"
Qing Ye paused for a while, then glanced at the girl faintly, and said coldly, "Wei Chen has changed his mind, can't we?"
The tone was also somewhat alienated.
Feng Qian: "..."
She's... so tired.
The fragments of this plane are really difficult to coax, and they are very squeamish, and they get angry at every turn.
Still kind of hard to coax.
Qing Ye opened the wine jar, silently poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all at once, and then continued to fill the wine glass.
Feng Qian didn't know what the other party was angry about.
Obviously she didn't leave those three people behind.
Besides, she didn't arrange this by herself, and she was so confused.
But the fragments drank like this, so Feng Qian had to walk over tiredly and snatched the wine glass from the opponent's hand.
Qing Ye glanced at the girl faintly, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty would like to have a drink too?"
Feng Qian blinked and didn't answer.
Qing Ye lowered his eyes, snatched the wine glass from the girl's hand, and put the wine inside into his mouth.
The slender fingertips pinched the girl's chin and lifted it gently.
Bend your head down.
Pass all the wine to the girl.
Feng Qian choked, frowned, raised his hand and hugged the other's hand.
Qing Ye's eyes were stunned for a moment, and he was in a trance for a moment.
Then, his eyes suddenly softened again, and he held the girl pitifully.
The voice also softened.
"I'm sorry, wife."
"I was wrong……"
He just...
I can't control myself.
Just thinking about the possibility that those guys would approach, just thinking about the possibility that a girl would accept it, would get out of control, and out of mind.
Even if the other party promised, only him.
It's not that he doesn't trust girls, he just doesn't trust himself.
Humble because of love.
The anger was also inexplicable.
But after calming down, you will find that you are wrong.
It shouldn't be like this, and it shouldn't be drinking for girls.
Qing Ye said in a low voice, "If... if I'm not here, is it possible for the wife and master to accept them?"
He also wanted to ask...
If he hasn't expressed his intentions to the other party yet, will the other party...will accept it?
Thinking of this, there was only a child-like confusion in the boy's cold eyes.
Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and patted the back of the fragment.
Ugh.
Fragment is really a squeamish little princess, and she is always worried about gain and loss.
Feng Qian said seriously: "No. I said, you are the only one, and you are the only one. Didn't you also get rejected by me when you blocked me?"
Referring to the dark history of stuffing girls with people before, he lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.
He regretted it.
Regret for jamming the other party before.
Fortunately, the other party refused.
The girl's words always made him very happy.
only……
"Your Majesty really...won't you accept the harem?"
There is no such precedent in the past.
And which emperor is not three thousand in the harem.