I asked you to save the villain, not to take him as your wife!

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

After entering the imperial study, Wen Qi immediately saluted the emperor in standard posture.

Compared to those protagonists of time-travel novels, Wen Qi Shouli doesn't look like a time traveler.

But he thought that what he did was right.

After all, this is a world where imperial power is supreme.

The slightest disrespect on his part could bring disaster upon himself.

When facing someone who can decide your life and death, it is very necessary to be low-key and obedient.

"Get up." The emperor glanced at Wen Qi below and spoke in a flat tone.

Wen Qi stood up from the ground without making any other unnecessary movements, nor did he speak.

There was a brief silence in the imperial study room.

After a long while, the emperor realized that Wen Qi was indeed not going to speak, so he coughed lightly.

Wen Qi raised his eyes and looked over, still without saying anything.

emperor:"……"

You have no sense at all!

"Xiao Liu, do you know what's happening in the court recently?" The emperor stood up from behind the desk and slowly walked towards Wen Qi.

Wen Qi didn't immediately associate the name Xiao Liu with himself.

Xiaoliu and the like are just weird.

It would be better to call him Lao Liu!

Oh, forget it. It seems that calling him Lao Liu is not much better.

Yu shook his head in his heart, and Wen Qi immediately said respectfully: "Father, you know me well. I like to eat and drink the most. I don't understand the affairs of the court."

Hearing Wen Qi describing him as a waste, the emperor's eyes flashed with envy.

He couldn't even imagine how comfortable it was to just eat and drink every day, not having to worry about anything and going to bed early.

Before calling Wen Qi over, the emperor was still somewhat hesitant about his thoughts.

But now, the emperor's mind is extremely firm.

He gets up early and goes to bed late every day, and he really can't stand seeing people being so leisurely.

"Xiao Liu, I called you here because I have an errand for you to do." The emperor said straight to the point.

"Ah?" Wen Qi pretended to be a little confused.

"Why, you don't want to?" The emperor glared at him.

Wen Qi hurriedly explained: "Father, it's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that I'm not talented enough and I'm afraid I can't do it."

Wen Qi paused and continued, "But the royal brothers are all smart and capable. Father, why don't you let them come?"

As soon as Wen Qi finished speaking, several laughs were heard in the imperial study.

It's hard to tell whether this laughter was out of joy or anger.

As it turns out, I wasn't that angry at all.

But I'm not very happy about it.

"I haven't even told you what the mission is, but you're busy refusing it." The emperor's voice showed no emotion.

Wen Qi thought for two seconds, then asked, "What is the mission that Father mentioned?"

Although he didn't want to get involved in the fight among other princes, it was obviously not something he could refuse just because he wanted to.

"You are the only one who can do this job," said the emperor.

Wen Qi's face turned slightly blue.

Is she asking him to get married or something?

He has already sacrificed all his time to complete the mission. If he is asked to sacrifice himself again, Wen Qi will quit.

There's nothing you can do about selling yourself.

The emperor admired Wen Qi's pale face for two seconds, and then he didn't keep him in suspense anymore.

"The Qi delegation will arrive soon, and you are the one who will be responsible for receiving them," said the emperor.

Hearing this, Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

If you don't ask him to get married, then everything can be discussed.

Then, Wen Qi thought carefully about what the emperor had just said.

The Qi State delegation...

Isn't this his adopted mother's family?

Seeing that Qi was lost in thought, the emperor spoke slowly again: "I will leave the matter of receiving the Qi delegation to you. I know you have no experience, so I will let the Honglu Temple assist you."

Now that things have come to this, how could Wen Qi refuse?

"Yes, your son obeys your command." Wen Qi immediately saluted with his fists.

When Wen Qi bowed and accepted the order, his brows furrowed slightly.

When the emperor saw this, he felt relieved.

This is right.

He should assign some work to his sixth son.

Otherwise, seeing him being so leisurely every day, it really makes people jealous just thinking about it.

As a father, he is busy every day. As a son, isn't it too much for him to share the burden?

If Wen Qi knew what the emperor was thinking, he would probably be speechless.

This may be the so-called double standard.

In the plot, the other princes of the Yuan Dynasty fought for the throne, which made the emperor extremely unhappy and often furious.

Whenever a prince performed well, he would arouse the emperor's fear and displeasure.

But when it came to him, he was unwilling to do the job, but the emperor insisted on forcing it into his hands.

The throne makes father and son no longer like father and son, and blood relatives more like enemies.

But thinking about the reasons why he wanted to sit in that position, Wen Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Being in the royal family, sometimes you really can't help but fight.

If someone could guarantee that after he took the throne, they would not purge him, and would protect Wei Ji, and would not let Wei Ji end up being torn into pieces by five horses, would Wen Qi be able to willingly withdraw from the team fighting for the throne?

He might be willing.

But it is more likely that he has doubts about this promise.

This may also be a disadvantage of smart people.

I am unwilling to entrust my life to the mercy of others.

After hearing that Qi had taken on the task of receiving the Qi delegation, the imperial study fell silent again for a short time.

After waiting for a while, the emperor still didn't ask him to leave, so Wen Qi had to take the initiative to speak:

"Does your Majesty have any other instructions? If not, please excuse me and I will leave first."

The emperor glanced at Wen Qi.

"Are you in a hurry?" the emperor asked in a faint tone.

"The truth is that I have no experience in receiving diplomatic envoys, so I want to go to the Honglu Temple to ask for some advice." Wen Qi supplemented.

It is said that serving the king is like serving a tiger. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this statement.

Anyway, Wen Qi now feels that his cheap father is quite moody.

After hearing Wen Qi's explanation, the emperor nodded with satisfaction.

But then, his face became stern again.

"How many days have you not visited your mother?" the emperor suddenly asked.

"About four or five days." Wen Qi chose to tell the truth.

"Then do you know that your mother has been unwell recently?" the emperor continued to ask with a stern face.

Wen Qi's eyes widened slightly.

No, really?

Wen Qi was a little suspicious.

His mother, however, is a very generous person.

The weather is getting hotter, why do I suddenly feel unwell?

Could it be that he was poisoned?

"My mother is not feeling well. Have you asked the imperial physician to treat her?" Wen Qi asked as he urged the system in his mind to check on Concubine Shu's current condition.

Soon, a picture appeared in Wen Qi's mind.

When he saw it, the corners of his mouth twitched.