Chapter 618 Sitting on the Throne and the Beauty (37)

Chu Xiange's tone was a little excited, and he couldn't suppress the excitement. Even the porcelain face of the shy and beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth was slightly red.

Most people simply cannot resist such a beautiful attack.

But is Fu Yue an ordinary person?

The boss's thinking has always been different.

The noble and elegant Her Majesty the Queen replied straightforwardly, "Well, because you are the prettiest one, and Fengjun--" She also compared your portrait with her own, and as a result, you were completely ruined. .

After seeing Wen Xian's face clearly.

The second half of Fu Yue's sentence was stuck in her throat, "???"

This man's face was so dark that he could almost drip with water.

what happened again?

Wen Xian stood up with a loud sound.

The dark clothes were like thick ink, vast and mysterious, and his fingers became whiter and whiter, revealing the luster of cold jade, making people want to touch it.

The beauty's cold gaze fell over her, and two hard words came out from her thin lips.

"Resign."

After finishing speaking, he heard the string and fluttered his sleeves and left.

Chu Xiange also looked at Feng Jun, who was rumored to be unfavored, and a hint of envy flashed across his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.

No matter if you are favored or not.

At least, he was her legitimate husband.

Chu Xiange tentatively spoke: "Your Majesty, Fengjun seems to be angry. Do you want to comfort him and don't hurt the relationship between you..."

The tone was slightly white.

The trick of using retreat to advance is used with great proficiency.

Just like boys can't identify green tea, Fu Yue, the self-proclaimed bitch-detecting expert, still can't identify creatures like green arrows.

Originally, Fu Yue was still reflecting on what she had done to make the Buddha angry again, but now she heard Chu Xiange's words.

Fu Yue's temper suddenly rose.

The Empress stared at the direction Wen Xian was leaving, her thin lips curved in a cold arc, and said lightly: "It's not necessary. I and Feng Jun are so different in appearance, so how can we talk about feelings."

Fu Yue felt a little irritable in her heart.

It doesn't please anyone.

She glanced at Chu Xiange, then stretched out her hand to pinch the center of her eyebrows, and asked in a calm tone: "You haven't left for so long. Do you have something to report to me?"

Chu Xiange knelt down again, opening and closing like rouge-stained lips, "Xiange is pleased with His Majesty, and is willing to serve as a slave. He does not ask for any status, but only seeks a place by His Majesty's side."

Suddenly I received a wave of affectionate confessions.

Fu Yue: "???"

Big boss doubts.

Her Majesty the Empress, who has a sensitive and suspicious temperament, obviously didn't believe it. She shook her head slightly, as if facing a mischievous child, and smiled slightly: "This is your first time meeting me, how can you have deep feelings for me?"

"I don't believe it. I just heard this as a joke. Don't mention it again in the future."

There is something sharp about the emperor's beauty.

His words were also to the point, showing no mercy.

Chu Xiange shook his head stubbornly.

The young man's beautiful eyebrows opened into a smile, and what appeared in his eyes was pure joy, without any impurities.

"Xian Ge didn't lie."

"To be honest with Your Majesty, Xian Ge was unwilling to enter the palace before. I didn't want to be restrained in the palace like a bird with broken wings. I even thought about how to lose the election today, but the moment I saw Your Majesty , I changed my mind."

Chu Xiange's eyebrows were gentle and caring.

"I want to accompany His Majesty, even if this choice goes against my original beliefs..."

In the name of love, draw the ground as a prison.

I am willing to tie myself up in a cocoon and walk into this gorgeous cage.