Chapter 621 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (40)

Fu Yue took the robe in Li Fu's hand and put it on her body. She looked at An Zixuan condescendingly and decided his fate with a single word.

"Shijun An, I have committed a crime and committed a disobedience before the Holy Emperor. I drag him down and imprison him in the Yaohua Palace. He will be detained for three months. Don't let him come to me casually again... I'm looking at this face. Annoying."

Fu Yue raised her hand to hold her forehead. She had a terrible headache, and her eyes and brows were full of impatience.

An Zixuan's boyish heart was broken into pieces, and he couldn't even put them together.

"Ji Lan, are you really so cruel to me?"

Fu Yue's attitude was too cold and completely different from Ji Lan in An Zixuan's impression.

Fantasy shattered.

An Zixuan couldn't accept such a contrast for a while, and was confused. His eyes were in a trance, and the image of Ji Lan lying in a pool of blood in his previous life gradually emerged, but still smiling.

I don’t know where the strength comes from.

An Zixuan actually broke away from the two guards and rushed straight towards Fu Yue. He originally wanted to hug her arm, but Fu Yue dodged it with quick eyes and hands.

He opened his robe and stretched out his long legs.

Fu Yue kicked him directly, a neat and crisp kick that made the handsome man's face look bloody.

It's a pity that the feet are not back.

Fu Yue: "..."

Her crimson lips twitched, and she stared at An Zixuan, who was hugging her leg tightly, with ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past in her mind.

Can't you get rid of this dog-skin plaster?

Fu Yue took a deep breath and said, "Let go."

An Zixuan hugged Fu Yue's legs tightly and wouldn't let go even if he was beaten to death. He opened and closed his mouth as if he was in a nightmare, and kept repeating these words.

"Do you blame me? Blame me for killing you in my previous life, so you treat me so badly in this life..."

An Zixuan's eyes were a little hollow.

After realizing what this person was talking about, Fu Yue's eyes hardened.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, she struck An Zixuan on the shoulder, preventing him from saying anything more suspicious.

Fu Yue took a step back in disgust and waved his hand, "I'm afraid An Shijun is crazy and talking nonsense. Get him away from me."

"What an eyesore."

…

Fu Yue went directly to the side hall of Chaoyang Palace to sleep. Although it was a side hall, it was where the emperor lived after all. Someone cleaned it every day and replaced it with new sheets and bedding, ensuring that it could be occupied at any time.

When lying down.

Fu Yue put one hand behind her head, and the words An Zixuan just said came to mind, and a murderous intention flashed between her eyebrows.

Another rebirth?

The law is indeed a hot chick!

Wait, why did she add another word?

Fu Yue thought for a moment and finally decided to keep An Zixuan alive to see what other tricks he could come up with.

Since it's reborn...that's fun.

Fu Yue never expected it at this time.

The decision he made to save An Zixuan's life actually cheated him.

It's true that An Zixuan didn't cause any big troubles, but he was a good at sowing dissension and disturbed Fu Yue's harem.

It also caused her to almost die under someone.

Fu Yue regretted her mistake.

If she had known that this bullshit man like An Zixuan was so capable, she would have killed him with a sword the first time they met.

Once and for all, save trouble!

…

Weiyang Palace on the other side.

The bedroom window was open, and the bright moonlight poured in, reflecting the snow-like loneliness.

Wen Xian stood in front of the window, his long crow-green hair hanging down.