Chapter 642 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (61)

Seeing Wen Xian looking at him, He Luo hesitated but walked over and saluted Wen Xian, "See Feng Jun."

Wen Xian just glanced at him coldly.

After saying yes.

He left in a hurry without any intention of talking to him.

Yes, according to Wen Xian's temper.

It was already very difficult for him to hold back from cutting this man.

He Luo looked at the direction Wen Xian left with a sense of disappointment. Thinking of His Majesty's attitude towards him, a bitter self-mockery emerged in his heart.

Your Majesty is not even willing to touch him...

But if you think about it carefully, yes, there is Fengjun Zhuyu in front of you.

How could His Majesty fall in love with his handsome appearance?

He Luo suddenly smiled again.

The young man's beautiful eyes are reflected in the light golden sunlight, and the bottom of his eyes is soft.

He shouldn't expect too much.

Your Majesty is now willing to favor him on the surface.

That's enough, really.

…

Fu Yue in Chaoyang Palace on the other side.

She sneezed uncharacteristically and fell silent.

The last sentence came.

"Someone must be scolding me!"

The boss has no idea how much debt he has incurred.

But even if you know it.

She must also be thinking very unscrupulously.

Sure enough, being too good-looking is also a mistake~

Fu Yue was stealing half a day of free time, playing with parrots in his palace.

This little guy was offered as an offering from a foreign country.

Very spiritual.

So much fun.

This parrot is also very beautiful. The tail of its feathers is colorful and bright. It is soft to the touch and feels great.

Fu Yue was immersed in the pleasure of playing with the parrot.

She named the parrot Fei Fei because it has a round head and is very cute. When she touches its head, its eyes will narrow into slits, as if it is smiling.

Fu Yue snapped her fingers at Feifei.

"Come, call your Majesty and listen."

The colorful parrot glanced at her, and then moved his eyes away with nobility and coldness.

Don't want to talk to her.

Fu Yue: "...I want to eat roasted bird."

The parrot's feathers exploded, its head made a big turn, and it immediately turned towards Fu Yue, spitting out two words with a strange accent.

"Beauty~"

Fu Yue: "!!"

Unexpectedly, this dead bird is quite discerning.

The boss was instantly delighted.

She swelled.

Just when Fu Yue was playing with the bird, Li Fu ran in again, shouting: "Your Majesty, Feng Jun is outside asking for an audience."

"Look -"

Fu Yue fiddled with the bird for a moment.

There was a slight silence for a while.

The empress' cold and melodious voice spoke: "Let him come in."

Four words without any emotion.

This made Li Fu silently light a candle for Wen Xian in his heart.

Fengjun, Fengjun.

Wish yourself luck.

…

As soon as Wen Xian entered, he saw Fu Yue playing with the parrot. His eyes were in a trance, and he was a little greedy for the peace at this time.

He couldn't help but stop.

The clear black and white eyes stared at Fu Yue quietly.

Fu Yue turned her head. She was about to say something to Wen Xian, but after seeing Wen Xian's face, her words got stuck in her throat.

Her expression became extremely strange.

What big pineapple is this guy doing?

Makeup? Put on makeup!

Hahahahahahahahahaha.

The corners of Fu Yue's beautiful lips twitched, and they were about to bend into a strange arc, but she pressed them down again.

Hold it in, don't laugh.

If you laugh out loud at this time.

It's really weird.

To be fair, Wen Xian still looks good like this, no worse than usual.

It's just a bit feminine.