Chapter 655 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (74)

There was deathly silence in Weiyang Palace.

The attendant couldn't help but raise his head to look at Wen Xian. After seeing his appearance clearly, his body shook violently, and then he immediately lowered his head.

The beauty in snow clothes had an expressionless face.

Veins popped up on his long white fingers, and the tea cup he held in his hand was broken, with a few traces of blood mixed in it.

The attendant spoke tremblingly and persuaded: "Fengjun, after all, your majesty is a woman. There are three thousand beauties in the harem. It is natural to summon the queen. Don't take it too seriously..."

"go out."

A cold voice sounded, tempering the coldness of ice and snow.

The attendant slipped away as if relieved.

Wen Xian sat there for a long time, motionless, his whole body seemed to be frozen into an ice sculpture. He murmured: "Is this a matter of course?"

"No, Ji Lan, I am willing to accompany you to make trouble, but it does not mean that there can be a third person between us."

He shook off the fragments of the tea cup on his hand, took a handkerchief and wiped it casually, then pressed it on the wound, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, without even frowning.

…

Yaohua Palace.

An Zixuan had already bathed in incense and washed himself, and was lying on the bed. He was wearing a gauze dress as thin as cicada's wings, and he struck an alluring pose.

Fu Yue, who had just arrived hungry to prepare for dinner, was led to An Zixuan's bedroom by the attendants in confusion.

Then I saw this eye-catching scene in front of me.

"..."

The corner of Fu Yue's lips twitched, she turned sideways, raised her hand to touch her lips, coughed slightly, and said: "I haven't had dinner yet, Sir An will put on his clothes first... don't catch a cold. "

Finished.

Fu Yue turned around and left, as if there was a ghost chasing her behind her. She walked so fast that she almost failed to maintain her cold and noble image.

An Zixuan was thrown on the bed: "..."

He had a resentful face and was crying.

Although he was full of resentment, An Zixuan still put on his clothes and went out to have dinner with Fu Yue without acting like a monster again.

Fu Yue's meal was tasteless.

There is no other reason.

Just because there was a man sitting opposite her who kept flirting and ogling her and thought he was very attractive.

The empress' hand holding the chopsticks paused, her fair forehead twitched, and a forced smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Fu Yue: "..."

She endures.

An Zixuan continued to wink at her.

Fu Yue: "..."

It wouldn't matter if this person looked like Chang Wenxian, she still managed to do this, after all, beauty should not be let down.

But An Zixuan looks really plain.

How bland is it?

…If she were a man she wouldn’t be able to get up.

?_?☆

After finishing the meal.

Fu Yue took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips elegantly, lowering her curled eyelashes and said, "Is Zixuan going to report something to me today?"

She was reminded like this.

An Zixuan instantly remembered his main purpose today. Just as he was about to speak, he looked at several attendants around him, cleared his throat, and said with an air of dignity: "You go down first, I and Your Majesty have important matters. talk over."

The attendant retreated as instructed.

An Zixuan hurriedly took out the pile of letters from a hidden compartment and presented them to Fu Yue respectfully.

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows.

He raised his long white fingers to hold the letters, flipping through them and reading them ten lines at a time.

She flipped through the pages quickly.

Fu Yue became more and more surprised as she read it, until after reading it, her expression became slightly complicated.