Li Fu is completely groveling, not that he deliberately made this appearance, but in the face of this legendary Feng Jun, who is not favored, he is inexplicably a little cowardly.

Not to mention putting on a show, he didn't dare to look directly at Feng Jun's quiet and peaceful eyes, it was too clean and too indifferent.

Wen Xian raised his narrow eyes slightly, and looked at him coldly, "An Shijun? ”

He didn't seem to quite understand who this man was.

Li Fu's body became even more rickety, and he smiled, "It's the one from Yaohua Palace, the one An Guijun who was rejected by His Majesty a few days ago, and now he has been demoted." ”

Wen Xian put the book on the table, supported his head with his wrist, closed his eyes, curled eyelashes like a small fan, and said, "What is he doing...... Forget it, let him in. ”

Li Fu originally wanted to persuade Wen Xian to hang An Zixuan outside, but when he faced this person's clean and beautiful eyes, he felt that his mind was too dirty and despicable.

The eunuch went out in a huff.

An Zixuan, who had been waiting outside for a long time, was about to explode, and the anger in his heart had risen to a supreme point, at this time, watching Li Fu come over slowly, he resisted the urge to slap him, and still squeezed out a smile.

"How is it, did Feng Jun let me in?"

Li Fu snorted stupidly, and threw the dust on his arm, "Please, An Shijun." ”

It may be that he dislikes An Zixuan walking too slowly, and he urged with some dissatisfaction: "Feng Jun is waiting inside, you can hurry up." ”

An Zixuan grasped the key point, and at this time, he didn't care about what the attitude of this eunuch was, and hurriedly asked, "Feng Jun?" Smell the strings? And what about Your Majesty, where has Your Majesty gone? ”

Li Fu rolled his eyes, "Your Majesty is overworked and unwell, so you haven't gotten up yet." ”

That's too suggestive.

Anyway, An Zixuan understood in an instant, his face flushed, and he couldn't help but scold Wen Xian shamelessly in his heart, he was so charming and shameless to seduce His Majesty.

He picked up his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his face, and walked in with his head held high.

An Zixuan is still quite confident in himself.

This Feng Jun has always been unfavored, and he must be ugly, otherwise why would His Majesty dislike him so much.

That's right, although he has been in the palace for so long, An Zixuan has never seen this legendary Fengjun, or in other words, few people in the entire palace have seen Wen Xian's appearance.

How low-key is this Feng Jun?

He never attends all kinds of banquets, let alone any morning and dusk provinces, and it is said that he is sick in bed all the year round, as if there is no such person in the whole palace.

Soon arrived at the main hall.

After An Zixuan entered, his eyes were instantly attracted by the person sitting on the main seat.

The man was dressed in a snow pigment suit, his hair was loosely erected with a jade crown, and he was dressed up to the extreme, and when he looked closely, the cuffs of the snow coat were still embroidered with intricate dark lines.

Wen Xian was holding his head with his hands, and he couldn't see his specific appearance clearly from An Zixuan's angle, he could only vaguely see clearly, his skin was very white, and from a distance, it seemed to be covered with a layer of snowy cold.

An Zixuan stood in place in a daze, and did not salute, but looked at Wen Xian without blinking, he looked a little embarrassed at this time, like a funny clown.

Hearing the sound, Wen Xian put down his hand and turned his face slightly.

This stunning face is like a fairy.

It was exposed to An Zixuan's eyes without warning.