Fu Yue never figured it out.

When did this man come running?

What do those Guards do for food?

And the secret guard, is it too comfortable to live a life, and you can't even find out if someone sneaks into her dormitory?

……

The flowers were torn a little hard.

As a result, Her Majesty the Empress gorgeously warped another day's morning court.

The courtiers were used to it.

I understand, I understand, they all understand~

There are two for one, and there are three for two...... Your Majesty, this is an early morning addiction!

Sure enough, this head can't be opened.

The ministers packed up and went back to their respective homes, each looking for his own mother, and by the way, he was hypocritically chattering among his colleagues.

*

Chaoyang Palace.

Flower: "......"

Wilted flowers: "......"

A hoe goes down.

The whole flower trembled.

Suffering the ravages of the storm, the delicate petals grew redder, and the flower trembled and stretched out its branches to avoid the hoe, but unfortunately touched the cold touch.

Suddenly there is no love.

The flowers lay flat.

“……”

By the time Fu Yue was awake again, she had already changed her clothes, and her body was lightly refreshing, except that her body was not very comfortable, especially her weak waist.

Open your long, narrow eyes.

What can be seen in the eye is the angular side face of the string, and the sunlight shines in in small pieces, as if it is gilded with a golden halo, holy as a fairy.

Fu Yue: "......"

The shit of the fairy.

She had never seen such a worldly immortal!

Seeing that she was awake.

Wen Xian put down the book he was holding, turned his head and smiled at her, his voice was gentle, giving people the illusion that the years were quiet.

"Lan'er woke up?"

As he spoke, he came over and stretched out his hand to help Fu Yue up.

Fu Yue's eyes quickly shrank back, dodging the pair of white and slender hands, but unfortunately it was involved somewhere, and she frowned her narrow and delicate eyebrows in pain.

.

This damn dog man!

Wen Xian's hand froze in mid-air.

He didn't feel embarrassed, Shi Shiran took his hand back and tucked it in his sleeve, "It's not too early, Your Majesty should also get up and eat, and I will serve Your Majesty to change clothes." ”

Fu Yue refused.

She stretched out her hand to support her forehead, "I want to be quiet, you go away!" ”

Wen Xian was silent for two seconds.

Youyou came and said, "Who is Jingjing?" ”

Fu Yue stared at Wen Xian with a murderous look.

Wen Xian's indifferent eyes paused for a moment, and he naturally turned his head and said, "I'll go and help Your Majesty get a piece of clothing." ”

Then, walked away.

Fu Yue: "......"

She rolled over.

He buried his head in a soft quilt.

I recalled frames of blushing and heartbeat images in my mind......

Fu Yue shook his head, shook off the waste in his head, and then frowned violently, and his narrow peach blossom eyes instantly became dangerous.

Smell the strings.

Despise the king.

Sin is unforgivable!

When Wen Xian came back with the clothes in his hand, he saw his majesty staring at him unkindly, and the beauty smiled slightly, and leaned over very unafraid of death.

"Why is Your Majesty looking at me like this?"

Fu Yue held the shelf, and glanced at him nobly and coldly, "Wen Xian, you must know that your behavior yesterday was a crime." ”

Wen Xian blinked, a look of regret crossed his eyes, his lips closed one by one, and muttered, "What ......did you do?"

Suddenly.

The beauty hooked her lips thoughtfully, and said, "The taste of this offense is wonderful, but it really makes me want to stop——"