One by one, crooked melons and cracked dates.

He really can't pick it out.

Wen Xian's eyes stared at the portraits in his hand, his thin lips pursed out an unpleasant arc, and he couldn't help but have a touch of doubt in his heart.

Is Ji Lan's taste so heavy?

Is this also delicious?

But when she thinks of An Zixuan's appearance, she can like it...... Wen Xian undoubtedly affirmed his conjecture just now, and the air pressure around his body was a little lower.

At last.

Wen Xian really picked out a few for Fu Yue.

In the words of Wen Da Beauty, it is barely able to get into the eyes, God knows how disgusted Wen Xian's expression was when he said this.

The man's slender fingers raised slightly, bent down and brought his face in front of Fu Yue, the distance was very close, as long as she raised her head slightly, she could touch the bridge of this person's tall nose, and she could almost see his thick and well-defined eyelashes.

Wen Xian directly pinched Fu Yue's chin.

Her Majesty the Empress: "??!! ”

Her eyes widened slightly, and many strange thoughts flashed through her mind.

Licentious!

Sleepy Sleepy Groove...... Does this man want to seduce me with a beauty trick?

Is I such a superficial person, how can I be tempted by a face, bold, and not let me put down your claws, can you pinch my noble chin?

Or is it —

You, think, want, plot, harm, me, and then plot to take my throne??

Seeing Fu Yue's face change and change, Wen Xian read her thoughts very strangely, and after being speechless for a while, he tightened his fingers, and a cold and pleasant voice came in Fu Yue's ears.

"I think that few of these men who are running for election are qualified, and if Your Majesty faces these people face every day...... You might as well look in the mirror yourself, so you may feel better. ”

Fu Yue automatically turned this passage into Wen Xian praising her for her good looks.

The big guy instantly had a dragon's heart.

Like a cat that has been smoothed, it shows a soft belly and makes a comfortable purr.

She raised her chin a little arrogantly, dodged the fingers that pinched her chin, touched her stunning little face, and snorted softly: "I know I look good, I still need to say it." ”

Wen Xian: "......"

Ji Lan became a little strange.

Fu Yue didn't raise his head and waved his hand towards Wen Xian, "I still have something to do, if Feng Jun is fine, go down first, I won't leave you." ”

It's obviously a throw-and-throw rhythm.

Wen Xian's narrow eyes twitched, he slapped the portraits on the table, and walked out expressionlessly.

Just as Wen Xian's feet were about to step out, the empress's lazy and luxurious voice sounded, smiling slightly, "On the day of the palace election, Feng Jun should not be absent." ”

Wen Xian almost didn't step on it steadily, the cold and waveless expression on his face was not maintained, he turned his head and glanced at Fu Yue coldly, and said with a smile: "Naturally." ”

This time it was Fu Yue's turn with a question mark on his face: "??? ”

I'm just saying it casually.

Feng Jun doesn't have to take it seriously.

……

On the other side, Yaohua Palace.

An Zixuan, who had been in a coma for two days, woke up.

His own master has been in a coma for so long, His Majesty has never come to see him once, and the palace attendants in Yaohua Palace are all extremely cold, except for a few heartfelt ones who also follow An Zixuan, the others have secretly run away and gone to other masters.

The thin man lying on the bed opened his eyes, and there was an undisguised look of resentment in his eyes, blurting out two words.