It didn't take long.

The door opened from the inside, and a rich and cold fragrance came to the nose, which was an intoxicating cold fragrance.

Even Li Fu, a minion, couldn't help but be stunned for a few seconds, and after seeing the appearance of the person who came, a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and his body bowed lower and lower.

"Slave Li Fu sees Fengjun, it's not early, I don't know if Your Majesty is up?"

He asked tentatively.

Wen Xian turned his eyes slightly sideways, looked at the inner room where there was no movement, his lips closed one by one, and his voice was clear and cold, "I'll call her." ”

As she spoke, the snow-clad beauty turned around and walked inside.

Li Fu naturally couldn't follow up without eyes, he secretly glanced at Wen Xian's back, and a touch of amazement couldn't help but appear in his eyes, which couldn't dissipate for a long time.

This beauty is really like a fairy.

Such a clear and cold temperament, not shocked, looks at it and makes people admire, this is the strength that a country Fengjun should have.

Compared with the one outside, it's really a difference between cloud and mud.

I don't know what His Majesty used to think, with such a beauty alone in the empty boudoir, he actually fell in love with An Zixuan's pretentious man.

Li Fu was heartbroken.

Hmph╯^╰.

As for An Zixuan, who was waiting outside Weiyang Palace, his face was blue and white for a while, looking at the eyes of the palace attendants who came and went to look at him, it seemed that they were all humiliated and ridiculed, An Zixuan was so angry that he trembled all over, and he scolded these people in his heart, but he was still cheeky and didn't leave.

In the past few days, seeing the warmth and coldness of the people in the palace, An Zixuan realized one thing, without the emperor's favor, he is a grass in the palace that can be trampled on.

He touched his face, the current sun is poisonous, the hot sun is shining, and the makeup that he has carefully painted on his face has been sunburned, and the sweat is mixed with the smell of fat powder, which is very greasy.

An Zixuan's heart chuckled.

His embarrassed appearance now, without the elegance and coldness of his usual days, if he was seen by Ji Lan...... I don't know if I will be disgusted by her.

If only Fu Yue knew what An Zixuan was thinking.

She must have smiled.

Then throw a rotten egg at him.

It's really a toad that wants to eat swan fart!

How could I be thought of by a mere mortal like you??

At this time, Her Majesty the Empress has not woken up yet.

She lay quietly on the soft big bed, her sharp eyebrows and eyes were not as sharp as usual, and she looked a little well-behaved at this time, and fell asleep deeply.

Wen Xian stood at the head of the bed.

He bent down, his long blue hair hanging down, and his slender white fingers grasped Fu Yue's shoulder and shook it slightly.

"Your Majesty, wake up, it's not too early."

The sound is as cold as a piano.

Fu Yue muttered, as if he was a little dissatisfied and woken up.

She rolled over.

Don't move.

His head was buried tightly in the pillow, his long satin-like hair was scattered on his back, and a slender wrist protruded from under the quilt, white and almost transparent, and the veins could be clearly seen, and there were dense marks on them.

A sign that someone did something good last night.

Wen Xian: "......"

The young man's thin lips pursed, afraid that Fu Yue would be suffocated by himself, he raised his hand to pull her, and his fingers were slightly forced, before pulling Fu Yue's head out of the pillow.

Her Majesty still closed her eyes, letting the other party hold her head.

It's true...... It's so tiring......