But in this kingdom of the Lady.

The man already advocates femininity and beauty, and it is reasonable to hear the strings.

But Fu Yue still felt weird.

Look at the strings like this, how to see how to twist.

Fu Yue stared at him so directly that he almost wrote the words "Are you wrong" on the door of his head.

Wen Xian: "......"

Come on, don't ask her if he looks good like this.

Just look at the woman's reaction.

What the hell he looks like now, how spicy his eyes are.

Wen Xian felt the urge to turn away.

As soon as his footsteps moved, he was stopped by Fu Yue.

"Stop—"

Wen Xian's body stood honestly in place, the smile on his face was also stiff, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

On pins and needles.

Fu Yue walked over, looked at Wen Xian with an indescribable look, and said, "How did you make it look like this?" ”

Wen Xian: "......"

Not for you?

Hehe, maybe my brain got into the water during the bath.

→_→

The snow-clothed beauty looked away, didn't look at Fu Yue's eyes, and said lightly: "I didn't sleep well last night, and my complexion was not very good, so I asked people to help me put on some makeup." ”

Fu Yue hummed thoughtfully.

I don't know if I believe it or not.

She continued, "What are you doing to me?" ”

Wen Xian didn't prepare to hide the purpose of his visit, and said, "I met someone in the Imperial Garden. ”

Fu Yue: "? ”

Wen Xian: "He looks very similar to me, and I heard that he is His Majesty's new favorite." ”

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows, "Yes." ”

She simply admitted.

Wen Xian lowered his eyes, stared at her directly, and closed his lips one by one: "Why is it him, and he still looks so similar to me, isn't Your Majesty afraid that I will misunderstand?" ”

Fu Yue: "What is the misunderstanding?" ”

Wen Xian hooked his lips slightly: "I misunderstood that Your Majesty was pleased with me, so I found a stand-in." ”

Fu Yue: "......"

Damn, a mistake.

Fu Yue tried to explain something: "You misunderstood, I really didn't mean that. ”

Wen Xian smiled: "Your Majesty doesn't have to explain, I understand." ”

Fu Yue: "......"

You understand a hammer!

Fu Yue raised his slender white porcelain-like fingers, slightly pressed against his thin lips, straightened his face, and said: "Feng Jun is too worried, I favor He Shijun, just because his beauty is the only two candidates in the harem besides Feng Jun." ”

"As for why he is so similar to Feng Jun, I can only say that it is just a coincidence, people are similar, what is so strange about this."

Wen Xian: "......"

I don't want to hear it.

Wen Xian glanced at Fu Yue and said, "His appearance is not as good as mine." ”

Although Fu Yue wondered why Wen Xian suddenly said such a sentence, he still nodded and said, "Yes, Feng Jun is beautiful and unparalleled in the world." ”

Wen Xian said naturally: "Then why should Your Majesty retreat to the next best." ”

Fu Yue: "?! ”

Her mind went through the words of the strings.

What is the ...... That's what she thought, right?

The empress took two steps back slightly, smiled at Wen Xian with a gentle but indifferent smile, shook her head and said, "A beauty like Feng Jun is indeed rare, but I can't afford it. ”

"I don't want to die in my sleep one day at the hands of the person next to my pillow."

Wen Xian's face became a little whiter.

He had wanted to kill her.

This is something he can't deny.

Fu Yue continued to add fuel to the fire, frantically testing on the edge of "death".

"What's more, I am very satisfied with He Shijun."