As he spoke, Fu Yue gently patted An Zixuan's arm through his sleeve.

"That's going to be hard work."

The gentleness hidden under the emperor's majestic and indifferent appearance, and the great contrast between ordinary days, are even more exciting.

This smile.

Although it is light, it makes people can't take their eyes off it at all.

An Zixuan trembled in flattery, a flush appeared on his delicate face, he didn't dare to look directly into Fu Yue's eyes, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and said, "These are all things that a minister should do, not hard......"

I don't know what the reason is.

Ji Lan in this life is not at all the same as in the previous life.

In this life, she is more indifferent, but she is also more ...... Fascinating.

The smile in Fu Yue's eyes didn't reach the bottom of his eyes at all.

In the depths of his eyes, he is still extremely cold, like the thousand-year-old ice of the Arctic Ice Field, and no one can melt the coldness.

She let go of the hand holding An Zixuan, and said softly: "Okay, it's not too early, Zixuan should go back to the palace first and rest early." ”

Fu Yue directly ordered the eviction.

Hearing Fu Yue say, "It's not too early", An Zixuan's eyes flashed, and some pictures suddenly came to mind when he thought of something, and his face turned weirdly red.

He hesitated, but still took a step forward, stretched out his hand tremblingly, pinched Fu Yue's sleeve, and then gradually moved up.

He muttered, "Your Majesty, tonight, let the servants serve you......"

Fu Yue: "???!!! ”

You want to sleep?

You're afraid it's not a toad that wants to eat a swan fart!

Am I the object of your dreams?

Raising her slender finger against her lips, the empress coughed slightly twice, and said, "Zixuan, I haven't felt well in the past two days, and in two days, I will go to your palace to see you, how about it?" ”

An Zixuan was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood.

His face grew redder.

He hummed hesitantly, and then after being coaxed by Fu Yue, he went back to his palace in a daze, obviously he was already a person who had lived two lifetimes, but he was like a young man with a young man, and the flush on his face did not subside for a long time.

Wait until An Zixuan leaves.

Fu Yue's face sank suddenly.

She glanced at the sleeves of her clothes that had been touched by An Zixuan, and there was a little disgust in her eyes, and she just went to take a bath and change clothes.

I don't know whether I live or die, and I dare to think about her.

Her Majesty the Empress proudly raised her white chin, walked out with unhurried steps, and went to the hot spring pool in the apse of the Chaoyang Palace to bathe and change clothes.

She's going to wash her name in vain!

After changing into clean clothes and making sure that he was not contaminated with the breath of An Zixuan, Fu Yue returned to his dormitory and lay down on the soft big bed to get ready to sleep.

Fu Yue's hair was not completely dry, the fragrance was fresh, and there was a faint ambergris on his body, mixed with a little cold fragrance.

Just got on the pillow.

Sleepiness hits.

Closing his eyes, Fu Yue fell into a deep sleep, so that he didn't notice-

At the head of her bed stood a slender figure.

The familiar snowcoat hung down, the man's stunning side face was angular, and the light in the room hit the bridge of his high nose, casting a faint shadow on his face.

Wen Xian stared at the woman on the bed.

The eyes were gloomy.

The conversation between Fu Yue and An Zixuan just now was still moving, and he saw it clearly in the dark.

That man, he deserves to die.

Wen Xian's gaze drooped and fell on Fu Yue's body, her thin cherry red lips closed one by one, and said, "Lan'er, you are not well-behaved at all......"