Hear the words.

The corners of Fu Yue's lips twitched strangely.

Sao, that's too sassy.

Why didn't she find out that this person was so sassy before?

"You're presumptuous—"

After a long time, Fu Yue held back these three words.

Wen Xian casually hooked his lips, reached out to put down the clothes he was holding, lowered his eyelashes, and said: "I have done a lot of presumptuous things, Your Majesty, don't pretend, your appearance is not scary at all." ”

"It makes me think more, the next offense."

When the thin lips spit out these words, Wen Xian's eyes bent slightly.

The expression was slightly innocent.

Fu Yue: "???!!! ”

What bullshit are you talking about?

Isn't this a world of women?

Why is there such a skinless, faceless and shameless man?

Fu Yue once doubted life.

Did she come to a fake world of women?

If the world deceived me—

I still have to face all the storms with a smile on my face.

Huh~

Her Majesty, the noble and glamorous Empress, snorted coldly and threatened with compassion: "Aren't you afraid that I will condemn you?" ”

Wen Xian replied calmly: "On what charge?" ”

Fu Yue: "......"

yes, on what charge?

Is it a shameful crime that I can't get out of bed because I am tossed by my little wife, so I am annoyed and angry?

Her Majesty's face turned green.

This is a no-go!

She glanced at Wen Xian with sympathy, then picked up the clothes he had just put next to the bed, and didn't shy away from anything, and changed them directly.

Caught off guard and forced to accept a wave of visual benefits, Wen Da Beauty: "!! ”

The tips of the white ears were slightly red.

The slender jade fingers curled up slightly, and then slowly clenched, as if they were suppressing something.

After Fu Yue changed her clothes and got out of bed, she walked over next to Wen Xian without squinting, without giving him a look, and her walking posture was slightly unnatural.

"Where is Your Majesty going?"

The sound of the strings was gentle, low magnetism, like a touch of snow water on the branches of early spring that had not yet melted, and the ghost sounded in Fu Yue's ears.

"I'm going to take a look at He Shijun...... of cats. ”

In Wen Xian's murderous gaze, Fu Yue's words changed, and his tone gradually weakened.

Wen Xian's calm face softened slightly, and he naturally stepped forward, stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Fu Yue's slender waist, and said, "What's so nice about his cat, if Your Majesty likes cats, I also have one there." ”

"Let's go take a look at it."

Fu Yue was forcibly taken away by Wen Xian's small waist.

“……”

Licentious!

Do you know that you are my little coquette?

What are you doing now?

I want to revive my wife!

Her Majesty, full of resentment, was reluctantly dragged away.

……

As for He Luo in the Guan Ju Palace on the other side.

He sat in front of the window, wearing only a thin piece of clothing, his face was a little haggard, his eyes were turned out, his face was sad, and he was about to become a stone for his wife.

The attendant took a coat and put it on He Luo, and persuaded softly: "The master has been waiting for Your Majesty all night, and he hasn't closed his eyes all night, how can his body stand it?" You'd better go and rest for a while, if Your Majesty finds out, she will be distressed......"

He Luo smiled bitterly twice.

Distressed?

Everyone in the harem said that he was supremely favored as soon as he entered the palace, but who knows what the emperor's favor looks like in the eyes of outsiders.

He Luo shook his head at the attendant, then raised his slender arm and turned it around, revealing a bit of brightly colored Shougong sand on it.