There was a dead silence in Weiyang Palace.

The attendant couldn't help but look up at Wen Xian, and after seeing his appearance at this time, his body shook violently, and then immediately lowered his head.

The beauty in the snowsuit was expressionless.

The slender and white fingers were bruised, and the teacup he was holding in his hand was broken, mixed with a few traces of blood.

The attendant trembled and persuaded: "Feng Jun, this majesty is a woman after all, there are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and it is a matter of course to summon the queen king, don't take it too seriously......"

"Get out."

A cold voice sounded, quenching the cold of ice and snow.

The squire slipped away with relief.

Wen Xian sat in place for a long time, motionless, his whole body seemed to freeze into an ice sculpture, and he muttered, "What should be done? ”

"No, Ji Lan, I'm willing to accompany you to make trouble, but it doesn't mean that there can be a third person between us."

He shook off the fragments of the teacup on his hand, took a handkerchief and wiped it casually, and pressed it against the wound as if he didn't feel the slightest pain, without frowning.

……

Yaohua Palace.

An Zixuan had already bathed in incense and washed white, lying on the bed, wearing a gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, and posing in a amorous posture.

Fu Yue, who had just come hungry to prepare for dinner, was led to An Zixuan's dormitory by the attendants in a daze.

Then I saw the scene of the spicy eyes in front of me.

“……”

The corners of Fu Yue's lips twitched, turned sideways, raised his hand against his lips, coughed lightly, and said, "I haven't had dinner yet, An Shijun put on his clothes first...... Don't catch a cold. ”

After speaking.

Fu Yue turned around and left, as if there was a ghost chasing her behind her, her steps were fast, and she almost didn't maintain her cold and noble image.

An Zixuan, who was thrown on the bed: "......"

Complaining face, crying and chirping.

Although he was resentful, An Zixuan still honestly put on his clothes and went out to accompany Fu Yue for dinner, and he didn't behave again.

This meal Fu Yue eats the same taste as chewing wax.

There is no other reason.

It's just that there is a man who keeps scratching his head and flattering her and thinks he is very attractive.

The empress pinched her hand with chopsticks, her white forehead jumped, and a hard smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Fu Yue: "......"

She endures.

An Zixuan continued to wink at her.

Fu Yue: "......"

If this person looks like that, she still barely eats this set, after all, beauty can't live up to it.

But this An Zixuan looks really plain.

How bland is it?

…… If she was a man, she wouldn't be able to get up.

눈_눈☆

After eating.

Fu Yue took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips elegantly, drooping his curly eyelashes, and said, "Is Zixuan going to report something to me today?" ”

She reminded me of this.

An Zixuan instantly remembered his main purpose today, he just wanted to speak, looked at the several attendants around him, cleared his throat, and said, "You guys go down first, this palace and Your Majesty have important matters to discuss." ”

The attendant retreated.

An Zixuan hurriedly took out the pile of letters from a secret compartment and presented them to Fu Yue respectfully.

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows.

Raising his long white fingers, he pinched the letters, flipped through them, and looked at the ten lines.

She flipped through it quickly.

The more Fu Yue looked at it, the more surprised she became, until after reading it, her expression had become slightly complicated.