The pain of the heart is not at all comparable to the extreme consent of the heartbreak.

It's obvious that you want to kill me, but I can't hate it, why do you smile so gently at me......

The body fell limply, and his vision gradually blurred.

The raindrops buried everything.

*

Woke up in the middle of the night.

Wen Xian's slender fingers curled up, his lips were so white that there was no blood, and when he remembered the terrible dream just now, his nerves tensed, and his mind ached faintly.

He is not afraid of death.

But I'm afraid of losing her.

Obviously, he has never kept this light like wind and snow, but it seems that he has lost her thousands of times......

Wen Xian smiled self-deprecatingly.

The ink hair under the drape fell softly to the ground, as shiny and soft as silk, even if the dust on the ground was stuck on it, it was obvious that the cleanliness was so serious, and the strings were never too much to care about.

The next day.

Fu Yue really sent someone to the heavenly prison to bring Wen Xian back to Weiyang Palace, and also sent the imperial doctor to treat him well.

The empress's move caused a lot of turmoil in the harem.

Many people are secretly speculating.

Your Majesty's move, does it mean that this Feng Jun is going to regain his favor?

But I waited tremblingly for two days, and I didn't see the empress say anything, and since Wen Xian came out of the prison, Fu Yue didn't go to Weiyang Palace to see him once.

This made the people in the harem even more incomprehensible.

……

The days seemed to be uneventful, and a few days passed.

this day.

The servant of the ministry came to the imperial study to report the matter to Fu Yue, and Dong Laxi pulled a lot of messy nonsense and delayed entering the topic, until Fu Yue was slightly impatient.

The servant of the ministry smiled hypocritically, bent down towards Fu Yue and bowed his hand, took out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve, and respectfully handed it to her.

"The old minister recommends one person to His Majesty."

What He Yuhua meant couldn't be more obvious, the empress's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her lips were drawn into a straight line.

"No need."

The servant of the ministry bent his waist lower, "Old minister, it is not too late to ask Your Majesty to take a look at it and think about it!" ”

Fu Yue glanced at her coldly, but waved his hand to let Li Fu go over to take the piece of paper, his lips closed one by one, and the words he spit out made people feel a little frightened, "He Shilang, your hand is stretched too long, if this person can't satisfy me, you have to worry about the black yarn on your head." ”

Li Fu ran over, took the paper in He Yuhua's hand, and then handed it to Fu Yue.

Hear the words.

The heart of the servant of the ministry jumped suddenly, and he couldn't help but be a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down and said respectfully: "Your Majesty will know when you see it." ”

Unfold that thin sheet of paper.

When Fu Yue saw this face clearly, her eyes shrank suddenly, and surprise flashed in the depths of her pupils.

Visible.

It is a beautiful young man's face, bright eyes and bright teeth, and every stroke is just right. Of course, what surprised Fu Yue was because this young man looked six or seven points similar to Wen Xian.

Especially between the eyebrows.

made Fu Yue a little in a trance.

“……”

The empress's fair-skinned and beautiful face sank in an instant, she raised her eyes to look at He Yuhua, and caught a triumphant smile on the corner of the mouth of this servant, Fu Yue understood this person's careful thoughts.

He Yuhua's hand stretched out a little long.

Fu Yue's eyes flashed with a sharp coldness.

Is it time to bang bang......

However, looking at the portrait again, some thoughts suddenly flashed in Fu Yue's mind, which made her swallow her words.