Fu Yue didn't care at all whether he would be branded as a widow.

In the face of absolute power, gossip is so pale and vulnerable, and the damage caused to people is not painful.

Fu Yue did not hide his attributes as a backbone-level Yan Dog at all.

Her Majesty the Empress is so willful.

She's good-looking, she's reasonable!

She's the big guy, and she's justified!

……

Fu Yue tried to instill some ideas in line with the core values of socialism in these beautiful teenagers, such as the pursuit of freedom and breaking free from shackles or something.

So much so that the hearts of everyone present felt more and more strange.

Your Majesty, this is your election!!

What are you doing here???

Not to mention, with Fu Yue's encouragement, there was really a teenager who stood up.

It was a weak and delicate young man, and his outfit was also plain, neither humble nor arrogant: "Your Majesty's posture of heaven and man, the concubine knows that she is ugly, and her qualifications are mediocre, so she is not enough to serve on the king's side." ”

Fu Yue glanced at him with interest, what she saw in this person's eyes was her amazement and awe of the emperor, but she was not half distracted, her slender snow-white fingers tapped the armrest of the dragon chair twice, and the empress said firmly: "You have a sweetheart." ”

A smiling voice gradually sounded.

The young man hesitated for no answer, but a layer of red gradually appeared on his drooping face, apparently poked in the heart.

Fu Yue chuckled, "What are you shy, tell me the name of your sweetheart, if you are indeed in love, I don't mind doing a good deed and giving you a marriage." ”

The young man's eyes lit up suddenly, he was obviously very excited, and kept kowtowing to Fu Yue, "Thank you, Your Majesty, concubine is grateful." ”

Fu Yue waved his hand, raised his eyebrows boredly, and turned his dark eyes to look at everyone.

"What about you?"

With this teenager to start.

Next, several people really stood up one after another, saying that they were unwilling to participate in the draft, and they were forced by their families, and Fu Yue mercifully fulfilled them.

Probably because of good deeds.

Fu Yue's heart inexplicably swelled with a strange sense of pleasure.

Some of the remaining said they genuinely wanted to stay and serve the king.

Fu Yue hummed nonchalantly, waved his sleeves at the eunuch Si Li, and said, "Go on." ”

One by one, the beautiful boys stepped forward.

Fu Yue was a little aesthetically tired.

She turned her head and saw Wen Xian, who was sitting on top of the phoenix seat with a beautiful face, and said with a smile: "What does Feng Jun think of these people?" Can there be an eye closure? ”

Wen Xian rolled up his sleeves, turned his head expressionlessly, and closed his cherry red lips one by one: "Your Majesty is sure you want me to comment?" ”

I thought of the situation in the imperial study that day.

This man is all about picking bones in eggs!

That scene was simply tragic!

Fu Yue: "......"

This is a no-go.

The empress covered her lips and coughed lightly, "Forget it, I'm kidding." ”

Hearing the strings, he snorted coldly and did not give her face at all.

Fu Yue: "......"

Am I pampering you too much?

The draft has come to an end.

The noble and elegant emperor frowned slightly, looking at the people in front of him, as if he was a little entangled and a little difficult to speak.

"I don't seem to be interested in you."

Everyone: "......"

Eunuch Li Fu: "......"

Your Majesty, what bullshit are you talking about?

Wen Xian: "......"

The beauty's indifferent face twitched, and the corners of her lips really couldn't help but curl up a little arc.

Obviously pleasant.