Originally, Fu Yue thought that the draft was quite interesting, looking at these white and flower-like faces, she didn't mind taking a few more servants into the harem.

But, on second thought.

She's not a lustful person.

Bringing these people into the harem is just a decoration, just a few more beautiful vases in the palace.

It's really nothing to her.

But for this group of teenagers in the mood for love, it is a lifetime of burial.

Fu Yue fell silent.

She suddenly regretted why she agreed to the draft.

Probably...... I was dizzy.

No, it's the old old-fashioned scholar of the Ministry of Rites who plucked her!

It's definitely not her fault!

Fu Yue's criterion is.

She can't be wrong, she can't be wrong.

Could the big guy be wrong?

No way.

……

Fu Yue is indeed not a good person.

She's selfish, she's cold, she's sensitive and suspicious.

Because she is the one who was abandoned by the common people, no one is qualified to ask her to have any kindness to this world, but even if she falls into darkness, Fu Yue still sticks to a pure land in her heart, which is her bottom line.

She doesn't take the initiative to harm anyone.

The common people have never treated me well, so I have watched everything in the world with a cold eye, and I will not be contaminated with half a cent of dust.

……

The empress on top of the high position lightly opened her thin lips, "Everyone, go back." ”

Although there is some child's play.

But Fu Yue didn't feel guilty at all, and enjoyed the rights he should have as an emperor with peace of mind.

She's the emperor, isn't she?

What's wrong with being willful, she didn't do anything hurtful.

Compared to other emperors, she couldn't have been better.

Fu Yue successfully brainwashed herself.

Gangster pleasure (*^ω^*)

Everyone left the Wuji Hall in disappointment one after another, and one by one the slender figures left, and many of them turned back frequently, as if they were a little reluctant.

Fu Yue smiled solemnly.

It makes people can't see the look of joy and anger, and the majesty is thousands.

The hall soon became empty, and all the people were gone—

No, there is one left.

After seeing who that person was, the corners of Wen Xian's lips that had just curled up immediately drooped down again, and the ice and snow eyes fell on that person coldly.

A melodious voice sounded like a fairy.

"Why doesn't Childe leave?"

Wen Xian stared at Chu Xiange.

I snorted coldly from the bottom of my heart.

When he first saw the portrait of this man, he thought that this man was really unpleasant.

Oh, sure enough.

Hearing Wen Xian speak, Fu Yue also looked over, and happened to see Chu Xiange, who had not left for a long time, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.

Chu Xiange walked straight in the direction of Fu Yue, and finally stopped at the foot of the white jade steps, he knelt down directly, and saluted respectfully towards Chu Xiange.

"See Your Majesty."

Fu Yue snorted and raised his hand to signal him to be flat.

Fu Yue looked at this somewhat familiar face, but she couldn't think of where she had seen it, she turned her head sideways, and casually accosted Wen Xian: "This person is a little familiar, but I can't remember it." ”

Wen Xianliang swished: "The imperial study, portrait." ”

The tone is like that of a jealous husband.

Of course, Wen Da Meiren definitely didn't realize how sour her tone was now.

With just five words, Fu Yue suddenly realized.

The empress raised her slender jade-like fingers, smiled and pointed in the direction of Chu Xiange, "I remembered, you are the son of the Chu Taifu family." ”

Chu Xiange's beautiful starry eyes lit up, and two dimples appeared on his white cheeks, "Yes, Your Majesty actually remembers me?" The string song was flattered. ”