Wen Xian didn't care how she scolded, he always looked like he was not salty, he stood in front of the dragon chair, looking down at Baiguan condescendingly, his long and beautiful eyes were gloomy.

Someone knelt down below, saluted Wen Xian very excitedly, knelt down fiercely, and said, "I implore the Lord to ascend the throne, restore the glory of my Wen clan for a hundred years, and kill the thief of the Ji clan!" ”

"I'll second!"

All the ministers of Wen Xian's gang, as well as their subordinates, all clamored for Wen Xian to ascend to the position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and then execute Fu Yue.

Wen Xian always had an indifferent attitude, until someone mentioned Fu Yue.

The man's pale eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and his thin red lips closed one by one, and he spit out two words.

"Presumptuous."

"Who allowed you to be so presumptuous, Your Majesty is just unwell, so I am temporarily in charge of the government, and I don't want you to take your place...... Damn it! ”

Wen Xian's subordinates: "?????? ”

Lord, what bullshit are you putting on?

We've been planning for so many years, isn't it just for this throne?

You sober up!!

Those fierce loyal ministers: "? ”

Slowly put a question mark.

What is the Wen clan talking about? Could it be that this is a delaying tactic? Just to let their guard down?

That's not right.

So why did he bother so much?

As for the remaining ministers: "......"

Trembling, they are just a group of people who eat melons.

Wen Xian stood there, glanced at Lord Shi coldly, and continued to say unhurriedly: "You don't have to worry, I'm not interested in your Ji clan's country, and I won't betray Ji Lan." The owner of this mountain and river will only be her from beginning to end. ”

With that, the man in black walked away.

The inky corners of the garment were as dark as those of its owner, and it was terrifying.

Wen Xian's subordinates: "??? ”

"What's wrong with the Lord? What medicine did he take wrong? ”

"Does the Lord have any big plans?"

"I don't know ...... either"

Their words were interrupted by a hoarse voice.

"Don't say it, the Lord is a ghost, he was dazzled by that woman, his eyes were all about Ji Lan's woman, where do you remember our great cause!"

The person who spoke was wearing a black cloak, which completely covered his face, and his figure was rickety, looking at the figure of the person in the prison at that time gradually overlapping.

"Teacher, what should I do then?"

"What shall we do if this is the Lord?"

“……”

The face of the person called the teacher became a little more gloomy, the corners of his forehead jumped, and he said angrily: "How do I know!" ”

The Lord is a love brain.

On the stall, there is a master who loves beauty and does not love the country.

What could he do?

*

After hearing the strings, he went to Chaoyang Palace, and when he saw Fu Yue obediently staying inside, he relaxed slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his fair and beautiful face.

He walked over slowly.

Raised his hand to hold Fu Yue's thin shoulder, held her in his arms, rubbed the bridge of his tall nose against the side of her face, and muttered coquettishly: "Does Lan'er miss me?" ”

Fu Yue still hummed obediently.

A happy smile crossed Wen Xian's face, but as if he had thought of something, his face sank again.

The demon stretched out his sinful hand towards the girl.

Temptation: "Lan'er, let's do something interesting, okay?" ”