How good is this sound?

The cold tone, with a cold and hard feeling that is rare for men in this world, such a coldness with snow, makes people can't think about him.

Fu Yue raised her eyes to look over, her thick and curly eyelashes opened like a fan, her gaze fell, she was stunned for a moment, and then immediately returned to her expressionless appearance.

The man as far as the eye can see.

The body is slender, wearing a very simple snow-colored robe, and the black hair is simply tied up with a jade crown, and the most striking thing is the beauty that is almost immortal.

A high nose bridge and a slightly deep eyebrow color.

Wen Xian has a pair of quiet and peaceful eyes, and the pupils are extremely deep, and the light thin lips are even more attractive.

He walked over with unhurried steps, and continued to repeat what he had just said, "If it is only because of the will of my father, Your Majesty does not have to come. ”

Wen Xian stood not far from Fu Yue, and did not salute, just hugged a cat in his arms, teasing the cat, and lowered his dark eyelashes, his attitude towards Fu Yue was extremely cold.

Fu Yue could see it.

The original owner and this person are afraid that they will be married by the head, and they have no feelings for each other.

Fu Yue wanted to complain about the original body at the moment.

Just looking at this Fengjun's stunning beauty, he threw off An Zixuan I don't know how many streets, how could Ji Lan fall in love with An Zixuan's guy in the first place, and turn a blind eye to such a big beauty.

Hearing Wen Xian's words, Fu Yue raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Since Feng Jun knows why I came here...... Then you should also know that I will not go against my father's wishes. ”

Wen Xian hugged the cat's fingers for a moment, he glanced at Fu Yue, then lowered his eyes, and closed his thin lips one by one: "Also, since you have come to this Weiyang Palace, then Your Majesty will take care of yourself, and Weichen will retire." ”

After saying that, Wen Xian turned around and left.

The beauty has the same temperament as his people.

Cold and impersonal.

didn't give Fu Yue a good face at all, as if she didn't care at all that her identity was the emperor of this Qi country.

Fu Yue: "......"

Her Feng Jun temper is indeed cold, and it can even be said to be eccentric.

Fu Yue wasn't angry, after all, Wen Xian was just a stranger to her, and there was no need to be angry at all.

At this time, a question suddenly appeared in Fu Yue's mind.

Did Wen Xian participate in the murder of the original owner?

It's no wonder that Fu Yue would doubt him, after all, even after the death of the original owner, she, the titular Fengjun, has always lived well, as if she has not been affected by this change of dynasty at all.

This is not normal.

Fu Yue's long eyelashes covered the cold murderous intent that flashed under his eyes, and his slender fingers lightly clasped the Moyu table unhurriedly, thinking about something. Those who know her know what this action represents.

Since I can't make a decision for a while.

Fu Yue didn't get too entangled, she sat in Weiyang Palace for a while and left, only to the gate of Weiyang Palace.

She discovered something.

And that's—

The door of Weiyang Palace was locked from the outside, and the people inside couldn't get out at all.

Fu Yue: "??? ”

The empress's majestic eyebrows sank instantly, and her face could almost drip ink, "Presumptuous, who locked the door?" Don't want your head anymore? ”

A trembling voice came from outside the palace gate.

"Your Majesty is angry, this is Lao Fengjun's will, and the minions dare not disobey it."