She really thought that An Zixuan was just an ordinary palace attendant.

When he came in, Fu Yue was still puzzled for a moment, how could this palace attendant be sitting, and the shelf was not small.

The empress's delicate and fair face was slightly heavy, and she didn't look like she was in a good mood, for no other reason.

It's just that the breath hasn't dissipated yet.

Fu Yue: "Feng Jun has anything to discuss with me?" ”

Hearing the strings cherishes the words like gold: "None." ”

Fu Yue: "......"

Seeing that Fu Yue completely ignored him, An Zixuan chuckled in his heart, thinking that she still blamed him for what he had done before, and a layer of tears quickly appeared in An Zixuan's eyes.

No one expected it.

An Zixuan rushed straight towards Fu Yue, drilled into her arms, and sounded in a crying voice: "Your Majesty, you are so ruthless!" The servant knows that he is wrong, do you know that he will never see me again......"

Fu Yue didn't pay attention, and was hugged by this person, "???!!! ”

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Also, where did this dog thing come from?

The teacup in Wen Xian's hand fell.

The cup slammed to the ground with a screeching sound.

He looked at the two people in front of him, his gentle and clean eyes gradually narrowed, and he reminded him: "Your Majesty, pay attention to the image." ”

Fu Yue came back to her senses, pushed An Zixuan away, and directly pushed him to the ground, she stood up suddenly, patted her sleeve, her expression was undisguised disgust, and her cold and majestic voice sounded.

"Presumptuous, who gave you the courage to lose your honor in front of me, crying and crying, making such a situation, you don't have any cultivation."

"Get out of here!"

An Zixuan was scolded and stunned.

Fu Yue glanced at An Zixuan's face twice, and then he barely recognized who this person was, the shameless bullshit man who killed Ji Lan in the original plot.

That's what I think about.

Fu Yue's face became even more ugly, she stared at An Zixuan's eyes, sank to the ground, and asked in a cold voice, "Who allowed you to come to Weiyang Palace to disturb Feng Jun?" ”

Wen Xian, who was suddenly named: "......"

He raised his delicate eyebrows, glanced at Fu Yue, his eyes crossed a little interest, and slightly hooked his lips and stared at Fu Yue and An Zixuan with interest.

Fu Yue took off the robe he was wearing and threw it to Li Fu not far away, revealing Miaoman's figure, and said, "It's dirty, throw it to me." ”

An Zixuan's face turned red.

Ji Lan, what does this mean?

He'd touched the dress, so she was dirty?

Ji Lan, what does this mean?

An Zixuan was aggrieved: "I didn't want to disturb Feng Jun, I came to discuss something with His Majesty......"

Fu Yue said that she was an emotionless empress Her Majesty, and she replied: "I have nothing to say to you. ”

The empress's dark eyes fell on An Zixuan's body, and then she looked at Wen Xian, who was leisurely eating melons on the side, and said, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first, if you have anything, just ask Feng Jun, after all, I stayed with him all night yesterday." ”

Wen Xian: "......"

An Zixuan: "......"

Fu Yue patted his sleeve and left, Li Fu hurriedly chased after him, shouting, "Your Majesty—you wait for the minions—"

Fu Yue turned around and went to the imperial study, and then a little eunuch greeted her, saying that the Ministry of Rites Shangshu had been waiting for her in the imperial study for a long time.

The noble and elegant empress stepped in, and then was told that the draft process had been roughly decided, and she was waiting for Fu Yue's order to do it.

Hearing this, Fu Yue was stunned for a moment.

Choose...... Elegant?