An Zixuan looked at Wen Xian in a daze, and stepped back unconsciously. An unbelievable expression flashed across his face unexpectedly, and his eyes were fixed on Wen Xian.
It seemed difficult to accept the fact that the rumored Fengjun, who was so innocent in appearance, was actually so magnificent.
A kind of anxiety suddenly arose in An Zixuan's heart.
The appearance of this person is too outstanding.
Ji Lan, Ji Lan, as a woman...how could she not love beauty.
An Zixuan twisted the handkerchief in his hand, and didn't say a word for a while, but just stared at Wen Xian with his eyes, like a black-eyed chicken.
Since An Zixuan didn't take the initiative to speak up.
Naturally, it was impossible for Wen Xian to pay attention to this person, his temperament was too indifferent, and he didn't have any intention of being jealous, so he picked up a cup of tea on the table with his slender fingers, and opened his lips to take a sip.
Wen Xian's drooping eyelashes curved beautifully, "Go and see if Your Majesty is alright?"
He obviously said this to Li Fu.
A cool and pleasant voice sounded, and there was no emotion in the words.
Li Fuhan went to the inner hall with a smile, he didn't have the slightest haughty look in front of An Zixuan, he looked like a Tie Hanhan.
Because Wen Xian likes to be quiet, there are not many servants in Weiyang Palace, after Li Fu left, only Wen Xian and An Zixuan are left in the hall, the atmosphere is a bit strangely quiet.
Although Wen Xian didn't take the initiative to speak, An Zixuan had already sat down on his own initiative. He took a few glances at the people sitting in the high position, and offered to say good night: "See Feng Jun."
Only then did Wen Xian look sideways, put down the tea in his hand, glanced at him coldly, and hummed indifferently.
A look of "I don't want to talk to you, it's just out of face that I can't answer you".
An Zixuan: "..."
He had never seen anyone more proud than him in this palace.
"Why did Your Majesty stay in Weiyang Palace last night? Don't Your Majesty and Feng Jun always get along?" An Zixuan still didn't hold back, and asked blankly.
Wen Xian glanced at him.
"You're over the line."
The implication is that this is not something you should care about, and if you shouldn't ask, don't ask.
An Zixuan continued to sow discord.
Although he didn't know, there seemed to be no relationship between Wen Xian and Fu Yue that needed to be provoked. Their relationship was not good, even to a certain extent.
"A few days ago, I accidentally offended His Majesty, and His Majesty just ignored me for a long time. When I see Your Majesty later, I hope that Feng Jun can speak for me..."
This is very white lotus.
An Zixuan revealed the close relationship between himself and Ji Lan overtly and secretly, and came to give Wen Xian some eye drops.
The cold and noble Wen Damei obviously didn't know the term "Green Arrow", but felt that what An Zixuan said was very uncomfortable.
Wen Xian replied frankly: "There is nothing I can do to help."
An Zixuan: "..."
This person doesn't follow the routine, even the superficial politeness is not polite.
Wen Xian and An Zixuan chatted awkwardly. To be precise, it was An Zixuan who was chatting alone, and Wen Xian occasionally hummed uninterestedly.
Not for a while.
After Fu Yue changed her clothes and came out, she opened her long and beautiful peach blossom eyes, strode into the hall, sat on the seat next to Wen Xian, and didn't even give An Zixuan a single glance.
Precisely.
It was Fu Yue who didn't notice An Zixuan at all, this person looked too ordinary, compared with the beautiful and beautiful Wen Xian beside him, it was nothing like nothing.
She really didn't pay attention!