Wen Damei, who was tricked over, was unhappy, his whole body exuded low pressure, he put the teacup in his hand on the table hard, and made a loud noise.
The clear tea splashed out.
Fu Yue, who was picking Meijiao Lang, put down the picture scroll in her hand, looked at him, raised her eyebrows and said: "Feng Jun doesn't seem to be in a good mood, and his face is a bit ugly."
Fu Yue pretended to be thinking, and comforted falsely: "Now the weather is getting hotter, but is it because Feng Jun has a bad appetite today?"
Wen Xian: "..."
Why is my complexion so ugly? Don't you have any clues in your heart
The beauty tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, and showed a perfect standard smile to Fu Yue, with a straight arc and dark eyes, and the people who watched felt hairy: "So, what is your Majesty looking for me for?"
Fu Yue gathered up a bunch of scrolls in his hand, stuffed them into Wen Xian's arms, and sent him as a matter of course: "There are too many portraits of beauties, I'm dazzled, you help me choose."
Wen Xian: "... I don't think this is appropriate."
The man's slender fingers pinched the picture scroll in his hand, and he felt inexplicably heartbroken. There seemed to be some strange colors emerging from the top of his head, and the corners of his cherry red lips twitched.
Wen Xian is sitting.
Fu Yue stood beside him, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said: "You look so good-looking, I believe your vision, you can't go wrong."
Wen Xian: "..."
Thus, a "couple" started a strange conversation.
Fu Yue picked one, looked it up and down, and nodded slightly, "I think this young master of the Yan family is pretty good looking, what do you think, Mr. Feng?"
As she spoke, she naturally handed over the portrait in her hand to Wen Xian.
Wen Xian took it silently, looked at it twice, and said indifferently: "No."
Fu Yue: "????"
Wen Xian raised his finger and pointed at Meijiao Lang in the painting, and said indifferently: "The eyes are one big and one small, the master is treacherous and wants to restrain his wife. There is a small mole between the eyes and on the bridge of the nose, which will also hinder the eyes." wife."
Fu Yue: "..."
Her Majesty the Empress was stunned for a moment, and finally made a cross in the portrait silently, and then threw it away.
Fu Yue continued to choose: "How about this one?"
Wen Xian frowned and shook his head slightly: "This person is still young... Your Majesty likes this kind of thing?"
His eyes were a bit indescribable, looking at Fu Yue as if he was looking at a pervert.
"what about this?"
"Too short."
"… what about this?"
"This person's face is not right."
Fu Yue: "..."
Is this person here to find fault
She patted the thick dozen picture scrolls on the table, the corners of her mouth pulled down, and her majestic and beautiful face was slightly displeased, "Feng Jun, what do you mean by picking your nose and eyes? Do you have any opinions on me?" ?”
Wen Xian was expressionless: "Your Majesty asked me to give my opinion, not on my own will."
Fu Yue: "... continue."
After finally picking out a satisfactory partner, the empress pinched the picture scroll in her hand, her blushing and beautiful lips slightly raised, "The eldest son of the Taifu family is innocent, talented, gentle, and has outstanding looks...how about Feng Jun?" look?"
Wen Xian took the portrait.
fell silent.
The young man in the portrait has red lips, white teeth, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He is not as delicate as the ordinary men in the land of female venerables. His brows and eyes are somewhat heroic, and his beauty is a bit dazzling.