Chu Xiange's tone was a little excited, with uncontrollable excitement, even the porcelain-like face was slightly red, a shy and beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth.
Ordinary people simply cannot refuse such a beauty attack.
But is Fu Yue an ordinary person
Big guys have always thought differently.
The noble and elegant Queen replied straightforwardly, "Well, because you are the prettiest one, plus Fengjun—" He also compared your portrait with himself, and as a result, there is no scum left of you .
After seeing Wen Xian's face clearly.
The second half of Fu Yue's sentence stuck in her throat, "???"
The man's face was so black that it could almost drip water.
what happened again
Wen Xian stood up with a bang.
The black corners of his clothes were like thick ink, vast and mysterious, against which his fingers became whiter, revealing the luster of cold jade, making people want to touch it.
The beauty's cold eyes fell, and the thin lips uttered two hard words.
"Excuse me."
After finishing speaking, Wen Xian walked away in a huff.
Chu Xiange also looked at the rumored unfavored Feng Jun, a bit of envy flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.
Whether favored or not.
At least, he is her legitimate husband in name.
Chu Xiange said tentatively: "Your Majesty, Feng Jun seems to be angry, do you want to comfort him, don't hurt the relationship between you..."
The tone is slightly white lotus.
The trick of retreating into advance is used with great proficiency.
Just like boys can't identify green tea, Fu Yue, who proclaims himself a master whore appraiser, still can't identify creatures like green arrows.
Originally, Fu Yue was still thinking about what he had done to make this Buddha angry, but now he heard Chu Xiange's words.
Fu Yue's temper also came up in an instant.
The empress stared at the direction where Wen Xian was leaving, her thin lips pulled out a cool arc, and said indifferently: "It's not necessary, I and Feng Jun are already in harmony, so why talk about feelings."
Fu Yue felt a little restless in her heart.
No one is pleasing to the eye.
She glanced at Chu Xiange, then stretched out her hand to pinch the center of her brows, and asked in a flat tone: "You haven't left for so long, do you have something to tell me?"
Chu Xiange knelt down again, opening and closing like rouge-stained lips, "Xiange is pleased with His Majesty, and is willing to be a slave and servant, not asking for any title, just asking for a place by His Majesty's side."
Suddenly received a wave of affectionate confession.
Fu Yue: "???"
Big boss doubts.
Her Majesty, who is sensitive and suspicious, obviously didn't believe it. She shook her head slightly, as if she was facing a mischievous child, and smiled slightly: "This is the first time you see me, so how can you have a deep-rooted love for me?"
"I don't believe it, I've heard this as a joke, don't mention it again in the future."
The emperor's beauty is somewhat sharp.
The words are also sharp and merciless.
Chu Xiange shook his head stubbornly.
The young man's beautiful eyebrows burst into a smile, and what appeared in his eyes was pure joy, without the slightest impurity.
"Xiange didn't lie."
"To tell you the truth, Xiange didn't want to enter the palace before. I didn't want to be bound in the deep palace like a bird with broken wings. I even thought about how to lose the election today, but the moment I saw Your Majesty , I've changed my mind."
Chu Xiange's eyebrows and eyes are gentle and tender.
"I want to accompany His Majesty, even if this choice runs counter to my original belief..."
In the name of love, paint the ground as a prison.
Willing to be a cocoon and walk into this gorgeous cage.