Standing at the door of the prison cell, a tall beauty in a black dragon robe came under the light of stars.
It's like Fu Yue.
Now the empress of Qi.
Because Wen Xian was sitting on a straw mat, Fu Yue looked down at him condescendingly.
Wen Xian's eyes were a little dazed, and she called her name again, "Ji Lan..."
Fu Yue slightly raised her slender eyebrows, but she was a little surprised that this man would call her by her first name. She sized Wen Xian up a few times, and hummed in a mild manner.
Why does this man look half dead
Wen Xian still sat there, lowered his eyelashes, lowered his blood-stained fingers, moved his lips and asked, "What are you doing here? The prison is filthy, it's not a place for His Majesty to stay."
Fu Yue: "..."
She stepped in.
Looking at Wen Xian's calm face, Fu Yue inexplicably felt an unknown fire in his heart.
A bad idea suddenly popped into my mind.
She knew that Wen Xian liked her.
This is what he admitted.
However, she has never seen this man show even the slightest bit of love for her. A cold-tempered person is so restrained in his love. If Wen Xian hadn't admitted it himself, she still couldn't believe it.
Wen Xian's impression of Fu Yue has always been that he is an exile, cold and unattainable, as if he is indifferent to everything.
Fu Yue really wanted to see the crazy appearance of this man who couldn't love him.
What would it be like.
sure fun...
The empress's crimson thin lips were slightly hooked, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was suppressed again.
System 677 with God’s perspective enabled: […]
Host, are you sure
Sure enough, he is the boss who opened the mission mode!
Dare to do anything!
hang!
Fu Yue took a step forward, bent down, brushed his black sleeves against his face, stretched out his slender fingers from the sleeves, and pinched the young man's fair and delicate chin.
Her lips moved closer, exhaling into his ear like blue, the sweet voice was completely incompatible with the cold expression on her face.
"Wen Xian, the worst thing you did was to fall in love with me."
Even if your chin is pinched.
Wen Xian's eyelashes only trembled slightly, his expression was still calm, and all the possibilities of the future that he had envisioned flashed through his mind.
Except for this.
He would actually give up the great cause he had planned for many years and the family's blood feud for a woman.
Did something wrong
he does not know.
Every word of the empress' cold and ruthless words was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Wen Xian's heart and stirring it up.
Pull it out bloody.
"Wen Xian, your surname is Wen. I have thought about the reason why you assassinated me for a long time, and then I thought of it... The reason is very simple, just because you are—"
"The remnants of the former royal family."
six words.
Wen Xian's identity was completely revealed.
Fu Yue's tone was a little surprised, and there was a slightly gentle smile on her beautiful face, "But what I don't understand is that you didn't hide your name, and you didn't even change your surname. Have I found out your identity?"
"The only prince in the previous dynasty, Wen Xian."
The man stared at her, his beautiful eyes like glazed glass were unblinking, pitch-black, like the lakeside under the moon filled with stars, there was sadness and self-mockery in it.
Only no, sorry.
Wen Xian closed his eyes, "Yes."
"I never thought I would be discovered by you, and I have the confidence to guarantee it."
"Ji Lan, I just lost to you."