Weiyang Palace.
Ever since Wen Xian was sent back, everything was the same as usual, he never stayed out of the house, and he didn't have much friendship with those people in the harem.
On the contrary, two servants came over to visit Wen Xian, to test the situation, but they were turned away and left angrily.
Few people knew what Wen Xian had done to make the empress furious before being thrown into the prison, and this time he was released again, which inevitably made others wonder if His Majesty forgave this Feng Jun.
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His Majesty was not tainted with beauty, and he didn't enter the harem once in a few months. Their group of beautiful men were like decorations.
This is if Feng Jun regains favor again.
Wouldn't their chances be even smaller
All the servants silently hid in their own palaces, full of resentment.
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The bedroom of Weiyang Palace.
Wen Xian half-lyed on the bed, wearing plain white robes, and casually reading a book in his hand.
Seeing ten lines at a glance, Xu is restless, he can't read these words at all, his mind is very confused.
He never had his hair tied.
The man's glass-like eyes were empty, and he didn't come back to himself until the attendant came over and called him softly.
"Feng Jun, it's time for lunch. You haven't eaten properly for several days, and your body can't stand it anymore. You can't spoil your body like this!"
Wen Xian frowned.
"Leave it alone, I have no appetite."
The man's beautiful face was visibly haggard to the naked eye, and his lips were so pale that he looked sickly.
The attendant knelt on the ground cruelly, kowtowed to Wen Xian, and said: "Feng Jun, don't be angry with your majesty, let me say something bad, you ruined your body like this, even if your majesty knows, she won't be angry with you." Will care!"
Mention Fu Yue.
Wen Xian felt that his head started to hurt again.
"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."
Although what the attendant said hurts my heart, every sentence is the truth.
The attendant really thought about Wen Xian, and continued to persuade him earnestly: "Mr. Feng, there are so many men in the harem. Your Majesty will stay with this servant tonight, and with that servant tomorrow night. You have already provoked me." If His Majesty is upset, how will she remember you?"
"These days, Your Majesty may not be fascinated by that He Shijun, and actually called him to bed for a week... how does she remember you!!"
The attendant murmured for his master's injustice.
hear this.
Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, then ran through the passage in his mind, the book he was holding was not stable, and fell to the ground.
There was a crisp sound.
He can understand each of these words separately, but why can't he understand them together
"What call to serve you...to sleep?"
The man's pale lips parted slightly before he managed to utter these words.
"Yes, the slave never dares to speak nonsense... besides, this matter has been spread throughout the palace."
Wen Xian stood up.
There was a burst of dizziness in front of his mind, and bursts of blackness. He seemed to have ringing in his ears instantly. He seemed to be unable to hear any sound except the rumbling sound. Everything in front of him slowed down. Even the voice of the attendant became slow. up.
"Is it?"
Wen Xian was silent for a long time, and said to the attendant at the side: "Bring me some clothes, I want to change."
The servant's eyes lit up.
"Are you going to see His Majesty?"
The other party hummed lightly, but did not deny it.