Saying that, Fu Yue gently patted An Zixuan's arm through his sleeve.
"That will be hard for Zixuan."
The gentleness hidden under the emperor's majestic and indifferent appearance, which is in great contrast with his usual life, is even more touching.
This smile.
It's light, but you can't take your eyes off it.
An Zixuan trembled with flattery, a blush appeared on his delicate face, he didn't dare to look directly into Fu Yue's eyes, and said in a soft voice like a mosquito, "These are what a servant should do, it's not hard work. …”
I don't know why.
Ji Lan in this life is not at all the same as in her previous life.
In this life, she was more indifferent, but also more... charming.
The smile in Fu Yue's eyes didn't reach his eyes at all.
In the depths of the eyes, there is still the extreme coldness, like the thousand-year-old ice in the extreme northern ice field, the coldness that no one can melt.
She let go of An Zixuan's hand, and said softly: "Okay, it's getting late, Zixuan should go back to the palace first, and get some rest early."
Fu Yue directly issued the order to evict the guest.
Hearing Fu Yue say "it's getting late", An Zixuan's eyes flickered, and some images suddenly came to his mind, and his face blushed strangely.
He hesitated for a moment, but still took a step forward, stretched out his hand tremblingly, pinched Fu Yue's sleeve, and then gradually moved up.
He murmured: "Your Majesty, tonight, let the servants serve you..."
Fu Yue: "???!!!"
You want to sleep with me
I'm afraid it's not like a toad wants to eat swan farts!
Is I someone you can imagine
Lifting her slender fingers to her lips, the empress coughed slightly, and said, "Zixuan, I haven't been feeling well these two days. After two days, I will visit you in your palace again. How about it?"
An Zixuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood.
His face was getting redder.
He faltered and hummed, and after being coaxed by Fu Yue, he went back to his palace in a daze. He had obviously lived two lifetimes, but he looked very much like a Huaichun. The blush on the boy's face has not faded for a long time.
Wait until An Zixuan leaves.
Fu Yue's face suddenly sank.
She glanced at her sleeve that An Zixuan had touched, a look of disgust flashed across her eyes, and she was in a hurry to take a shower and change.
Things that don't know how to live or die dare to miss her.
Her Majesty the Empress proudly lifted her white chin, walked out at a leisurely pace, and went to bathe and change clothes in the hot spring pool in the back hall of Chaoyang Palace.
She wants to wash away for nothing!
After changing into clean clothes and making sure that he didn't smell of An Zixuan, Fu Yue returned to his bedroom, lay down on the big soft bed and got ready to sleep.
Fu Yue's hair was not completely dry, but it had a fresh fragrance, and there was a faint scent of ambergris on her body, mixed with a little cold fragrance.
Just stained the pillow.
Sleepiness sets in.
Closing her eyes, Fu Yue fell into a deep sleep, so that she didn't notice—
A slender and tall figure stood beside her bed.
The familiar snow clothes hang down, the man's stunning profile is sharp and angular, the light in the room hits his tall nose bridge, casting a faint shadow on his face.
Wen Xian stared at the woman on the bed.
His eyes were gloomy.
Fu Yue and An Zixuan's conversation and actions just now, he saw clearly from the dark place.
That man, he deserves to be damned.
Wen Xian's gaze dropped to Fu Yue's body, her cherry red lips opened and closed, and said, "Lan'er, you are not good at all..."