Fu Yue didn't expect An Zixuan to find a lot of useful things for her.
Prime Minister An's infidelity is already an ironclad proof.
This is a serious crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the nine clans.
Fu Yue scolded with a smile in his heart.
This shitty guy.
The empress raised her long and narrow eyebrows slightly, and she Shi Shiran put down the paper in her hand, with a gentle and intoxicating smile on her face, "Zixuan has really worked hard this time, if you didn't kill my relatives righteously, I would still be blinded by your mother." In the drum!"
Because Fu Yue's image on weekdays is too indifferent and majestic.
This time revealing such tenderness.
Really intoxicating.
An Zixuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes were fixed on the faint smile on Fu Yue's lips, and his heart was beating like thunder.
For a while, he couldn't figure out why he wanted to pester that bastard Fu Li instead of having such a good wife in his previous life.
Ji Lan, a king with peerless looks, lofty, majestic and powerful, treated him wholeheartedly, held him in his hands and gave him three thousand favors.
Thinking about it now, Fu Li was really no match for Ji Lan.
An Zixuan replied shyly, twisting his fingers together, and said: "This is what Zixuan should do..."
It seems to have thought of something.
An Zixuan suddenly straightened his face, and said solemnly to Fu Yue: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister An is rebellious and plotting rebellion. She is not loyal to me, Daqi, and Your Majesty... She is no longer the mother of the minister. Such a mother is ashamed! Your Majesty, please allow me, and I implore you to sever the relationship between mother and child with An thief, so as to learn from loyalty!"
Fu Yue: "..."
What An Zixuan said was sincere.
Fu Yue just thought it was ridiculous.
Although she didn't know why An Zixuan suddenly turned against him, it was because of his attitude towards his biological mother.
It's also enough to make people feel chilling.
Prime Minister An is indeed not a good person, and she is indeed unfaithful, but she can be regarded as obedient and caring for this youngest son.
Fu Yue's smile didn't reach his eyes.
Thin lips spat out three words, "I'm sure."
"Would Zixuan be willing to be a witness for me at the Golden Luan Hall?"
An Zixuan was so dazed by Fu Yue's gentle smile, he agreed without thinking, and turned his affectionate eyes to the empress opposite, and said, "Of course Zixuan is willing."
Fu Yue smiled hypocritically and nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good."
The atmosphere was silent for a while, An Zixuan stood up suddenly, walked slowly to Fu Yue's side, put his white hand on her shoulder, and said tenderly: "It's getting late, Your Majesty—"
This statement is very suggestive.
The corners of Fu Yue's lips twitched, she avoided An Zixuan's hand calmly, and then smiled at him, "I haven't bathed yet, how about Zixuan go to the bedroom and wait for me first? Hmm?"
The empress's melodious voice was slightly magnetic, and the slightly raised tone was elongated, which made people feel even more seductive.
Anyway, An Zixuan was tempted.
Frame after frame flashed in my mind, making people blush and heartbeat.
He hummed shyly, then stepped back with small steps, turned his head three times, and looked at Fu Yue with very lingering eyes, reluctant to part.
…
Spa pool.
Through the lingering smoke, the empress's tall and straight figure could be seen faintly, her clothes were neat and tidy, without any trace of mess, and the half-down eyelashes covered the cold light in her eyes.
A man was kneeling in front of her.
To be precise, it was a dark guard.