Prime Minister An's eyes were fixed on his son, as if he was staring at a sworn enemy.
Do not rest in peace.
An Zixuan was taken aback by his mother's gaze, and he subconsciously hid behind Fu Yue, "Your Majesty, if you cut the weeds, you won't get rid of the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate...Prime Minister An conspired against her, so don't spare her followers!"
An Zixuan was indeed cruel.
Not only did he kill his old mother, but he also wanted to take advantage of the situation to kill his old lover Fu Li.
Fu Yue raised her delicate eyebrows.
"Party?"
Baiguan looked at this scene, and couldn't help feeling deep worry in his heart, fearing that the fire would burn himself. After all, in such a situation just now, they did not stand up in front of His Majesty, and each of them chose to be neutral for the sake of being wise and safe, which is really disloyal.
An Zixuan was cruel: "Yes."
"As far as I know, General Fu's family and my mother have a very close personal relationship—"
The voice fell to the ground.
At this time, the overall situation was settled, and the blade in the hands of the current emperor was directed at those disloyal and unjust ministers, and one family after another was uprooted.
The wrist of the young emperor.
Iron-blooded and fierce.
As for Fu Li, who successfully usurped the throne in her previous life, she was just a cannon fodder in this life. She didn't even know until she died how she had offended the emperor.
Butterfly wings flap.
Everything has changed.
Just when Fu Yue thought everything was settled.
Mutations are sudden.
She has been usurped!
Her palace is under control!
Even she herself was put under house arrest in Chaoyang Palace.
Fu Yue who just woke up: "..."
She just fell asleep.
How was it usurped? ?
Which bastard did it
Until a handsome figure in snow clothes appeared in front of her—
Wen Xian walked in front of Fu Yue at a leisurely pace, he naturally raised his arms around her waist, and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer, don't you feel sleepy when you wake up so early?"
Fu Yue pointed at the locked door and the soldiers guarding the door, and asked, "Wen Xian, what do you mean?"
Wen Xian changed the subject, "Is Lan'er hungry? I asked the imperial dining room to make chicken soup. Do you want to drink some first?"
With that said, he opened the food box on the table, took out a bowl of chicken soup from it, and handed it to Fu Yue.
Fu Yue raised his hand and knocked over the bowl of chicken soup, his brows were erected, "I was asking you something, didn't you hear Wen Xian?"
The bowl fell to the ground, and the sound of breaking sounded.
Soup splashed all over the floor.
The smile on Wen Xian's face also gradually dissipated, his brows and eyes were condensed, as if covered with a layer of ice and snow, his fingers gently caressed Fu Yue's side face, and his tone was gentle: "As your Majesty saw, you I was put under house arrest."
talking.
The man laughed in a low voice, his voice was seductive and hoarse, "Your Majesty can't think of it, no matter the front court or the harem, I have placed a lot of people."
Fu Yue: "..."
Fuck, capsized in the gutter.
Didn't she see that this man was so sinister
An uncontrollable coldness emerged from the bottom of my heart, mixed with killing intent, which undisguisedly surfaced on my face.
Fu Yue stepped forward fiercely, stretched out her slender and fair hand, pinched Wen Xian's slender neck, and said word by word: "You want to die."
The strength in her hands was gently removed.
The whole person was embraced by Wen Xian, and Fu Yue's head was gently and forcibly pressed against his chest by him, and the voice in his ear was like the whisper of a demon, which was pleasant to the ears.