Fu Yue: "?"
Slowly type a question mark.
Before Fu Yue could ask about the reason, she had just half-supported her body, Wen Xian had already returned with a small white jade porcelain bottle, and was walking slowly.
Fu Yue's eyes fell on this bottle.
A bit of doubt crossed her eyes, she asked honestly: "What is this?"
Wen Xuan pulled out the stopper of the porcelain bottle and poured out a pill from the inside. It fell into the white jade-like palm, and the fragrance was overflowing. He said lightly: "You will know soon."
Fu Yue gradually had an ominous premonition.
The beauty wearing a thin coat turned her head, stuffed the pill into her mouth, swallowed it, and the delicate Adam's apple rolled slightly.
A gentle smile appeared on Wen Xian's handsome face, and Yun Danfeng said softly: "I just said that, I have no interest in you, Your Majesty."
Fu Yue: "?????!!!"
She looked at the white jade porcelain bottle and the pills in it, and then listened to Wen Xian's words at this time, and made some thoughts. Fu Yue immediately understood what he meant.
Ok.
This person is boring to her.
Not only emotionally, but also...physically?
Fu Yue's face went black for an instant.
This is simply a shame for a woman, not to mention that she is still the supreme emperor of Qi.
Fu Yue looked up and down Wen Xuan a few times, and a touch of disgust clearly appeared in his eyes, and sneered: "I didn't expect that my Fengjun would actually be bad?"
In the second half of the sentence, Fu Yue didn't say any more, her eyes fell on the small bottle, and she picked up the delicate brow, but Wen Xian could also understand.
"..."
This woman really didn't want to suffer a little bit.
He made a mistake.
The entanglement of long hair.
Wen Xian leaned down, trying to kiss Fu Yue's lips, but she turned her head to avoid it, and only landed on the woman's white side face.
"..."
Fu Yue's refusal was too obvious.
Wen Xian's dark eyes became deeper and deeper, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his appearance was obviously unpleasant.
The air pressure all over the body is low.
At this time, Fu Yue didn't have the mind to tell whether she was in a good mood. She closed her eyes and uttered a word from her lips.
To pierce the heart of the string.
"Kiss... is for the one you love..."
The meaning of this is very obvious.
You are not the one I love, except this time... I don't want to have any other physical contact with you.
This is a very heartbreaking fact.
Wen Xian has a black face.
The stunning beauty of icy muscles and bones seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, which made people look dumbfounded. The handsomeness of this man was like the trickling water on the mountain, making people indulged.
Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world.
Fu Yue closed her eyes, she was completely like a dead fish, and she didn't have time to see the beauty that was so close at hand.
Because she supported it.
"..."
Chaos overnight.
The newly appointed female emperor, her majesty, for the first time dazzled the early morning.
A group of ministers were left looking at each other on the top of the Golden Luang Temple, with unconcealable surprises in their eyes, but they did not dare to say anything.
Your Majesty, what's wrong.
The ministers waited for a long time in the main hall before a little **** came to pass on the will, saying that his majesty was unwell.
The ministers expressed their understanding one after another, and also expressed their deep condolences to your majesty. Rainbow fart blew wave after wave.
"Your Majesty has worked hard in national affairs, in order to continue my great prosperity for the century..."