Chapter 601： Sitting on the country and beauty (20)

Fu Yue reluctantly opened her eyelids, and after taking a look at Wen Xian, she continued to close her eyes.

Wen Xian: "..."

He was sure that he was not mistaken, this woman didn't seem to recognize who he was, and what appeared in her eyes was a complete stranger.

This is very heartbreaking.

Even if Wen Xian didn't like Fu Yue and was so ignored, he still felt a myocardial infarction.

The beauty's face condensed.

He stretched out his cold hand...

Fu Yue awakened instantly with Ji Ling, her narrow eyes widened, she retracted back, throwing the pillow in her hand in the direction of Wen Xian, "Wen Xian, you are arrogant."

Lie inside.

It may be because of just waking up, Fu Yue's voice is a little hoarse, and a bit of softness that is not easily detectable, and it is not at all the majesty of the female emperor in normal days.

Wen Xian took the pillow that had flown over, put it on the bed, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, it's already three poles in the morning. You have been absent from the morning session today. Li Fu explained that your Majesty will not go to the court because he is unwell today. Now it’s almost time for lunch, and you should get up."

This person's beautifully shaped thin lips were closed, and the words he uttered were pleasant to the ear.

Fu Yue didn't listen to anything else, only heard that she seemed to have missed the morning.

She blinked, and said quietly: "Last night, everyone knew that I was staying here?"

Wen Xian frowned slightly.

He didn't quite understand why Fu Yue wanted to ask this nonsense, but he nodded and gave a hmm.

Fu Yue's complexion instantly became very interesting.

Everyone knows that she stayed in Weiyang Palace last night, and also knows that she was up early because of not being able to get up... Does this need to ask?

Just think about it a little bit.

Fu Yue even guessed how it would be spread in the palace.

Your majesty is weak.

Your Majesty can't.

...

Her Majesty said that this is a shame! !

Fu Yue raised his finger to the door, holding his stomach and the fire did not start, and finally sent it to Wen Xian's body, with a gloomy tone, "You give me out, I don't want to see you temporarily."

Wen Xian was fine, he took the book he had just read, and walked out without hurried steps, his posture like an immortal, like an untouchable flower of Gaoling.

Fu Yue: "..."

Haha, the flower of the fart of Gaoling.

Only she knew how black-hearted this seemingly holy snow lotus actually was. It was a black heart lotus. Last night it almost turned into an overlord flower and swallowed her whole.

Fu Yue couldn't figure it out.

It is obvious that the men in the Nvzun Kingdom are soft, weak, delicate, and soft, so why is she a freak?

last night.

... fainted directly.

If this matter spreads out, where will she put her face?

Fu Yue narrowed her narrow eyes, and made a secret idea in her heart.

If there are rumors that she can't do it, she will call a few more beautiful young people to Chaoyang Palace to be a faint and unruly monarch.

Thinking about this, Fu Yue got out of bed, picked up the clothes that he didn't know who had prepared them, and slowly put them on.

As for Wenxian, he is now sitting in the main hall of Weiyang Palace, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it casually, the words printed on the paper are obscure and complicated.

Li Fu stood in front of him, tentatively opening his mouth, "Fengjun, An Shijun is waiting at the door now, look--"