Chapter 608： Sitting on the country and beauty (27)

The young boy's star-like eyes looked through the portrait, and the deep affection of the peach blossom eyes almost made people indulge in such tenderness.

Fu Yue mumbled a few words at random: "Ah, the son of the Taifu family is only seventeen years old this year, one year younger than me, so young..."

Six years older than Her Majesty, the beauty of Wen Damei who is already twenty-four this year: "..."

Fell into a deep silence.

Inexplicably heartbroken.

Wen Xian did a naive thing. He picked up the portrait and placed it next to him for contrast, with his thin lips closing together, calmly stating a fact.

"Your Majesty still thinks this person is good-looking?"

Fu Yue: "..."

She looked at Wen Xian, and then at the young man from the Taifu's family, her eyes twitched strangely, "I'm not as good as Feng Jun."

Fu Yue's words are true.

No matter how beautiful people came to Wen Xian, they couldn't help being overshadowed by his almost immortal beauty.

Wen Xian hummed not salty, and even humbly accepted Fu Yue's compliment, and the cold and sweet voice sounded.

"This is the first draft since your majesty became the throne. Naturally, you have to be more careful. These... you still don't want to taint your majesty's eyes."

"Like An Guijun before--"

Wen Xian glanced sideways at Fu Yue, and continued: "I haven't figured out how my Majesty would dote on such a person before. It's unremarkable, and I can't find it in the crowd."

Fu Yue also took up this somewhat weird sentence, with a gorgeous voice like a melodious piano, "Does Feng Jun think that a standard should be set?"

Wen Xian gave a hum.

Fu Yue: "Who is the standard?"

Wen Xian faintly put down the portrait in his hand, closed the snow-colored sleeves, curled up the eyelashes to cover the dark eyes, and said, "I."

Fu Yue: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she said quietly, "If Feng Jun opposes my draft, you can just say it."

Wen Xian straightened his face, looked at Fu Yue some inexplicably, lifted her white chin slightly, and said, "I didn't mean to do this. Your Majesty don't want to be innocent at will."

The truth is the same.

Fu Yue almost believed him.

She squinted her long and narrow peach blossom eyes, and the underside of her eyes flicked slightly.

This person really wanted to make trouble!

She and Wenxian really didn't match!

Looking at Wen Xian thoughtfully, the empress suddenly bends the corners of her lips, and she handed all the scrolls to Wen Xian, "Suddenly I thought that there were still many papers that I had not reviewed, so I bothered Feng Jun to give me. Pick a few out."

Wen Xian: "..."

Not really wanting to promise how to break it?

With a calm, fair and beautiful face, he took these portraits, Wen Xian looked at it casually, with a casual attitude, like picking cabbage... No, picking cabbage is not as casual as he is.

Fu Yue reminded him silently, "Jun Feng has to help me take a good look, but don't pick the last one. This will make me wonder if you are here to make trouble."

Wenxian who just had this idea: "..."

His gaze was somewhat inexplicable, and the corners of his lips were pursed.

Fu Yue walked slowly back to the back of the desk, took a booklet at random, and looked at it slowly, with ten lines in a glance, and his white jade fingers pinched a slender pen, making comments seriously, her eyes faint.

Her Majesty said that she is in a good mood now.

As for the smell of the beautiful woman on the side, her brows frowned.

He is not good at all.