Chapter 616： Sitting on the country and beauty (35)

Fu Yue didn't care whether he would be called the reputation of being a widow.

In the face of absolute power, rumors and rumors seem so pale, vulnerable to a blow, and the harm it causes is not painful.

Fu Yue did not conceal the attributes of her ashes.

Her Majesty is so capricious.

She looks good and she is reasonable!

She is a gangster, she is reasonable!

...

Fu Yue tried to instill in these beautiful young people some ideas that are rooted in the core socialist values, such as pursuing freedom and breaking free.

So that the hearts of everyone present became more and more weird.

Your Majesty, this is your general election! !

What are you doing? ? ?

Not to mention, under Fu Yue's encouragement, a young man really stood up.

He was a young man with weak and delicate appearance, and his attire was partial and pure, neither humble nor overbearing, and said: "Your Majesty's posture of heaven and humanity, the concubine's self-knowledge, poor appearance, and mediocre aptitude, not enough to serve the king."

Fu Yue glanced at him with interest. What he saw in this person's eyes was the awe at her and the awe of the emperor, except that he was not half distracted, and his slender white fingers tapped the dragon chair twice. The handrail of the female emperor said firmly: "You have a sweetheart."

The smiling voice gradually sounded.

The young man hesitated and didn't answer, but a red glow gradually appeared on his drooping face, obviously being poked.

Fu Yue chuckled, "What are you shy about? Tell me about the name of your sweetheart. If you are really happy, I don't mind doing a good thing to give you a marriage."

The boy's eyes brightened sharply, and he was obviously very excited, and he kept surrendering to Fu Yue, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your accomplishment, and my concubine is grateful."

Fu Yue waved her hand, raised her eyebrows boredly, and turned her dark eyes to look at everyone.

"what about you?"

With this boy beginning.

After that, several people really stood up one after another, saying that they were not willing to participate in the draft. They were forced by the family, and Fu Yue graciously fulfilled them.

It may be because of good deeds.

Fu Yue felt a strange sense of pleasure inexplicably.

Some of the remaining people said that they really wanted to stay and serve the king.

Fu Yue hummed indifferently, waved her sleeves towards the **** Sili, and said, "Go on."

The beautiful boys came up one by one.

Fu Yue was a little tired from aesthetics.

She turned her head and saw Wenxian, who was sitting on top of the phoenix seat, with a beautiful and alluring face, and said with a smile: "How does Feng Jun feel about these people? Is there a close eye?"

Wen Xian closed his sleeves and turned his head blankly, her lips pressed together: "Your Majesty, are you sure you want me to comment?"

Thinking of the situation in the Imperial Study Room that day.

This person is completely picking bones in the egg!

That scene was simply tragic!

Fu Yue: "..."

This is absolutely impossible.

The female emperor covered her lips and coughed, "Forget it, I'm joking."

Wen Xian gave her a cold snort, without giving her any face.

Fu Yue: "..."

Am I indulging you too much?

The draft came to an end.

The noble and elegant emperor frowned slightly, looking at the people in front of him, as if he was a little tangled, and a little hard to tell.

"I don't seem to be interested in you."

Everyone: "..."

Eunuch Li Fu: "..."

Your Majesty, what **** are you talking about?

Wen Xian: "..."

The beauty's indifferent face twitched, and the corners of her lips really couldn't help but curl up a little.

Obviously pleasant.