Chapter 628： Sitting on the country and beauty (47)

Wen Xian sank and sat on the ground, her beautiful and clean eyes swaying, her slender hands lightly pressed against her chest, her face almost transparent.

He bent down.

Another mouthful of blood came out.

Fu Yue looked at Wen Xian condescendingly, her narrow and long phoenix eyes had no emotion, she bent down her long legs gracefully, raised her hand to pinch Wen Xian's chin, and forced him to look squarely at her eyes.

"Do you want to kill me?"

"Your identity shouldn't just be my Fengjun?"

Aware of the pain and entanglement flashing in this person's eyes, there is hatred, there is inexplicable affection, and it is extremely complicated...At this moment, Fu Yue flashed a lot of things in his mind, and blurted out a word.

"You have a grudge with me? Or, you are not really Wenxian at all?"

The jaw was pinched.

Inevitable.

Wen Xian closed his eyes, his slender and curled eyelashes were placed on the delicate eyelids, casting a dense shadow, and he hummed slightly.

It's an answer.

The corner of Fu Yue's lips gradually aroused a cruel smile, "Wear the string, your heart pleases me."

This is a declarative sentence.

Fu Yue's tone was extremely determined, and Wen Xian did not refute it, but her pale lips became lighter, and the bright red lining the lips was a bit strange.

"You lurked in the palace to kill me, but unfortunately I didn't expect to fall in love with me, so when you first started, you hesitated--"

"You obviously have a chance to kill me, but unfortunately your heart is softened. Wenxian, you are really not a qualified killer..."

The female emperor's voice is sensible, not very warm, and taunting and pity are implicit in her words.

Fu Yue stepped back, her majestic and indifferent voice raised a bit with her arms around her.

"Come here, the Guards!"

With the order of the Empress.

Two imprisoned guards with knives guarding the door broke in, "See Your Majesty."

Pidian Pidian followed a Li Fu.

Fu Yue: "..."

Why is he everywhere?

Seeing Fu Yue's hand dripping with blood, the blood remained, and the snow-white coat was dyed red, this scene was actually a bit shocking.

Li Fuxiao's eyes widened, and the drake's voice almost broke, "Your Majesty, what's the matter with you, who did it!"

He rushed towards Fu Yue.

The female emperor's white forehead jumped suddenly, avoiding the minion of the drama, "I'm not dead yet! Why are you crying?"

Li Fu shut up instantly.

As soon as his small eyes rolled, he saw Wenxuan sitting on the ground.

The beautiful Fengjun changed his unattainable image in the past, like a **** who had been pulled down from the altar, fell into the mud and fell to the ground embarrassedly, with blood stains on his mouth.

Li Fu: "???"

Well, didn’t your Majesty and Feng Jun still be in harmony last night?

Why did you die early in the morning?

Li Fu said tentatively, "Well, what happened to Fengjun..."

The female emperor waved her hand lightly, and ignored Li Fu. Her slightly drooping eyes, the tails of her eyes were raised, and the arc was the kind of exquisiteness drawn by a brush.

"Feng Jun is rebellious and unruly, intending to kill the emperor."

"Take him down, go to the jail, and detain him first."

Li Fu: "!!!!!!??"

It's so amazing, he seems to be on the front line of eating melons!

The two guards immediately took orders to attack Wenxian's arms, but he did not expect to be evaded lightly, and the man’s pleasant voice sounded, "Don't touch me, I will go by myself."

He seems to be very repulsive to the touch of others.