Chapter 639： Sitting on the country and beauty (58)

Weiyang Palace.

Since Wenxian was sent back, everything has been the same as usual. He has never been behind closed doors and has no friendship with those in the harem.

However, two servants came over and wanted to visit Wenxian to test the situation, but they left behind closed doors.

Almost no one knows what Wen Xian did to provoke the empress' anger before she was sent to the jail. This time she was released again, unavoidably causing others to wonder if His Majesty forgave the Fengjun.

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Your Majesty is not contaminated with beauty, and he never enters the harem every few months. Their group of beautiful and flowery men are like decorations.

If this is Feng Jun's favor again.

Then their chances are even smaller?

The servants hid silently in their own palace to stab the villain, full of resentment.

...

Weiyang Palace bedroom.

Wen Xian was lying halfway on the bed, wearing a plain white robe, and looking casually with a book in his hand.

With a glance and ten lines, perhaps he was uneasy, he couldn't read these words at all, and his mind was very confused.

He never tied his hair.

The man's beautiful glazed eyes were empty, until the attendant came over and called him softly, then he came back to his senses.

"Fengjun, it's time for lunch. You haven't had a good meal for several days. You can't stand it if you go on like this. You can't ruin your body like this!"

Wen Xian frowned.

"Leave it here, I have no appetite."

The man's beautiful face was visibly haggard with the naked eye, and the pale to pale lips looked like a sick complexion.

The attendant knelt on the ground cruelly, kowtow to Wen Xian, and said: "Feng Jun, don't let your majesty be frustrated. Rong Nucai said something bad. You ruined your body so much, even if your majesty knew she would I will care!"

Mentioned Fu Yue.

Wen Xian felt his head hurt again.

"Stop talking, I don't want to listen."

Although what the attendant said was heart-wrenching, every word was the truth.

This attendant really thought about Wenxian, and continued to persuade with all his heart: "Fengjun, there are so many men in the harem. Your Majesty will stay with this servant tonight, and where will you stay with that servant tomorrow night? Your Majesty is upset, where does she remember you?"

"These days, your Majesty is afraid that it is not because of that He Shijun who has been fascinated by him, and actually called him to sleep for a week...Where does she remember you!!"

The attendant murmured for his master.

Heard this.

Wen Xian was stunned for a moment, and then went through this sentence in his head. The book he held in his hand was not steady, and it fell to the ground.

A crisp sound.

He could understand every word apart, but how could he not understand it together?

"Summon He Shijun... to sleep?"

The man's pale lips opened slightly before he could barely utter these words.

"Yes, the minion dare not lie... Besides, this matter has spread throughout the entire palace."

Wen Xian stood up.

There was a dizziness and blackening before his mind. He seemed to have tinnitus for an instant. Except for the rumbling sound, he seemed to hear no sound. Everything in front of him slowed down. Even the voice of the attendant became slow. Up.

"Is it?"

Wen Xian was silent for a long time, and told the attendant on the side: "Get me a dress, I want to change it."

The attendant's eyes lit up.

"Are you going to find your Majesty?"

The other party gave a faint hum, but did not deny it.