Chapter 664： Sitting on the country and beauty (83)

No matter how she scolded, Wen Xian always looked like he was not salty or indifferent. He stood in front of the dragon chair, looking down at Baiguan, his narrow and beautiful eyes gloomy.

Someone knelt down, saluted Wenxian very excitedly, knelt down fiercely, and said: "I'll beg the Lord to take the throne, restore my hundred-year glory to the Wen family, and kill the little thief of the Ji family!!"

"I'll be second!"

All the ministers of Wenxian's group, as well as their subordinates, clamored for Wenxian to board the ninety-five positions, and then executed Fu Yue.

Wen Xian was always indifferent, until someone mentioned Fu Yue.

The man's pale eyebrows were slightly raised, his thin red lips closed and he uttered two words.

"presumptuous."

"Whoever permits you to be so presumptuous, your majesty is just unwell. This is why I am temporarily in charge of the government. I don't want you to think about replacing it... it's damn!"

Wen Xian's subordinates: "?????"

Lord, what **** are you doing?

We have been deliberately planning for so many years, isn't it just for this throne?

You be sober! !

Those staunch loyal ministers: "?"

Slowly type a question mark.

What is the rebellious courtier Wen Wen talking about? Is it possible that this is a slow-down strategy? Is it to let them relax their vigilance?

Not right.

Then why does he bother so much?

As for the remaining ministers: "..."

Shivering, they are just a group of people eating melons.

Wen Xian stood there, glanced at Master Shi coldly, and continued unhurriedly: "Don't worry, I am not interested in your Ji family, and I will not betray Ji Lan. The owner of this mountain and river is from beginning to end. It will only be her."

After speaking, the black man walked away.

The corners of the ink-like clothes are pitch black, just like its owner, making people fearful.

Wen Xian's men: "???"

"What's wrong with the Lord? What medicine did he take wrong?"

"Does the Lord have any big plans?"

"I do not know either……"

They were all interrupted by a hoarse voice.

"Don't talk about it, Lord, this is a ghost. He was stunned by the woman. He was full of the woman Ji Lan in his eyes. How can I remember our great cause!"

The person who spoke was wearing a black cloak, completely covering his face, his figure rickety, and he watched as he gradually overlapped with the figure of the person in the prison at the time.

"Teacher, what should I do?"

"Lord, what should we do?"

"..."

The face of the person called the teacher became more and more gloomy, his forehead jumped, and he said, "How do I know!"

Lord is a love brain.

Show up a master who loves beauty and does not love Jiangshan.

What can he do?

After Wen Xian turned back, he went to Chaoyang Palace and saw Fu Yue staying in it. He was slightly relieved, and a gentle smile appeared on his beautiful white face.

He walked over slowly.

Raising his hand to hold Fu Yue's thin shoulders, he wrapped her in her arms, rubbed her high nose against her profile, and mumbled coquettishly: "Does Lan'er miss me?"

Fu Yue still hummed obediently.

A pleasant smile crossed Wen Xian's face, but as if thinking of something, his face sank again.

The devil stretched out his sinful hand towards the girl.

Tempted: "Lan'er, let's do something interesting, okay?"