Chapter 583: Sitting on the country and beauty (2)

After retreating.
Fu Yue stood up from the dragon chair, her narrow and narrow peach eyes swept across the kneeling courtiers opposite her, her delicate white face was slightly calm, her joy and anger were not visible.
It looked like a female emperor should have.
Maybe it can’t be said to be like.
But she should have been so high, with thousands of beautiful rivers and mountains under her feet, looking at everything in this world with a high-level attitude.
...
As soon as Fu Yue walked out of the golden temple, a little with a white face smiled and greeted him, pinching the drake's voice with his artificial orchid fingers.
"His Majesty--"
The ending sound seemed to be able to circumvent the beam for three days without end, and it made Fu Yue tremble slightly, and her footsteps retreated unconsciously, and her hair was about to stand upside down.
Fu Yue frowned, and reprimanded in a deep voice: "Presumptuous, stand there and don't move, do you, the eunuch, want to assassinate me?"
She held her hand behind her, and when her cold gaze swept over, people couldn't help feeling a chill in her bones.
This is the majesty of the emperor.
Mood and anger, cold to the bone.
The Wang knelt down with a happy puff, crying with a big white face, "Oh, my majesty, the servant didn't mean it. Isn't it that An Guijun took the initiative to go to the Chaoyang Palace to find you, the servant is happy for you? !"
In the words of the eunuch, it was everywhere revealed how humble the original owner was to this An Guijun.
Fu Yue sneered.
The wide sleeves were flicked at random, and the voice of the empress, as majestic and cold as the twelfth lunar winter, came, as sweet as a fairy.
"I don't see."
Wang Xi was stunned immediately. He subconsciously stopped Fu Yue, like an old mother, persuading with all his heart: "Your Majesty, please don't be frustrated with An Guijun. This time, you are not the first to subdue yourself. Good for you!"
Fu Yue:? ? ?
What kind of An Guijun is? It's worthy of being a dignified monarch. Her Majesty said that this person is thinking of eating ass.
Judging from the attitudes of the courtiers and slaves to her just now, it is obvious that the original body should be an emperor with real power, and there is no need to look at whose face to act.
The noble and majestic face of the female emperor turned slightly, and glanced at the coldly, and the cold and cruel words were spit out word by word from the delicate red lips, "Let this Anguijun go away, I don't want to Chaoyang Palace saw him."
"A man, just a plaything, dare to take Joe with me, who gives him the courage?"
Wang Xi subconsciously wanted to persuade Fu Yue, but to the extremely indifferent eyes of the Goddess, he finally lowered his head in silence, knocked his head on the cold ground, and bowed a respectful salute.
Did not speak again.
An idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
Your Majesty seems to have changed, and now there is more and more what an emperor should be.
Mood and indifference.
The former Majesty was obsessed with that An Guijun, who was obviously the aloof young emperor, but in front of that man, he lowered his posture again and again and catered to him everywhere.
Now see the majestic and indifferent eyes of the Empress.
The beauty is beautiful, and the brilliance is full of untouchable majesty.
There was only cold mockery, no gentle affection, and even a slight killing intent.
A few words gradually appeared in Wang Xi's heart.
The emperor is merciless.
He suddenly felt a little sympathy for the legendary arrogant and mortal An noble monarch.