Chapter 621: Sitting on the country and beauty (40)

Fu Yue took the outer robe held in Li Fu's hand, draped it on her body, looked at An Zixuan condescendingly, and understated his fate.
"An Shijun commits the following crimes, the saint's front is ill-mannered, drag him down, put him in the Yaohua Palace, keep him for three months, don't let him run to me casually...this face, I look at Upset."
Fu Yue raised her hand to support her forehead, her headache was too bad, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were impatient.
An Zixuan's young man's heart was broken into pieces, and they couldn't fight together.
"Ji Lan, do you really treat me so cruelly?"
Fu Yue's attitude was too cold, and it was almost a world away from Ji Lan in An Zixuan's impression.
The fantasy is broken.
An Zixuan couldn't accept such a contrast for a while. He was unconscious. He was in a trance, and gradually revealed the appearance of Ji Lan in a pool of blood, but still smiling.
I don't know where the strength is.
An Zixuan broke free of the two guards and rushed straight towards Fu Yue. He wanted to hold her arm, but Fu Yue quickly avoided him.
He lifted his robe and stretched out his long legs.
Fu Yue kicked it directly, with a neat and crisp kick, looking bloody.
It's a pity that the foot didn't get back.
Fu Yue: "..."
The crimson lips twitched, she stared at An Zixuan who was holding her leg tightly, and 10,000 grass mud horses galloped past her.
Can't get rid of this dog skin plaster?
Fu Yue took a deep breath, "Let go."
An Zixuan clung to Fu Yue's leg tightly, and did not let go when he was killed, his mouth opened and closed, as if he had fallen into a nightmare, and kept repeating these words.
"Are you to blame me, blame me for killing you in my previous life, that's why this life is so bad to me..."
An Zixuan's eyes were a little hollow.
After realizing what this person was saying, Fu Yue's eyes condensed fiercely.
She quickly slapped An Zixuan's shoulder with a hand with wicked eyes, and didn't let him say anything suspicious.
Fu Yue took a step back in disgust and waved his hand, "I'm afraid An Shijun is not a madman. You are talking nonsense and get him away."
"It's really an eyesore."
...
Fu Yue went directly to the partial hall of Chaoyang Palace to sleep. Although it was a partial hall, it was the place where the emperor lived. Every day someone cleaned it and changed new sheets to ensure that people could live at any time.
When lying down.
Fu Yue put one hand behind her head, and the words An Zixuan had just said appeared in her mind, a flash of killing intent flashed between her eyebrows.
Reborn again?
The law is really a spicy chicken!
Wait, why did she add another word?
Fu Yue thought about it for a while, and finally decided to keep An Zixuan's life as a dog first, to see what other tricks he could reveal.
Since it was born again... it would be fun.
At this time, Fu Yue never expected.
The decision to leave An Zixuan's life made by myself actually pitted myself.
An Zixuan did not reveal any big storms, but he was a good at provoking discord, which disturbed Fu Yue's harem.
It also made her almost die under someone.
Fu Yue regretted not in the beginning.
If she had known that An Zixuan was such a man, she would definitely strike him with a sword when they first met.
One hundred, save trouble!
...
Weiyang Palace on the other side.
The window of the bedroom was open, and the bright moonlight poured in, reflecting the loneliness like snow.
Wen Xian stood in front of the window, her long crow green hair drooping down.