Chapter 614: Sitting on the country and beauty (33)

He is unwilling to enter the harem, share a woman with so many men, and live a life of intrigue and restlessness, which he cannot accept.
This time to participate in the draft is just an imperial decree, Chu Xiange has even thought about how to let himself lose.
Although his mother repeatedly persuaded him to say what kind of grace and grace his Majesty is, she is definitely a beloved person worthy of trust for life.
Chu Xiange has always been scornful.
However, until now, when he saw the rumored Majesty, although her face was mostly covered by Mianqi, it was not real, and his heartbeat missed half a beat strangely.
at this time.
The female emperor's cool and sharp gaze looked over, through Mian Qi, she looked over coldly, her eyes facing each other.
Chu Xiange's breathing suffocated fiercely.
He didn't know how to react for a while, and he stared at Fu Yue blankly, his beautiful and clean star eyes slightly rounded.
Fu Yue swept Chu Xiange's eyes at random, but didn't pay much attention. The first reaction to this young man was--
Looks pretty good, a bit familiar.
Gone.
The empress lazily looked away, looking boredly at the beautiful young men who performed their talents in order.
At first it was very interesting.
But there were just a few things over and over again, and Fu Yue soon lost her interest. She even thought: Otherwise, let's forget this draft, this group of Yingyingyanyan is nothing fun, she is not interested in them at all.
Fu Yue is a big man with face control.
To be honest, there are a lot of outstanding appearances among these beautiful young people, such as the one who just stared at her... But it seems to be a little bit close, it's better to hear the strings.
At least the guy Wenxian looks really to her liking.
Realize what you are thinking.
Fu Yue hurriedly stopped the weird thoughts in her mind.
Why does she compare Wenxian with them?
→_→
Just as Fu Yue was thinking about the feasibility of canceling this draft, a sharp drake voice came from outside the hall.
"Feng Jun is here--"
This voice is too magical.
Suddenly, Fu Yue was so scared that she was sober. She lifted her eyelids and looked at the person standing at the entrance of the hall.
Not only Fu Yue, but also Mei Jiao Lang standing in the entire Promise Hall, one by one looked at the belated Wenxian.
Just a glance.
Everyone's eyes are the amazing that can't dissipate for a long time.
There are all kinds of sights.
Some are amazing, some are jealous, some are complicated, some are ashamed...
This time, Wen Xian did not wear the snow-colored clothes that he usually wears. Instead, he changed to an ink-colored palace dress. This color is even more white. The man's skin is lined with a bit of coldness, but it is even more difficult to remove. Eyes.
The whole body was lingering a little bit evil, and the melancholy and pale between his eyebrows and eyes gave him the style of a sick beauty.
Peerless Aiyan.
Fu Yue was also stunned, and stopped playing with Yu's finger.
Wenxian who changed his dress... also looks good.
When the words came to her mouth suddenly turned a corner, Fu Yue smiled at Wen Xian: "Feng Jun is here, just so, come and choose for me. There are so many beauties, I really look dazzling. !"
Wen Xian glanced at her coldly, and sat down on Feng's seat slowly, and bowed to Fu Yue because of Qing, and gave a hmm.
Sweeping Yingying Yanyan across the hall.
Wen·Tsaojiao’s poisonous tongue loves to pierce the sword·Xianxian goes online again, saying cool words: "Your Majesty is really beautiful."