Chapter 595 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (14)

Wen Xian must have finished taking a bath. She had a fragrant and fresh fragrance on her body, and the fragrance of her hair, which was thick with moisture, enveloped her whole body, and her brain stopped for a moment.

Fu Yue blinked her eyes in a daze and looked at the man holding her. His beautiful profile was sharp and angular, and his lines were almost cold and beautiful.

There is nothing soft and graceful about men in the world of women.

Wen Xian's eyes were too cold. Fu Yue couldn't see a trace of affection in these eyes. They were just businesslike and calm, without any trace of confusion or infatuation.

My mind suddenly became clear.

Fu Yue raised her slender white hand and stopped Wen Xian's movements, "It's not necessary, it's just a poison. This pain... I can bear it."

The woman's beautiful lips curved into a mocking smile, and her eyelashes curled down.

This pain is nothing.

She has long been used to it.

Perhaps it was because she had lived a comfortable life for too long, and she was a little bit out of sorts when she was caught off guard by a sharp pain.

Wen Xian's movements paused, and a slight confusion flashed across Fu Yue's eyes, which passed quickly, and his lips opened and closed.

"Why is Your Majesty so stubborn? Why do you have to carry on with things that can be avoided... Your Majesty cannot say no today. I promised my father that I will take good care of Your Majesty tonight."

"Your Majesty is in such pain, how can a humble minister stand by and watch?"

The beauty smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Innocent and innocent like a little white rabbit.

Fu Yue: "..."

Why can you, a male favorite in a world of women, be so strong?

Still calling yourself a minister?

There are no rules!

Besides, if I don’t want to, can you still force yourself to bow? !

After going over what she had just thought in her mind, the noble and elegant Empress fell into deep silence.

He, like, really, could.

"..."

Even though Wen Xian was also poisoned, he looked like he was fine. This made Fu Yue have a conjecture in his mind.

Could it be that he wasn't poisoned at all?

In other words, this poison was originally created by Wen Xian to harm her, in order to seize her throne.

Her Majesty the Empress enters the scene very quickly.

She quickly adapted to her role as emperor, and everyone seemed to be trying to take over her throne, so she suspected that she was seriously ill.

Fu Yue's eyes gradually became dangerous.

Think, kill him.

Once and for all.

Even Wen Xian felt it. He lowered his eyes slightly and saw the faint murderous intention towards him that had not dissipated in the empress's eyes.

Wen Xian thought for a moment, and instantly understood why Fu Yue suddenly wanted to kill him, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The slender beauty turned over and sat up. He raised his hand and pulled down his clothes slightly, revealing a section of his back shoulder, which was porcelain white, a white that seemed to be soaked in coolness.

The most eye-catching thing is that there is a light red flower printed on his back. It is so lifelike that it seems to bloom in an instant. Just look at it like this.

There is a strange and eerie beauty.

Fu Yue: "???"

If persuasion fails, this person now wants to seduce/seduce?

Seeing Fu Yue's unspeakable eyes, Wen Xian understood her thoughts strangely.

"..."

She seems a little different from before.

Wen Xian opened his lips to explain, feeling a little helpless.

"Your Majesty, don't you think this mark is somewhat familiar?"

Fu Yue stared at him coldly and said nothing.

The noble and cold eyes said it all.