Chapter 626 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (45)

Wen Xian pushed open the bedroom door.

His slender, cold jade-like fingers rested on the door frame, tightening slightly. As soon as he entered, he smelled a warm fragrance, but couldn't tell what it was.

But when I smell it, I just feel intoxicating. It is also mixed with the ambergris that is unique to the emperor, and it is fragrant and fragrant.

Something flashed in the man's beautiful and clean eyes. He walked slowly in. What caught his eye was the dragon bed with the gauze curtains lowered. Inside, you could vaguely see the beautiful figure. posture.

The empress's low voice was slightly hoarse.

"Why did it come so slowly?"

Wen Xian: "..."

He didn't answer, even his footsteps stopped, and the look in his eyes was a little heavy.

This woman... is simply ridiculous!

Behind the gauze curtain, Fu Yue stretched out a slender white hand. Perhaps because the body temperature was too high, the skin color of the hand was slightly pink, and the neatly trimmed nails were round and cute. The fingertips were redness.

"come over……"

The empress's melodious and magnetic voice sounded again, seeming to be suppressing pain.

Wen Xian remained motionless.

Through the gauze curtain, Fu Yue could only vaguely see a slender figure standing there. Just by looking at the figure, she knew she was a beauty. Even though she was a stranger...she couldn't care less.

Don't solve it.

She will definitely die.

Fu Yue had no idea that she was running like crazy on the road to death. She didn't even need slippers and couldn't pull her back.

"Why are you standing there so still? Didn't Li Fu teach you how to serve others? Come here -"

The empress' tone was slightly impatient.

Suppressed displeasure.

Those beautiful and slender hands pinched the gauze curtain, then slowly let go, and stretched out softly in the direction of Wen Xian.

His movements were inexplicably soft and well-behaved.

Wen Xian's thin red lips were pursed tightly, and the anger in her heart was getting bigger and bigger.

He walked towards the bed step by step, stretched out his hand to touch the slender hand, his curled eyelashes were slightly drooped, covering the unknown look under his eyes.

Feeling of tentacles.

Very obviously hot.

The temperature on Fu Yue's body was so frightening that Wen Xian was slightly stunned. He pinched her wrist with his backhand and felt her pulse slightly.

Did you fall into the Spring Breeze Crossing?

No wonder.

Wen Xian looked at the unconscious woman on the bed with a complicated expression, and hesitated for a moment. It was really just a short moment.

He raised his hand and touched the soft fabric of the collar.

…

"You look a bit like Wen Xian."

The empress's narrow peach blossom eyes suddenly stared straight at the man in front of her, her red lips opened and closed, and she uttered something specious.

Wen Xian: "..."

His face darkened slightly for a moment.

This woman is still awake, so she thinks he is a wild man from nowhere?

Slightly heartbroken.

Wen Damei's clean eyes were slightly fierce.

…

Fu Yue felt as if she had had a dream. She was like a small boat, floating on the rough sea. She didn't know where she was going, and she was always at a loss.

There must be one wave after another.

Even if Fu Yue tried his best to stop it, even if he was exhausted and sweating, the boat never stopped, but instead drove faster and faster.

Perhaps due to her physical condition, she felt a little seasick and her eyesight went dark. When I stumbled to stand up, my brain was deprived of oxygen for a moment, and suddenly it was colorful.

She finally fainted directly on the boat.

Until I wake up the next day.

Fu Yue still couldn't figure out why she couldn't stop the boat.