Chapter 617 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (36)

Originally, Fu Yue thought the talent show was quite interesting. Looking at the white faces and flower-like faces of all of them, she didn't mind having a few more attendants enter the harem.

But then I thought about it.

She is not a lustful person.

Bringing these people into the harem is just a decoration, just like a few more beautiful vases in the palace.

It really was nothing to her.

But for these young people in their prime, their lives were ruined.

Fu Yue fell into silence.

She suddenly regretted why she agreed to the draft.

Maybe... I was confused at that time.

No, it was the old-fashioned Minister of Rites who encouraged her!

It's definitely not her fault!

Fuyue's rule is.

She can't be wrong, she can never be wrong.

Could the boss be wrong?

impossible.

…

Fu Yue is indeed not a good person.

She is selfish, she is cold, she is sensitive and suspicious.

Because she was the one abandoned by the common people, no one had the right to ask her to have any kindness towards the world. However, even if she fell into darkness, Fu Yue still held on to a piece of pure land in her heart. This was her bottom line.

She would not actively harm anyone.

The common people have never been kind to me, so I just watch everything in the world with cold eyes, without being contaminated by any dust.

…

The empress in the high position opened her thin lips lightly and said, "Everyone, please go back."

Although it is a bit childish.

But Fu Yue didn't feel guilty at all and enjoyed his rights as an emperor with peace of mind.

She is the emperor, isn't she?

What's wrong with being willful? She didn't do anything harmful to nature.

Compared to other emperors, she couldn't be better.

Fu Yue successfully brainwashed herself.

Boss-style pleasure (*^ω^*)

Everyone left the Wuji Hall one after another in disappointment. Slender and graceful figures left one by one. Many of them kept looking back, seemingly reluctant to leave.

Fu Yue smiled seriously.

It makes people unable to see clearly the expressions of joy and anger, and the majesty is numerous.

The hall soon became empty, and everyone was gone——

No, there is one left.

After seeing clearly who that person was, Wen Xian's lips that had just been raised immediately dropped again, and his ice-like eyes fell coldly on that person.

A voice as sweet as celestial music sounded.

"Master, why don't you leave?"

Wen Xian stared at Chu Xiange.

I snorted coldly in my heart.

When he saw this man's portrait for the first time, he felt that this man was really unpleasant.

Ha, sure enough.

Hearing Wen Xian speak, Fu Yue also looked over, and happened to see Chu Xiange, who was lingering on leaving, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.

Chu Xiange walked straight towards Fu Yue, and finally stopped at the foot of the white jade steps. He knelt down and saluted Chu Xiange respectfully.

"See Your Majesty."

Fu Yue hummed and raised her hand to signal him to stand up.

Fu Yue looked at this familiar face, but couldn't think of where she had seen it before. She turned her head and casually chatted with Wen Xian: "This person looks familiar, but I can't remember it."

Wen Xianliang said: "Imperial study room, portrait."

His tone sounded like a jealous husband.

Of course, Miss Wen definitely didn't realize how sour her tone was now.

With these five simple words, Fu Yue suddenly understood.

The empress raised her slender jade-like fingers and pointed in the direction of Chu Xiange with a smile, "I remember, you are the son of the Chu family."

Chu Xiange's beautiful starry eyes lit up, and two dimples appeared on her fair cheeks, "Yes, Your Majesty actually remembered me? Xiange was flattered."