Chapter 653 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (72)

The attendant immediately covered his lips.

There was undisguised surprise in his eyes.

"Master, what are you doing?"

He Luo nodded towards the attendant, confirming his guess. There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, but his expression was quite calm, and he said: "Yes, it's what you think. His Majesty has indeed called me every day these days. I sleep with you, but...she never touched me at all."

The attendant's eyes turned red instantly, and he bit his lip to comfort He Luo, "Your Majesty has gone too far. How could she do this to you?"

This is for a servant.

What a shame...

There was no resentment on He Luo's face. He raised his hand to touch his face and said in a daze: "Qingzhu, tell me, do I look like Feng Jun?"

The servant named Qingzhu's eyes trembled and he subconsciously denied: "Master, why do you say that? You are yourself, how can you be like anyone else? Stop thinking so much..."

He Luo: "I didn't believe it at first, but His Majesty treats me like this. I really can't bear to think too much about it."

"Those people in the harem say that the reason why I am favored is just because I have a face similar to Fengjun. In the end, I am just a substitute..."

He Luo couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of his eyes.

He murmured: "I stole all this, stole it..."

The pale sunlight shone in and fell on the young man's beautiful profile, stinging him so hard that he could hardly open his eyes. The bright sunshine was warm, but it made his heart feel cold. This seemed to foretell the fate of the rest of his life.

The rest of life is bleak.

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Fu Yue was dragged to Weiyang Palace by Wen Xian.

Then it was deducted.

"..."

Wen Xian picked up his cat and put it into Fu Yue's arms, saying, "Don't Lan'er like cats?"

"Touch it."

Fu Yue: "..."

The corners of her lips twitched, she was shocked by the sexy moves Wen Xian performed.

The noble and majestic empress holds the cat in her hand.

Almost frozen into a stone sculpture.

Fu Yue tried to reason with Wen Xian. She put the cat in her hand on the ground, patted Ruyu's palm, and said: "Wen Xian, you have to know that I am the emperor. You can't force me to do anything I don't want to do." Something I like!”

Wen Xian seemed to be thinking for a moment.

He hesitated and said, "What is your Majesty talking about?"

Fu Yue: "??!!"

She was stunned at first.

After reacting, his face turned dark instantly.

What kind of rubbish is in this man’s mind?

Fu Yue stretched out two slender fingers and pinched the center of her eyebrows, "What I mean is... I am an emperor, right?"

Wen Xian nodded and did not refute.

Fu Yue continued: "Are my words an imperial edict?"

Although Wen Xian hesitated for a moment, he continued to nod.

Fu Yue: "Then leave me alone!"

Wen Xian: "No."

Fu Yue: "..."

Identification completed, brainwashing failed.

Fu Yuepi smiled but said: "Fengjun, I think you are a bit rebellious."

Wen Xian smiled hypocritically: "Your Majesty, although there are differences between king and minister, I am also your husband. As a husband, what's wrong with giving some opinions to his wife in some aspects?"

Fu Yue: "..."

That seems to make sense.

etc.

The empress suddenly wrinkled her delicate and long eyebrows, and her tone was slightly unkind.

"Didn't I say that I wanted to separate from you before?"

"Don't change the subject for me!"