Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

The attendant covered his lips instantly.

There was an unabashed surprise in his eyes.

"Lord, what are you?"

He Luo nodded at the attendant, affirming his guess, a wry smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and his expression was still calm, saying: "Yes, it's the way you think it is. These days, your Majesty has indeed called me every day. Waiting for bed, but...she never touched me."

The attendant's eyes instantly turned red, and he bit his lip to comfort He Luo, "Your Majesty is too much, how can she treat you like this?"

This is for a servant.

What a shame...

He Luo didn't have any resentment on his face. He raised his hand to touch his face and said in a daze, "Qing Zhu, do you think I look like Feng Jun?"

The attendant named Qingzhu trembled and subconsciously denied: "Why does the lord say that, you are yourself, and how can you be like anyone? Stop thinking about it..."

He Luo: "I didn't believe it at first, but your Majesty treats me like this, it really doesn't allow me to think too much."

"Those people in the harem said that the reason why I was spoiled was only because I gave birth to a face similar to Fengjun. After all, I am just a stand-in..."

He Luo couldn't help tears overflowing from the corner of his eyes.

Muttered: "I stole all this, stolen..."

The pale sunlight came in and fell on the beautiful side of this young man, and he could hardly open his eyes. The bright sunlight was warm, but it shone cold in his heart, which seemed to herald the fate of the rest of his life.

The rest of my life was bleak.

Fu Yue was dragged by Wen Xian to Weiyang Palace.

Then it was deducted.

"..."

Wen Xian took the cat he raised and put it in Fu Yue's arms, and said, "Doesn't Lan'er like cats?"

"Touch it."

Fu Yue: "..."

The corners of her lips twitched, and she was shocked by the sorrowful operation made by Wen Xian.

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

It almost froze 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 me no Things I like!"

Hearing the string seemed to think for a moment.

He hesitated and opened his mouth, "Which aspect does your majesty mean?"

Fu Yue: "??!!!"

She was taken aback first.

After reacting, his face instantly went dark.

What kind of waste is in this man's mind?

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

Wen Xian nodded, and did not refute.

Fu Yue continued: "Then what my words are imperial decree?"

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

Fu Yue: "Then leave me alone!"

Wen Xian: "No."

Fu Yue: "..."

After the identification, the brainwashing failed.

Fu Yue smiled and said, "Fengjun, I think you are a bit rebellious."

Wen Xian laughed hypocritically: "Your Majesty, although there are differences between the rulers and the ministers, I am also your husband. As a husband, what's the matter with your wife in some respects?

Fu Yue: "..."

It seems to make sense.

and many more.

The female emperor suddenly frowned her delicate and narrow eyebrows, her tone a little bit unkind.

"Didn't I say that I want to reunite with you?"

"Don't change the subject for me!"