Wait until the figures of these two people completely disappear in front of you.

Yan Xuan suddenly threw all the things on the table in front of him to the ground, and the eunuchs and palace maids around him knelt on the ground, their heads bowed very low, for fear that they would touch the moldy head of this angry king.

"Yan, Jun."

Two words biting out between the teeth.

Yan Xuan's handsome face was slightly distorted, and the green tendons on the back of her hands were bulging.

Every time.

Every time......

Yan Jun has never taken him seriously, he was in the past, and he is now. Even though he had taken the throne from this person's hands, he still didn't trample Yan Jun under his feet.

He, the emperor, may be a joke in Yan Jun's eyes.

This time, the princess sent by Nanchu was given to Yan Jun, and Yan Xuan's original intention was to humiliate Yan Jun.

Yes.

Marrying a princess of a defeated country as a concubine is definitely an insult to this arrogant and arrogant prince Yuanxian.

When Yan Xuan gave this holy decree, he originally wanted to wait to see Yan Jun's jokes, but he didn't expect that the other party just accepted this decree indifferently, and there was still a waveless look in his eyes. This inevitably made Yan Xuan feel a sense of powerlessness when she punched the cotton, aggrieved, and ridiculous.

Now I see this princess of Nanchu.

The regret in Yan Xuan's heart became even stronger.

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of stunning beauties of Yingying Yanyan, he was still shocked by the beauty of this princess.

Three thousand frightened snow, Luo Yi drooped on the ground.

It was a touch of snow on a mountain that amazed the world, white and flawless.

Such a beauty was supposed to be his concubine, but she was given to Yan Jun by him with a thought, so that she missed it.

Looking back at the concubines in his palace, they are beautiful and soulless, and they are all turned into dust and mud under their feet by this Nanchu princess.

Yan Xuan, who was furious, felt even more resentful of Yan Jun in her heart.

"Yan Jun, if it weren't for you...... How good it should all be. ”

The supreme power, the beauty that accompanies each other.

It's all his.

It's all his......

***

Fu Yue is not stupid, so he can naturally see that the dark tide between the two brothers is turbulent, to be precise, Yan Xuan's unilateral hostility towards Yan Jun. As for Yan Jun, his attitude towards Yan Xuan was very subtle, as if he was looking at a fool.

“……”

After getting into the carriage, Yan Jun immediately let go of the hand holding Fu Yue, and returned to her previous cold and peaceful appearance, as if the warmth just now was her illusion.

"You don't seem to have a good relationship?"

Yan Jun lowered her eyelashes, and her slender fingers played with the jade wrench in her hand.

"No, the princess laughed."

Seeing that Yan Jun didn't want to admit it, Fu Yue just smiled and didn't speak again.

Speechless all the way.

***

Of course, Yan Jun was not willing to marry Fu Yue, otherwise she would not have embarrassed her so much at the beginning. Although he is not in good health, he is not so bad that he can't even worship in the church.

When I borrowed the Holy Decree.

Yan Jun had murderous intent against this Nanchu princess.

As for why he didn't have murderous intent against Yan Xuan, because in his eyes, this younger brother was already a dead man.

Later, it was his master, the old man Tianji, who stopped him.

Here's what it looked like.

The old man, who had always been steady and indifferent in Yan Jun's eyes, was red at this time, and there was a faint excitement on his face.

"Jun'er, she can't be killed."

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