A slender figure walked into the hall.

Fusang looked up, stunned.

Because tonight's Jiang Linxian did not dress up as plain and elegant as in the past, wearing a gorgeous red robe, just like Lang Jun waiting for the bride on the wedding night.

The young man wore plain clothes like a fairy, and now he was dressed in a red robe, and he was as beautiful as a demon.

By the time the boy walked up to Fusang, she hadn't come back to her senses.

Until the young man's clear voice woke her up.

"Your Majesty, why are you looking at me like this?"

Fusang came back to his senses and said, "Why do you want to wear red?" ”

Is it possible that the round house still wears a wedding dress to celebrate?

Jiang Linxian's eyes flashed slightly, and her red and good-looking lips opened lightly: "Isn't it good-looking?" ”

"It's not." Fusang shook his head, thought for a moment, and replied, "I was just a little surprised. ”

Then, he remedied: "You look good in red, more beautiful than any man in the family." ”

When Jiang Linxian heard this, instead of showing a look of joy, he said faintly: "Is Your Majesty so praising other sons?" ”

Huh.

Fusang didn't expect the little obedient girl who looked light and elegant to say such words with a lemon sour taste.

And so.

She looked up at the boy, leaned over a little, and blinked.

"Are you jealous?"

Jiang Linxian pursed his lips and said, "No." ”

He just suddenly thought of His Majesty, who must have spoken like this in front of other men.

Fu Sang shook his head and sighed, pretending to be disappointed: "I thought you were delicious, and I was secretly happy in my heart." ”

Don't wait for the handsome boy to justify.

She continued: "It turns out that you don't like me, it's me who is passionate. ”

Jiang Linxian has never dealt with a woman, not to mention that this clever woman is still his wife.

Seeing her belittle herself so much, I was a little unhappy in my heart.

"Your Majesty." He whispered, "You didn't make it to yourself. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Fu Sang immediately showed a beautiful smile, his eyes flashed, and said, "You mean you were really jealous just now?" ”

With that, the boy fell silent.

Fusang took the initiative again and took two steps towards him.

The two were very close, and they seemed to be able to smell each other's fragrance, and the ambiguous atmosphere spread.

Fusang's beautiful eyes were fixed on the young man, threatening to force his words.

"Is there any?"

Jiang Linxian's long eyelashes like crow's feathers trembled slightly, covering the embarrassment that flashed under his eyes, and said, "Yes." ”

Fu Sang laughed evilly, pretending not to hear, and said, "Be louder, I didn't hear clearly." ”

Jiang Linxian's eyelashes trembled even more, and a clear shadow was sprinkled under his eyes, like a finely carved handsome face dyed with a faint crimson.

"Yes." It's a little louder.

The corners of Fusang's lips couldn't stop rising, and he almost wanted to pounce and hug the little girl.

Thinking of his weak body, he restrained himself rationally.

Take your time and keep your persona.

Hey, no.

The character of this plane is a merry queen, even if she is presumptuous, it will be fine.

"What about Your Majesty?"

The young man's voice sounded in the hall, and his voice was a little tentative.

"What does Your Majesty think of Lin Xian?"

Whether to treat him as another male pet, pet him when he likes it, and abandon it if he doesn't like it.

If so......

How should he deal with himself?

As a good husband, you should be generous and think more about your wife.

However, he absolutely could not tolerate it.

A lifetime of a couple is the love he wants.

If His Majesty could not give him such a promise, then he would not have any affection for her.