When the new emperor ascended the throne, the ministers congratulated and inevitably mentioned the harem draft, so the portraits of the ministers and the sons of the family were sent to the Shiyu Palace.

Shi Yu had just ascended the throne, and he had a lot of government affairs to do, so he spent most of his time in the imperial study.

On this day, Su Xian carried the chicken soup he had boiled for several hours to replenish Shi Yu's body, and arrived at the imperial study in a hurry.

When he came, Shi Yu, who was sitting at the desk, seemed to be watching something intently.

Su Xian put down the food box and quietly walked behind Shi Yu, he planned to cover her eyes and scare her.

This is a little love that is often played between the two. Interesting.

Before he stretched out his hand, his eyes swept to the picture scroll that Shi Yu was looking at, which was not written on a major event in the court, but a beautiful man.

The young man in the painting has a delicate appearance, too beautiful to say, he is very docile and good-looking, and there is no aggression at all.

A sour feeling surged in his heart inexplicably.

He was jealous of a portrait, and His Majesty looked at the portrait for five full seconds without taking his eyes off it, not even knowing that he was entering the door.

How long has he been a Fengjun, His Majesty is going to recruit the harem, is he going to fall out of favor?

Sure enough, love will disappear, right?

Is Your Majesty tired of his body?

Su Xian panicked in his heart, and felt a sense of crisis, so he suddenly rubbed over, wrapped his arms around her waist and took him into his arms.

Shi Yu's ears suddenly sounded the man's aggrieved and obedient voice: "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?" ”

Shi Yu was taken aback, and when he looked back, a dark cloud could appear between Su Xian's beautiful eyebrows.

Shi Yu put away the scroll and hurriedly explained: "The female official sent it, I was curious to open it and take a look, but I didn't expect it to be a draft candidate......

She really didn't know that she was a draft candidate, otherwise she wouldn't have seen it if she was killed.

Her desire to survive is strong.

Su Xian let go of her, sat down, spread out the picture scroll on the case, and said in a muffled voice: "These ones are not good-looking, how can they be worthy of Your Majesty." ”

He looked more closely, and recognized many of the minister's sons.

The reason why I couldn't recognize it at a glance just now is because the person in the painting is slightly different from me.

These portraits were specially beautified by the painter.

"Your Royal Highness, these portraits have been beautified by the painter, for example, this Li Xinghe, I have seen, this person is not so handsome and extraordinary at all, he has a mole on his chin, and he has not painted it in the portrait, and the painter is used to deceiving people."

"And this Zhao Gongzi, obviously has thick lips, and the painter painted him with thin lips......"

"Look at this ...... again"

Shi Yu smelled the smell of vinegar, and his eyebrows and eyes crooked to make fun of him: "Feng Jun is this a taste?" ”

Su Xian stared at her, smiled faintly, and when Shi Yu wrung his eyebrows in confusion, and wanted to ask him what he was laughing at, he was suddenly dragged into his arms.

Su Xian smiled: "How can I taste it, they are not as good-looking as me." ”

He reopened the portraits: "Your Majesty look at it as you please. ”

If you look better than me, you will lose.

But as he said this, his brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze swept over the portrait, as if she dared to look at it, and he burned it immediately.

Shi Yu thought he looked really funny.

After holding out for less than a second, Su Xian carefully tugged on Shi Yu's sleeve: "Your Majesty, I don't want to be jealous of other men for the rest of my life, and I don't want to share you with others." ”

Shi Yu promised: "There will be no one else, you will only be in my harem." ”

"The people in these portraits ...... It's not as good as you. ”

She deliberately picked out the portrait she had looked at for five seconds, unfolded it and placed it next to Su Xian for comparison: "Compared with Fengjun, it is ugly." ”

Su Xian's narrowed eyes blinked a few times in an instant, sweetness appeared in his heart, and he squinted: "It really can't be compared with me." ”

If you want to compare his appearance, no one in the entire capital can compare to him!