"Your Majesty......" He didn't become noisy because it was all for His Majesty.

Fang Ruxi put down the chopsticks in his hand, knocked the dejected joy with the other end of the chopsticks, and smiled playfully: "Really wronged?" The widow is still waiting for you to continue to make noise. ”

Huanxi frowned slightly, bent down and asked, "Your Majesty, do you want the slave to continue?" ”

Fang Ruxi pointed to the dishes across the table and nodded, "Go on!" ”

Huanxi put the dish in her bowl and told her what had happened after she fainted.

It turned out that ......, everything turned out to be like this, she fainted at the wedding, listening to the words of joy, she should not like this Fengjun.

It's just that why there are emotions in her heart that are different from her thoughts, she shouldn't hate Feng Jun.

But she was also glad that if she hadn't fainted in time, wouldn't she have become a married man at this moment, sweating ......

After a meal, Fang Ruxi also felt much better, she stood in front of the bookcase with her hands in her hands: "If you come, you will be safe!" These were her own words of consolation.

I don't know why she crossed over here, but she believes in Destiny, and since it is caused by Destiny, there must be a reason.

"Your Majesty, do you need a minion to do something?" Huanxi didn't understand why His Majesty sighed like this, but he always felt that His Majesty had changed a little, his eyes were not as weak as before, they had become stronger and much colder.

Fang Ruxi waved his hand: "Stand down!" He commanded that no one should come in and disturb the widow's rest. ”

He glanced at the woman in red with joy and deep meaning: "Yes, the slave has retired." ”

Fang Ruxi looked at the closed door, looking at the stacks of folds behind her, flipping through them one by one, and flipped them down one by one, she found a problem, that is, the court seemed to care about one person up and down, and that person was Zuo Xiang, the Fengjun she had just established.

Fang Ruxi frowned: It seems that this person has already enveloped all the hearts of the people in the court, no wonder, no wonder he can force the widow to become Fengjun.

Feng Jun ......, there seemed to be something skipping in Fang Ruxi's mind......

She hooked her lips, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes: "If you make him Fengjun, then you can take away his official position in the previous dynasty, and concentrate on staying in the harem to serve the widow, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone." ”

"If this person is not likable, the widow will enrich the harem and leave him alone in the Feng Palace, wouldn't it be very happy, so that you can avenge this forced revenge......"

"Your Majesty really hates Weichen very much." Behind him came a voice of grief and sorrow.

Fang Ruxi turned around and looked at the person vigilantly, this is not good, but a look makes her heart ripple.

The slender figure gradually approached, it was a very beautiful man in a plain purple robe, with a tall nose, thin and moderate lips, sideburns like a knife, eyebrows like ink paintings, a simple jasper hairpin on the black and thick hair, exuding a faint ink fragrance on the body, a dusty temperament lonely snow and frost posture, light sky glass.

"Who are you?" Fang Ruxi glanced at the door and asked sharply.

The purple figure was stunned, her hands fell on her shoulders, and her graceful face playfully said: "Your Majesty is blaming Weichen for not serving Your Majesty well today, making you faint, and not enjoying the night of candles in the cave room?" But didn't this Weichen sneak in to accompany His Majesty? ”

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