Chapter 676 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (95)

"angry?"

He shook his head, "How could I be angry with you because of this? I always dreamed that this was a mistake, but now the dream has come true... It's great."

Wen Xian said thoughtfully: "I don't know if it's my imagination, but I find that your attitude towards me doesn't seem to be as resistant as before."

Fu Yue: "..."

It's not your imagination.

it is true.

Fu Yue's attitude towards Wen Xian has become a little weird since she knew that he was the Dao of Heaven. From time to time, she would stare at Wen Xian's face in a daze, as if looking at someone through him.

In fact, Fu Yue was curious.

What kind of god is Tiandao, and how could she be related to him.

In addition, they are not from the small world. Fu Yue may have the mentality of tears when a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, and feels an inexplicable closeness to Wen Xian.

Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Yue asked casually: "Where did you take those people in my harem?"

Seeing that Wen Xian's face began to darken again, Fu Yue immediately gave him a shot of calming medicine and almost swore, "I'm just curious, I don't mean anything else."

Wen Xian's thin lips curled up.

"I sent them back to wherever they came from."

Fu Yue nodded.

This is also a good idea.

These are all young people in their prime. It would be a pity to die in the palace like this all their lives. Fu Yue was originally thinking of finding an opportunity to release these people, but before she could take action, she was usurped.

Fu Yue: Haha.

→_→

Wen Xian continued quietly: "Except An Zixuan."

Fu Yue: "?"

Wen Xian: "I ordered him to be executed."

His tone was light and airy, as if he was talking about crushing an ant.

Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, then gradually frowned, her lips pursed in an unknown arc, and the corners of her mouth were slightly depressed, clearly showing displeasure.

Wen Xian's heart sank.

"What? Are you reluctant to let him die?"

Fu Yue shook her head. She glanced at Wen Xian inexplicably and said, "Is there anything I can't bear to part with him? I'm just a little regretful that he died so easily."

Wen Xian frowned.

Youyou said: "Don't worry, his death will not be easy at all."

Fu Yue looked at the strange curve at the corner of the beauty's mouth and felt a chill in her back for no reason, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wen Xian pinched her face gently.

"Stop asking. It's not appropriate for you to know this kind of thing."

Fu Yue: "..."

This person seemed to regard her as a little white flower in the greenhouse.

Fu Yue hesitated for a moment and swallowed his words.

Just die.

Anyway, this guy is not a good person.

…

This evening.

Wen Xian went even further and wanted to live in Chaoyang Palace, but Fu Yue naturally disagreed.

What a joke.

Throw yourself into a wolf's den?

As a result, such a strange scene appeared at the door of Chaoyang Palace's dormitory.

Wen Xian: "I won't touch you."

Fu Yue: "Haha."

Wen Xian: "I'm serious."

Fu Yue: "Get out."

During these days, the way Fu Yue and Wen Xian got along was very strange. They seemed to be the same as before, but there seemed to be an inexplicable ambiguity.

Just like the ambiguity on the eve of love.

You are most charming when you are about to love but not yet in love.

In the end, Wen Xian failed to stay in Chaoyang Palace. He turned back three times and left, with a hint of obvious sadness flashing in his exquisite dark eyes.