Translator: 549690339
However, in this country of women.
Men always advocated feminine beauty, so Wen Xianâs action was reasonable.
But Fu min still felt weird.
Looking at Wen Xianâs appearance, no matter how one looked at him, he seemed to be twisted.
Fu min stared at him so intently that he almost wrote the words âare you crazyâ on his forehead.
Wen Xian was speechless.
Forget it, he didnât need to ask her if he looked good.
He could tell from the womanâs reaction.
Just how much of an eyesore was his current ghostly appearance?
He had the urge to turn around and leave.
Just as he was about to move, Fu Shang called out to him.
âStop!â
Wen Xianâs body stood in place very honestly. The smile on his face was also stiff, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.
It was as if there was a blade on his back.
Fu Shang walked over and looked at Wen Xian with an indescribable expression, ââHow did you get yourself into this state?â
Wen Xian was speechless.
Isnât it all because of you?
Hehe, maybe water entered her brain while she was bathing.
â>_â>
The snow-robed beauty shifted her gaze away from Fu minâs eyes and said,â I didnât sleep well last night, so I didnât look too good. Thatâs why 1 asked someone to help me put on some makeup.
Fu Shang mumbled in agreement.
He didnât know if he believed her.
âWhy have you come to find me?â she continued to ask.
Wen Xian didnât intend to hide his purpose for coming here. He said,âI met someone in the Imperial Garden.â
â?â Fu Shang was confused.
âHe looks very similar to me. I heard that heâs His Majestyâs new favorite,â Wen Xian said.
yeah. Fu Shang raised his eyebrows.
She admitted it straightforwardly.
He lowered his eyes and stared straight at her, his lips opening and closing, why him of all people? he looks so similar to me. Isnât Your Majesty afraid that Iâll misunderstand?â
âMisunderstand what?â
âI misunderstood that His Majesty likes me, so 1 found a substitute.â Wen Xianâs lips curled up slightly.
Fu Shang was speechless.
Tsk, miscalculated.
you misunderstand me. Fu min tried to explain,â 1 donât mean it that way.
âYour Majesty, you donât have to explain. 1 understand.â
Fu Shang was speechless.
You understand nothing!
Fu Shang raised his long fingers and pressed them against his lips,â you worry too much, my Royal concubine. I only dote on he shoujun because his beauty is the only other candidate in the harem besides you.
as for why he looks so similar to you, I can only say that itâs a coincidence. Thereâs nothing strange about people looking similar.
Wen Xian was speechless.
I donât want to hear it.
âHis looks canât compare to mine,â Wen Xian replied.
Although Fu Shang was puzzled by Wen Xianâs sudden question, he still nodded and said,â yes, youâre so beautiful. Youâre unparalleled.
âThen why should Your Majesty settle for the next best thing?â Wen Xian naturally replied.
â?!â Fu Shang was shocked.
Wen Xianâs words echoed in her mind.
These words ⦠It was what she was thinking, right?
The Empress took two steps back and gave Wen Xian a gentle but cold smile. She shook her head and said, ââA beauty like you is indeed rare, but 1 canât afford it.â
âI donât want to die in my sleep at the hands of the person who sleeps next to me.â
Wen Xianâs face turned even paler.
He had once wanted to kill her.
He couldnât deny this matter.
Fu Shang continued to add fuel to the fire, testing the edge of [ death ].
âMoreover, 1 am very satisfied with he shijun..â