Chapter 608 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (27)

The young man's star-like eyes looked through the portrait, and the deep affection in his peach blossom eyes almost made people indulge in such tenderness.

Fu Yue muttered a few words casually: "Ah, this young master of the Taifu family is only seventeen years old this year, one year younger than me. It's great to be young..."

Wen Damei, who is six years older than Her Majesty the Queen and is already twenty-four this year: "..."

fell into a deep silence.

Inexplicably heartbreaking.

Wen Xian did something very childish. He picked up the portrait and placed it next to himself for comparison. He opened and closed his thin lips, calmly stating a fact.

"Your Majesty, do you still think this person is good-looking?"

Fu Yue: "..."

She looked at Wen Xian, then at the young master of the Taifu family, and the corners of her eyes twitched strangely, "He is definitely not as good as Feng Jun."

What Fu Yue said was true.

No matter how beautiful a person is, they will be overshadowed by his almost immortal beauty.

Wen Xian hummed in a moderate manner, accepting Fu Yue's compliment humbly, and sounded a cold and melodious voice.

"This is your Majesty's first draft since he ascended the throne. Naturally, you have to be more careful. These... should not be selected to taint His Majesty's eyes."

"Just like Mr. An Gui before——"

Wen Xian glanced sideways at Fu Yue and continued: "I still haven't figured out how your Majesty could favor such a person before. He is so ordinary that he can't be found in the crowd."

Fu Yue also answered these strange words, her gorgeous voice was like the melodious sound of a piano, "Do you think Fengjun should set a standard?"

Wen Xian hummed.

Fu Yue: "Who should be used as the standard?"

Wen Xian calmly put down the portrait in his hand, rolled up his snow-colored sleeves, curled his eyelashes to cover his dark eyes, and said, "Me."

Fu Yue: "..."

She twitched the corner of her mouth and said quietly: "If Fengjun objects to my draft, you can just say so."

Wen Xian straightened his face, glanced at Fu Yue inexplicably, raised his fair chin slightly, and said, "I have no intention of doing so. Your Majesty, don't arbitrarily taint someone's innocence."

It sounds like it's true.

Fu Yue almost believed him.

She narrowed her narrow peach blossom eyes, and there was a hint of evil in her eyes.

This person really wants to cause trouble!

She and Wen Xian really don't get along!

After looking at Wen Xian thoughtfully for a few times, the empress suddenly curled her lips. She handed the stack of scrolls to Wen Xian, "I suddenly thought that there were still many papers that I had not reviewed, so I troubled Mr. Feng to give them to me." A few have been picked out.”

Wen Xian: "..."

If you don’t really want to agree, how can you break it?

With a calm, fair and beautiful face, Wen Xian took the portraits and flipped through them casually, with a careless attitude, like picking cabbage... No, he was not as casual as picking cabbage.

Fu Yue silently reminded him, "Fengjun, please help me take a good look, but don't be unable to pick out the last one. This will make me wonder if you are here to cause trouble."

Wen Xian, who just had this idea: "..."

His vision was inexplicably blurry, and the corners of his lips pursed.

Fu Yue slowly walked back to the desk, picked up a booklet at random, and read slowly, reading ten lines at a glance. She held a slender pen with her white and jade-like fingers and carefully made annotations with a faint light in her eyes.

Her Majesty the Queen said she was in a good mood now.

As for Wen Xian, who was picking out beauties on the side, his brows furrowed even more.

He's not good at all.