Chapter 1323 Madam Wants to Be a Widow Every Day (8)

In such a dynasty, human life is not valuable at all.

Fu Yue would not be intolerant of these people.

as expected.

After hearing Fu Yue's words, the maid's movements froze in place, and her face instantly became ugly.

Yan Jun, who was sitting by the window, looked over.

His eyes were calm, seeing that Fu Yue was so aggressive and domineering, without any mercy.

Yan Jun sighed very lightly, then put down the bamboo slips in his hand, and gently brushed away some dust on his shoulders with his white fingers, then stood up and walked towards Fu Yue's direction.

When the maid saw Yan Jun's actions, she lowered her head even lower, and her attitude could not be more respectful.

Yan Jun's snow-white fingertips took the initiative to pick up the wooden comb on the dressing table, and waved his other hand towards the maid who was kneeling on the ground, gesturing for her to get down.

The maid hurriedly withdrew.

Yan Jun stretched out a slender hand, gently held Fu Yue's three thousand black hair, and said: "Princess, why should we embarrass a maid? If you don't like the bun she wears, then just find someone else."

Fu Yue glanced at him, her narrow eyes had an indescribable meaning.

"So? The prince wants to tie my hair?"

Yan Jun blocked her mouth with what she said yesterday.

"The princess said, since you and I are husband and wife, then why not tie your hair for Madam?"

Fu Yue snorted coldly.

Instead, she obediently allowed Yan Jun to tie her hair.

At this moment, the sun shines in from the window, and the shadows of the two of them are cast on the ground. From this angle, they are just intertwined, like a pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks.

There really is a bit of the unspeakable ambiguity of newlyweds.

Of course, Fu Yue knew that all this was an illusion.

"Prince, will you enter the palace with me?"

Fu Yue suddenly said something.

Yan Jun paused his slender fingers and said, "I am not feeling well, so I will not accompany the princess into the palace. The princess is wise and can handle it with ease."

Fu Yue smiled at him and twitched the corners of her lips.

"What if I insist that the prince accompany me?"

Yan Jun stared at her with black eyes and said nothing.

He had already combed her hair and was about to retreat.

But Fu Yue grabbed his hand.

Her hands were soft, and her fingertips caused a shiver when they touched people's skin. While Yan Jun was stunned, the woman's slender fingers had already touched his.

Stick one by one.

Finally, fingers clasped together.

Seeing that Yan Jun didn't refuse, I didn't know whether the man was stunned or didn't care at all. Anyway, what Fu Yue is best at doing is pushing the envelope.

She stood up and took advantage of the young man's fingers. Then, she took a step forward and hugged the young man's waist.

The tips of Yan Jun's ears suddenly turned red.

He instantly wanted to push Fu Yue away, but couldn't. Although his voice was still low and sweet, it was obviously a little stumbling.

"Princess, what are you doing, princess? The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly. This really damages your image."

Fu Yue glared at him, but immediately laughed again. The slightly raised eyes showed a bit of coquettishness, like a depraved fairy, beautiful, but deadly.

"I am close to my husband, how can I be rude?"

After saying that, Fu Yue's tone changed and she said with some surprise.

"Ah, my husband's waist is so thin."

Yan Jun: "..."

Immediately afterwards, Fu Yue frowned again and said quietly: "It's not good to be too thin. My husband is too weak. What should I do?"

Her tone trailed off.

Yan Jun: “…………”

I spent the afternoon sorting out the outline today, and I have already conceived this story completely, hahaha

I'm going to take a shower first, otherwise the hot water will stop.

There are still some in the early morning