Chapter 635 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (54)

Standing at the door of the cell, a tall beauty wearing a black dragon robe came walking under the starlight.

Just like Fu Yue.

Now the empress of Qi.

Because Wen Xian was sitting on the straw mat, Fu Yue looked down at him condescendingly.

Wen Xian's vision was a little dazed, and he called her name again, "Ji Lan..."

Fu Yue raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and was a little surprised that this person would actually call her by her first name. She looked at Wen Xian for a few times and hummed indifferently.

Why does this man look half-dead?

Wen Xian still sat there, lowered his eyelashes, put down his blood-stained fingers, moved his lips and asked, "What are you doing here? The prison is filthy and is not a place where Your Majesty should stay."

Fu Yue: "..."

She stepped in.

Looking at Wen Xian's calm face, Fu Yue inexplicably felt an unknown fire in her heart.

A very bad idea suddenly popped into my head.

She knew Wen Xian liked her.

This is what he admitted.

However, she had never seen this person show the slightest bit of love for her. A cold-tempered person was so restrained in his love. If Wen Xian hadn't admitted it himself, she still wouldn't have believed it.

Wen Xian's impression on Fu Yue has always been that of a relegated immortal, cold and unattainable, as if he was indifferent to everything.

Fu Yue really wanted to see this man's crazy look of being unable to fall in love.

What a situation it would be like.

It must be fun...

The empress' crimson thin lips curled up slightly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was suppressed again.

System 677 with God’s perspective enabled: […]

Host, are you sure?

Sure enough, he is the boss who has activated the mission mode!

Dare to do anything!

Hang!

Fu Yue took a step forward, bent down, and the black sleeves brushed his face. She stretched out her slender fingers from the sleeves and pinched the young man's fair and delicate chin.

Her lips came closer and she breathed into his ear. Her pleasant voice was completely inconsistent with the cold expression on her face.

"Wen Xian, the worst thing you did was fall in love with me."

Even if your chin is pinched.

Wen Xian's eyelashes only trembled slightly, his expression remained calm, and all the possibilities that he had envisioned for the future flashed through his mind.

Except for this.

He would actually give up the great cause he had been planning for many years and the family's blood feud for a woman.

Did you do something wrong?

he does not know.

Every word of the empress' cold and ruthless words was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Wen Xian's heart and stirring it.

Pull it out again with blood dripping from it.

"Wen Xian, your surname is Wen. I have been thinking about the reason why you assassinated me for a long time, and then I thought of it... The reason is very simple, just because you are -"

"Remnants of the previous royal family."

Six words.

Wen Xian's identity was completely revealed.

Fu Yue's tone was a little surprised, with a slightly gentle smile hanging on her beautiful face, "But what I don't understand is that you didn't hide your name and didn't even change your last name. How can you be so confident that you won't be exposed?" Can I find out your identity?"

"The only prince of the previous dynasty, Wen Xian."

The man stared at her, his eyes as beautiful as glass unblinking, as dark as a moonlit lake filled with stars, filled with sadness and self-mockery.

The only thing I don’t have is regret.

Wen Xian closed his eyes and said, "Yes."

"I never thought I would be discovered by you, and I have this confidence to guarantee it."

"Ji Lan, I just lost to you."