Chapter 1325： The wife wants to be a widow every day (10)

Also, the appearance of the original body is indeed extremely prosperous, even the emperor of Beiliang who is accustomed to seeing beauties, can't help but sway slightly, and his sight does not move away from Fu Yue for a moment.

Yan Xuan stared at Fu Yue unblinkingly. This line of sight was really presumptuous.

Fu Yue: "..."

Yan Jun took his seat early, but he slightly arched his hands toward the emperor on the high seat to show his salute, without even bending his back for a moment.

Extremely perfunctory.

Yan Xuan's face became more gloomy with naked eyes.

Yan Jun is the first prince, and his status is almost equal to the emperor. He has such arrogant capital. After all, a large part of Beiliang's military power is still in the hands of the former prince.

Seeing Yan Xuan still staring at Fu Yue. Yan Jun frowned almost invisibly, and he opened his mouth.

"His Majesty."

Qing Lingling's voice, like the sound of jade colliding with each other, was extremely clean.

Yan Xuan finally came back to her senses, and actually chuckled.

"This is the princess of Chu, and it is true that the rumors are not as good as seeing. The princess is so beautiful, and I am eye-opening. Blessed is my emperor brother!"

At the first meeting, the emperor's attention was actually on the appearance of his sister-in-law, and he also praised him.

It's kind of weird to say so.

Anyway, Fu Yue's lips twitched, and there was a moment of silence.

"..."

Yan Jun: "Heh."

A sneer.

The voice of Yan Jun's sneer was really not low, Fu Yue glanced at him and noticed his unhappy look at this moment.

On the contrary, Yan Xuan, as if he hadn't heard Yan Jun's sneer, continued to talk to herself, saying, "The princess has always been used to living in Chu, but now she first came to Beiliang, but is she still used to living?"

Although it's just talkative, but Yan Xuan is not far from Fu Yue.

"Thank your majesty for caring, I am used to living."

Fu Yue's attitude was neither lukewarm nor warm, and she was obviously just a princess sent by a defeated country to marry him, but she didn't mean to be small in the face of the emperor of the enemy country.

Seeing that although Fu Yue is sitting next to Yan Jun, the distance between the two is a bit far apart, and there is no color of intimacy. If they were not for the same red clothes on their bodies, they would really not tell that they were a pair. Newlyweds.

Yan Xuan also discovered this.

Suddenly with a playful smile, he asked lightly, "Isn't the emperor brother and the princess getting along very well? The two are not close together. Isn't the emperor dissatisfied with Xi and the princess?"

Fu Yue: "..."

The emperor of Beiliang is a bit unreliable.

Is this here to sow discord?

"Your Majesty is worried..."

Before Fu Yue finished speaking, her hand was held by the person beside her and placed it gently.

Her words just got stuck in her throat.

The banished youth smiled lightly, "The princess is very good, Jun, very pleased."

As he said, he turned his eyes, the light under the long eyelashes was gentle, soaked in the fine sunlight, which easily gave people a sense of indulgent trance.

Fu Yue's heartbeat missed a beat.

The emperor on the high seat looked very ugly. He looked at the pair of people in front of him, his thin lips pressed tightly, and his fingers on the armrest gradually tightened.

"Oh? Really?"

Yan Jun looked back, "Naturally."

"It's getting late today, and Mrs. Weichen and his wife retired."

With that said, Yan Jun stood up holding Fu Yue's hand, and walked outside the hall step by step, regardless of how ugly the emperor's face was behind him.