Chapter 1647

On the other side,

Jun Zhan has just returned to the prime minister's house. His long eyelashes are slightly drooping. His empty eyes are like a pool of stagnant water.

Nanli saw Jun Zhan's appearance and was stunned for a long time. He stood in place and took a breath.

"You, what's the matter with you?"

Jun Zhan slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him. He didn't know what to think of. He wiped his cheeks as if he were cruel. His tone was cold: "nothing."

Nanli: "

Nothing, nothing. You're being frivolous.

"I have something else to do. Don't disturb me." Jun Zhan narrowed his eyes, left this sentence and went straight back to the main Pavilion.

Nanli didn't react for a long time. He stared at his disappeared back and muttered to himself: "it's incredible."

He has rarely seen Jun Zhan's embarrassed appearance

"Get ready to take a bath." Jun Zhan, wearing a silver mask, casually ordered the servant.

"Yes."

Jun Zhan is the only one left in the room.

The night was very dark and the hall was so big that it made Jun Zhan look colder and colder.

The faint moonlight splashed in the house, lengthening the long shadow reflected on the screen. In the low luxury and cold room, the shadow inexplicably showed a bit of silence and solitude.

Jun Zhan stood in front of the mirror, which reflected the man in red like a devil.

Jun Zhan casually said, but it was a little light mockery.

He pressed his fingertips on the silver mask, and his long and narrow Phoenix eyes were a little lazy and cold. His eyes were dark and dark, like a night without moonlight.

Carelessly thinking about what just happened in the side hall, Jun Zhan sarcastically hooked his lips.

He pressed one hand on the table, his knuckles turned white and barely supported himself.

The other hand is pressed on the heart.

It hurts so much that it hurts to death. Even the lip color turns white. It's like being ripped out of a bloody hole, filled with cold wind and pricked by a needle.

The handsome evil man lowered his eyes and his long eyelashes covered his black eyes, like a dead lake without waves.

this is it,

Once something is touched, it is easy to remember those bad and disgusting memories.

No, I can't put it down.

He sipped his thin lips and drew a sarcastic smile, strong like wine, with desperate indifference and disgust.

Like self abuse, press your heart hard.

It hurts more.

It hurts. I should have been used to it.

Jun Zhan thought carelessly, slowly raised his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, smiled calmly, but his eyes were dead

He is not happy, others don't want to be happy.

Jun Zhan slightly rubbed his fingertips and looked indifferent.

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The next day,

early morning,

Dye Bai doesn't know how every emperor who has the spirit of getting up gets up in the morning, but she gets up without expression.

As a puppet empress,

Just wear the Phoenix robe as a symbol to do that on the Danbi, and say these official words.

Then I listened to the Minister of the court and the central government discussing the hypnotic war of words from trivial to national peace and public security.

Ranbai almost didn't fall asleep.

The crowd saw her majesty, dressed in a bright red phoenix robe on the Phoenix chair, leaning there carelessly, with white fingers on her forehead, sleepy, and even a touch of laziness.

Ministers: "

Even if you are a puppet empress, please act like a little. As for being so careless?!

The ministers looked at each other and finally touched their noses. They all continued to drool as if nothing had happened and argued one thing after another.