On the other side,

Jun Zhan had just returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his empty eyes were as cold as a pool of stagnant water.

Nan Li was stunned for a long time when he saw Jun Zhan's appearance, and stood there and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jun Zhan raised his eyes slowly and glanced at him. He didn't know what he thought of, and wiped his cheeks with a fierce look on his fingertips, his tone was cold: "Nothing."

Nanli: "..."

There is nothing but nothing, you're doing it as if someone has been flirted with it.

"I have something to do, don't bother me." Jun Zhan narrowed his eyes, threw down this sentence, and went straight back to the main pavilion.

Nan Li finally realized for a long time. He stared at the disappeared back and muttered to himself: "It's so incredible."

He rarely sees Jun Zhan’s somewhat embarrassed look...

"Prepare to take a shower." Jun Zhan casually ordered the servant with a silver mask.

"yes."

Jun Zhan is the only one left in the room.

The night was very dark, and the hall was so huge that Jun Zhan looked even colder.

The meager moonlight shone faintly in the house, dragging the long shadow reflected on the screen. In the low and cold room, the figure inexplicably exudes a sense of silence and loneliness.

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

Jun Zhan sniffled casually, but there was a little ridiculous existence.

His fingertips pressed against the silver mask, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes had a bit of lazy coldness, his eyes were dull and unclear, as deep as a night without moonlight.

Thinking casually about what happened in the side hall just now, Jun Zhan curled the corners of his lips sarcastically.

He pressed his hand on the table, his knuckles were so strong that they were white, barely supporting his body.

But the other hand was pressed on the heart.

It was so dense that it was about to die of pain, and even the lips turned pale. It was as if a bloody hole was torn out, filled with cold wind, and was stabbed by needles.

The handsome and evil man lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes drooped, covering the black eyes, like a lake of death, without any turmoil.

That's it,

Once some things are touched, they are easy to remember those bad and disgusted memories.

At all, I can't let go.

His thin lips pursed, and a sarcastic smile appeared, as strong as wine, with a desperate indifference and disgust.

He was as cruel as he pressed his heart hard.

It hurts even more.

It's good that it hurts, it should have been used to it.

Jun Zhan thought casually, slowly raised his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, smiling calmly, but his eyes were silent...

He is unhappy, and no one else can be happy.

Jun Zhan rubbed his fingertips slightly, his expression calmly.

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The next day,

early morning,

Ranbai didn't know how every emperor who was angry about getting up and went to the morning court, but she got up without expression.

As a puppet empress,

Just wear a phoenix robe and do it on the Dan Pai symbolically, and then say these official words.

Then I listened to the ministers in the court discussing the lullaby battles that were small, from trivial matters to the peace and stability of the country.

Ranbai almost fell asleep when he heard himself.

The crowd saw Her Majesty, wearing a bright red phoenix robe on the phoenix chair, leaning there casually, her fair fingers supporting her forehead, and she even felt a hint of laziness and fatigue.

All ministers: "..."

Even if you are a puppet empress, please pretend to be a little bit like it. As for being so careless?!
Chapter completed!