An zixuan looked at Wen Xian in a daze, his feet unconsciously retreating. An expression of disbelief flashed across his face as he stared at Wen Xian.
It was as if it was difficult to accept the fact that the rumored unsightly-looking Royal concubine was actually such a peerless beauty.
An zixuan's heart suddenly grew anxious.
This person's appearance was too outstanding.
Ji LAN ... Ji LAN was a woman ... How could he not love beauty?
An zixuan twisted the handkerchief in his hand and didn't say a word for a long time. He just stared at Wen Xian like a black-eyed chicken.
Since an zixuan didn't take the initiative.
Wen Xian naturally ignored this person. His personality was too mild, and he didn't have the mood to be jealous. His slender fingers picked up a cup of tea on the table and took a sip.
Wen Xian's eyelashes drooped beautifully. let's go and see if Her Majesty is done.
His words were obviously directed at Li Fu.