Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

The beauty of Wen was suddenly lost.

He sat down again slowly and waved his hand towards An Zixuan, his thin and beautiful lips opened, and he uttered a weak sentence: "Go away, I don't want to see you now."

With that, Wenxian beauty covered her forehead with her hand, she stopped looking at the person in front of her.

His meaning couldn't be obvious.

I really don't want to see you, your standing here is dirtying my eyes.

An Zixuan: "..."

He was stunned by the curse of hearing the string.

Some doubts about life.

Is he really that bad?

No talent, no appearance, no virtue?

An Zixuan was half-dead with anger. Before he could go wild, he was half-blasted out of Weiyang Palace by the palace attendant, and he went out dazedly, and he floated to the Imperial Garden like a wandering soul.

Angrily and anxiously.

In addition, it was midday, when the sun was poisonous, and the pale and dazzling sunlight made people unable to open their eyes at all. The eyes were blackened and the footsteps were vacant. The bones of An Zixuan, Bai Zhanji, couldn't stand it.

He stepped into the pond with one foot, stumbled on the railing, swayed, and finally fell.

"Puff--"

What a big splash.

The ducks floating on the pond were shocked.

The bubble-bubbling fish in the pond closed their eyes in fright.

His mouth and nose were soaked with water, and an overwhelming sense of suffocation came oncoming, An Zixuan flopped twice like a frog with a cramped leg, spitting out a few words of "help" in his mouth, and finally sank to the bottom of the lake.

There was great fear and unwillingness in An Zixuan's eyes.

Is he going to die like this?

No, it can't—

His mind gradually became dizzy, and his consciousness gradually withdrew, An Zixuan closed his eyes unwillingly, and his struggling movements became smaller.

The lake gradually calmed down.

At this time, someone on the bank suddenly saw a dark head braving in the pond, scared the three souls lost seven souls, and screamed: "Ah-dead-help -"

An Zixuan who is not dead: "..."

Bold, my palace is not dead yet!

What kind of **** are you shit?

The palace attendant on the shore screamed and finally attracted the Guards, and the army was in chaos and An Zixuan was finally picked up.

At first glance, this person is An Shijun who has fallen out of favor.

The Guards who went into the water to hug An Zixuan were a little bit embarrassed. She hurriedly threw the person in her arms and stepped back: "The final general did not intentionally offend An Shijun——"

An Zixuan who fell a dog and ate **** still breathed: "..."

The imposing guards said that they refused to send An Zixuan back to Yaohua Palace. In the end, someone called the servant in An Zixuan Palace and dragged him back.

How desolate it must be.

The hospital was rescued overnight, and only then managed to save An Zixuan's life.

Fu Yue heard that this man fell into the water.

Even the look in his eyes didn't reward him, and he waved his hand and said that the government was busy and there was no time.

The people in the Yaohua Palace were very cool.

As for An Zixuan, although he barely recovered his life, he developed a high fever, which lasted all day and night.

...

This afternoon.

Fu Yue invited Wenxian to the Imperial Study Room with a sacred decree, and he called Fengjun to discuss the draft with him.

The beauty who doesn't eat the fireworks is silent.

"..."

He was deceived by Li Fu, saying that his Majesty had something to discuss with him.

Wen Xian was still wondering what Ji Lan had to discuss with him.