The Empire and the beauty (54)_1

Standing at the door of the cell, a tall beauty in a Black Dragon robe stepped on the Starlight.

It was Fu Shang.

The current Empress of Qi state.

Because Wen Xian was sitting on the straw mat, Fu Shang was looking down at him from above.

Wen Xian's gaze was a little dazed. He called her name again, " Ji LAN ...

Fu Shang slightly raised his slender brows, a little surprised that this person would call her by her name. She sized up Wen Xian and gave a nonchalant 'hmm'.

Why did this person look like he was half dead?

Wen Xian was still sitting there. He lowered his eyelashes and put down his blood-stained fingers. His lips moved as he asked,"What are you doing here? The Imperial prison is filthy and not a place for Your Majesty."

Fu Shang was speechless.

She stepped in.

Looking at Wen Xian's calm face, Fu Shang felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.

A very bad idea suddenly appeared in her mind.

She knew that Wen Xian liked her.