Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1647 Domineering Empress vs. Misunderstanding (10)

the other side,

  Jun Zhan had just returned to the prime minister's house. His long eyelashes were slightly drooping, and those empty and clear eyes were hopeless, cold like a pool of stagnant water.

  Nan Li saw Jun Zhan's appearance, and stood in place for a long time, taking a breath.

   "You, what's wrong with you?"

  Jun raised his eyes slowly and glanced at him. He didn't know what he thought of, and then wiped his cheeks with his fingers, his tone was cold: "Nothing."

  Nanli: "……"

  Nothing, it’s nothing.

   "I have something to do, don't disturb me." Jun Zhan squinted his eyes, dropped this sentence, and went straight back to the main pavilion.

  It took a long time for Nan Li to react. He stared straight at the disappeared back and muttered to himself: "It's incredible."

  He has rarely seen Jun Zhan's look a little embarrassed...

   "Get ready to take a bath." With a silver mask, Jun Zhan casually ordered to the next person.

"Yes."

  Only Jun Zhan is left in this room.

  The night is very dark, and the hall is huge, making Jun Zhan appear colder and colder alone.

  The meager moonlight faintly swayed in the room, prolonging the long shadow reflected on the screen. In the low-luxury and cold room, the figure was inexplicably silent and lonely.

  Jun Zhan was standing in front of the mirror, and the mirror reflected the man in a red dress like a demon.

  Jun Zhan let out a casual sigh, but he was a bit mocking.

  He pressed his fingertips on the silver mask, those long and narrow phoenix eyes carried a lazy chill, and his eyes were dull and unclear, as deep as a moonless night.

   Thinking casually about what happened in the Piandian, Jun Zhan curled his lips sarcastically.

  He put one hand on the table, his knuckles were so hard that they were white, and he barely supported his body.

  The other hand is pressed in his heart.

  The pain is dense, and the pain is dying, even the lip color is white. It was as if a **** hole was torn out abruptly, filled with cold wind, and stabbed by a needle.

  The handsome and enchanting man lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes fell, covering those black eyes, like a dead lake, without waves.

That's it,

  Once some things are touched, it is easy to think of those bad and disgusting memories.

  Finally, can't let it go.

  He pursed his thin lips lightly, making a sardonic smile, as strong as wine, with desperate indifference and disgust.

   Masochistic, pressed her heart hard.

   hurts even more.

  It’s okay if it hurts, I should have gotten used to it a long time ago.

  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, and others don’t want to be happy.

  Jun Zhan rubbed his fingertips slightly, his expression indifferent.

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  The next day,

  Early morning,

  Ranbai didn't know how every emperor who was awakened got up and went to the early court, but she herself got up with no expression on her face.

  As a puppet empress,

  You only need to wear the phoenix robe as a symbol of doing it above Danbi, and then say these few official words.

   Then I listened to the Minister of Korea and China discussing the lullaby talk that was as small as trivial, as large as Guotaimin'an.

  Yan Bai almost didn't listen to herself fall asleep.

  The crowd saw Her Majesty the Queen wearing a bright red phoenix robe on the phoenix chair, leaning loosely there, her white fingers supporting her forehead and her drowsy appearance, her body even carrying a faint languidness.

  All ministers: "……"

  Even if you are the puppet empress, please pretend to be a little bit like, are you so unconcerned? !

  The ministers looked at each other, and finally touched their noses, as if nothing had happened, they continued to drool and fervently argue about one thing after another.

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