The Big Brother’s Little Ancestor is So Sweet

Chapter 317 The Queen's Doting Husband (44)

The new emperor came to the throne, and while the ministers congratulated him, they also inevitably mentioned the matter of the harem draft, so the portraits of the ministers and princes of the family were sent to Shiyou Palace.

Shiyou had just ascended the throne and was busy with many government affairs, so she spent most of her time in the imperial study.

On this day, Su Xian arrived at the imperial study with the chicken soup he had boiled for several hours to make up for Shiyou.

When he came, Shi You who was sitting at the desk seemed to be concentrating on something.

Su Xian put down the food box and quietly walked behind Shi You, he planned to cover her eyes to scare her.

This is a little love that is often played between the two.

Before she stretched out her hand, her gaze caught on to the picture scroll that Shiyou was looking at. It wasn't about any important affairs in the court, but a picture of a handsome man.

The young man in the painting has an exquisite appearance and is unbelievably beautiful. He is very docile and good-looking, without any aggressiveness.

There was an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

He was jealous of a portrait. His Majesty looked at that portrait for five seconds without moving his eyes, and he didn't even know he entered the door.

How long has he been Fengjun, His Majesty is going to accept the harem, is he going to fall out of favor?

Sure enough, love will disappear, right?

Is His Majesty tired of his body?

Su Xian panicked, feeling a sense of crisis in her heart, and suddenly rubbed over, wrapped her waist around her and brought her into his arms.

A man's aggrieved and obedient voice suddenly sounded in Shiyou's ear: "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

Shi You was taken aback, and looking back, a dark cloud could appear between Su Xian's beautiful eyebrows.

Shi You put away the scroll, and hurriedly explained: "The female officer sent it. I opened it out of curiosity, but I didn't expect it to be a draft candidate..."

She really didn't know it was a draft pick, otherwise she wouldn't watch it if she was killed.

She has a strong desire to survive.

Su Xian let her go, sat down, spread out the picture scroll on the case, and said in a muffled voice, "They all don't look good, how can they be worthy of His Majesty."

He took a closer look and recognized many sons of ministers.

The reason why I couldn't recognize it at a glance just now is because the person in the painting is slightly different from the real person.

These sent portraits were specially beautified by the painter.

"Your Highness, these portraits have been beautified by the painter. For example, this Li Xinghe, I have seen, this person is not so handsome and extraordinary. He has a mole on his chin, which was not drawn in the portrait. The painter is used to it. will deceive people."

"And this Young Master Zhao, who obviously has thick lips, but the artist painted him thin lips..."

"Look at this one more..."

Shi You smelled vinegar, and teased him with crooked eyebrows: "Feng Jun, is this a taste?"

Su Xian stared at her, smiled faintly, and when Shi You frowned in confusion, and wanted to ask him what he was laughing at, he was caught off guard and pulled into his arms.

Su Xian smiled: "How can I taste good, they are not as good-looking as me."

He unfolded those portraits again: "Your Majesty, take a look."

If you look better than me, I lose.

But when he said this, his brows were slightly raised, and his eyes swept across the portrait, as if she dared to look at it, and he would burn it immediately.

Shi You thinks his appearance is really funny.

After holding on for less than a second, Su Xian tugged Shiyou's sleeve carefully: "Your Majesty, I don't want to spend the rest of my life competing with other men to be jealous, and I don't even want to share you with others."

The tone is weak and helpless.

Shi You honestly promised: "There will be no other people, and there will only be you in my harem."

"The people in these portraits... are not as good-looking as you."

She deliberately picked out the portrait that she had been looking at for five seconds, unfolded it and put it next to Su Xian for comparison: "Compared with Feng Jun, it is ugly."

Su Xian's narrowed eyes blinked a few times for a moment, sweetness appeared in his heart, and he squinted: "It really can't be compared with me."

In terms of appearance, no one in the entire capital can match him!