The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 1532: tear open (2)

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"Get off, get off, get off..." Wang Shanshan yelled angrily, struggling desperately, but still couldn't get rid of the maidservant, mothers, she was furious in her heart, thumping wildly. Fu Yi, who had no intention of turning back at all, became more angry in her chest, and shouted at Fu Yi at the top of her voice, "Fu Yi, stop..."

Fu Yi turned a deaf ear and continued to stride forward. Wang Shanshan was so furious that he yelled: "Fu Yi, I told you to stop, didn't you hear..."

Fu Yi still walked forward without looking back...

"Fu Yi, did you hear what I said? Are your ears deaf..."

"Fu Yi, I'm your fiancee, you really don't care about me..."

"Fu Yi, you idiot, I hate you to death..."

Wang Shanshan's angry shouts came loudly, and Fu Yi was disturbed by the noise. He walked a few steps quickly and entered his room, and closed the door with a "bang!", shutting all Wang Shanshan's angry shouts on the door outside.

There was only one lamp burning in the room, and the light was dim, but Fu Yi didn't care at all. He walked to the round table step by step and sat down. His tall figure seemed to be paralyzed instantly, and he leaned on the back of the chair with both hands I don't know if it was because of panic or trembling slightly, but under the flickering lights, his handsome face looked extraordinarily tired...

With his head resting on the back of the chair, he stared at the shadowed roof in a daze, and the white ghost with scars on his face that chased them just now appeared in his mind: Is she Meier? It should be... He is very familiar with her scarred face and the angry eyes that want to kill him, because that is the last time he saw Mei'er, Mei'er's appearance...

Now Mei'er is no longer a human being, but has become a ghost. Follow me to the capital to collect debts from him...

Thinking of this, a trace of panic and grief appeared in Fu Yi's eyes...

A slight sound of 'ka' suddenly sounded, and Fu Yi came back to his senses suddenly, his eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot over: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Accompanied by the cold answer, a tall figure came out from the shadows. The figure was wearing a black night clothes, and his face was covered with a black scarf. Only a pair of eyes were exposed. Fu Yi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but secretly guarded in his heart: "Who are you?"

The man in black didn't speak, and reached out from his sleeve to take out a wooden token with a strong and powerful word 'king' written on it.

It turned out to be his people.

Fu Yi Gaoxuan's heart was slightly relieved, and his guard was also slightly relaxed. He frowned and looked at the man in black and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Like the last person, I borrow your house to live here." The man in black said simply.

"Recently, my house...is a bit chaotic..." Fu Yi euphemistically explained the situation in his house.

The man in black didn't care: "It doesn't matter, I won't have contact with people in your house..." Whether the house is in chaos or not, it has nothing to do with him...

"Well, you can do what you want." Fu Yi waved his hand impatiently: He has a lot of things recently, and he cares about Wuxia. The man in black is willing to stay, so let him stay. The man in black is "he" The people of 'his' have always been powerful and have strong self-control. They say they won't have contact with people in his house, so they really won't have any contact with people in his house, and they won't eat food from his house. , do not drink from his house, just hide in his house, waiting for the so-called opportunity...

It's just a small place to stay, it won't hinder him, he's too lazy to take care of it.

The man in black cupped his hands at Fu Yi, turned around and walked into the darkness. Under the dim light, the black figure looked like a ghost shaking at the window. Fu Yi was shocked instantly: "Ah."

"Master Fu, what's the matter with you?" The man in black turned around and looked at him inexplicably. In the darkness, his eyes glowed with coldness, and Fu Yi was terrified, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. Trying to hold the corner of the mouth, raised a smile: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine..."

What are you yelling

The man in black gave Fu Yi a strange look. Fu Yi was a little guilty, pulled his sleeves, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The man in black didn't say anything more, turned around, jumped out of the room, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Carefully looking in the direction where the man in black disappeared, to confirm that he really won't appear again, Fu Yi heaved a long sigh of relief, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea tremblingly...