"Did Lan'er not find out?"
An ominous premonition emerged in Fu Yue's heart. She secretly got lucky and found that her internal energy was completely sealed, and she couldn't lift her hands at all, and her whole body was limp.
Her heart sank suddenly.
"You drug me?"
Wen Xian smiled lightly: "Lan'er found out too late, it's too late."
"I drugged your favorite tea, and it has accumulated over time. Counting the days, the effect of the drug should begin."
His tone suddenly paused, "But don't worry, Lan'er, this medicine is harmless to your body, it's just a little method I used to keep you from leaving my side..."
When saying this, Wen Xianfei's thin lips gently brushed against Fu Yue's side face, leaving a touch like a superficial touch.
Fu Yue: "..."
So, the reason why she overturned the car was the peach blossom debt she incurred
As a big brother who can bend and stretch, Fu Yue suppressed the impatience in his heart and tried to reason with Wen Xian, "I never said I would leave you, Wen Xian, what you do will only make me hate you more."
No one would willingly be imprisoned.
Let alone an emperor who was originally aloof.
It is not easy for her to resist killing this man now.
Of course, it was mainly because he couldn't be killed.
So angry!
The beauty's snow-like eyes dimmed for a moment, and she murmured: "Do you hate me... It's okay, as long as you can stay by my side forever, it doesn't matter if you hate me."
"It's enough that I like you."
He completely ignored the first half of Fu Yue's sentence.
Because Wen Xian didn't believe it.
He didn't believe that Fu Yue would not leave him.
Fu Yue: "..."
Gradually irritable.
Fu Yue looked around, and now her Chaoyang Palace has been completely surrounded by Wen Xian's people, not even a fly can fly in, let alone escape.
Fu Yue also tried to summon his hidden guards.
But in the end, there was no response.
Fu Yue understood instantly.
Wen Xian is a thoughtful person, since he decided to rebel, how could he reveal such a big mistake according to his temperament.
She can be said to be hard to fly now.
"..."
Fu Yue sat by the bed, she coldly glanced at the snow-clad beauty not far away, her eyes were piercingly cold, she pointed to the door: "Wen Xian, I don't want to see you, get out!"
Seeing that she was so angry that she forgot to call herself "Zhen".
Wen Xian didn't care about Fu Yue's cold face, and persuaded him in a good voice: "You haven't eaten for a day, it's not good for your health, be good, don't make trouble with your body..."
An idea suddenly popped up in Fu Yue's mind.
So, this person blackened and imprisoned her because he liked her so much
Although the reason is very fucked.
But Fu Yue found that she couldn't find a better explanation.
"..."
A cold look flashed across his eyes.
The empress flipped her slender and white hands, and took out a sharp dagger from her sleeve. This dagger was worn by her all year round, just to prevent accidents.
Fu Yue raised his dagger.
In Wen Xian's dazed eyes.
Putting the dagger against his neck, the sharp blade touched the delicate skin, and soon drew a bloodstain.
"You stop!"
This is the first time Fu Yue saw Wen Xian lose his composure like this.
The handsome man in snow clothes raised his hand, his eyes gradually turned red, he forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, and opened his lips to persuade.