"Lan'er, put down the knife, and speak up if you have something to say..."
Wen Xian walked towards Fu Yue's direction with strides, keeping her gaze on the dagger in her hand, for fear that the sharp dagger would accidentally scratch her slender neck.
"Don't come here."
Fu Yue tightened his dagger.
The bloodstain deepened a little.
Her skin was very fair, and it was shocking against this bloodstain.
Wen Xian really stopped in his tracks, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, "Okay, I won't go over, you put down the knife."
The empress's noble and majestic eyebrows were condensed.
"Wen Xian, you should know my temperament, rather than being imprisoned by you like this. I would rather..."
"I'd rather be jade broken!"
That's right, Fu Yue was just betting, and she was so reluctant to part with Wen Xian. She could tell that Wen Xian really liked her, maybe not just like her, but... love.
The empress's bright red lips opened and closed.
"Give me death."
I don't know which word completely angered Wen Xian, but he suddenly laughed lowly, and said slowly: "Lan'er, you don't really think I have nothing to do, do you?"
Fu Yue: "???"
Suddenly something flashed through my mind.
Wait, soul-destroyer.
But when Fu Yue came to her senses, her consciousness was no longer clear, and everything around her became very distant, until her world was completely plunged into darkness.
The demon's low moans gradually sounded.
"Lan'er, put down the dagger."
"Lan'er, come here, don't resist me."
"Lan'er..."
Fu Yue obediently put down the dagger in her hand, and then successfully fell into a cool embrace. The other hugged her so tightly that she frowned slightly.
However, at this time, Fu Yue has lost consciousness, she will not cry out for pain, nor have any thoughts, in other words, she is a very beautiful doll.
There was an undisguised obsession in the eyes of the beauty in snow.
He kisses the person in front of him.
If it wasn't for his rationality, the beast in his heart was controlled, maybe he would start to bully Fu Yue next, just like countless times in his dreams.
At this time, Fu Yue is really good.
She will not make any gestures of rejection and let him bully her.
"It's still like this, you are better..."
"Rather than watching you hate me and leave me, I would rather have you like this, at least you can stay by my side forever."
After helping Fu Yue deal with the wound on his neck.
The beauty frowned with satisfaction.
He couldn't help kissing Fu Yue's bright red lips again.
Wen Xian sent someone to come over.
Fu Yue sat at the table like a beautiful and fragile doll. Her eyes were out of focus, her pupils were slack, and her curled eyelashes blinked occasionally. At this time, she looked cute and cute, without the usual majesty indifferent.
The palace servant who came in with the dishes naturally knew the former empress Ji Lan, seeing her appearance, and Wen Xian's strangely gentle face.
The servant couldn't help shaking.
terrible.
He has already filled his mind with millions of words of love and hatred between the empress and Feng Jun, such as "imprisonment that cannot be loved".
Thinking, thinking.
The attendant didn't realize that he stared at Fu Yue for a little longer, until Youdao Liang's almost murderous eyes fell on his back.
The attendant raised his head and saw the beautiful Feng Jun staring at him.
"..."
No, Feng Jun, you believe in slaves.
The servant has absolutely no unreasonable thoughts about His Majesty!