Chapter 662 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (81)

"Lan'er, put down the knife and say something carefully..."

Wen Xian walked towards Fu Yue's direction, keeping his eyes fixed on the dagger in her hand, fearing that the sharp dagger might accidentally cut through the slender neck.

"Don't come here."

Fu Yue tightened her dagger.

The blood stain deepened a bit.

Her skin was very white, and the blood stains against it were shocking.

As expected, Wen Xian stopped and pursed his thin lips into a straight line, "Okay, I won't go, so put the knife down."

The empress' 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 broken into pieces!"

That's right, Fu Yue was betting on Wen Xian's reluctance. She could tell that Wen Xian really liked her, maybe not just like, but... love.

The empress's bright red lips opened and closed.

"Better die."

I don't know which word completely angered Wen Xian. He suddenly laughed softly and said slowly: "Lan'er, you don't really think that I have nothing to do, do you?"

Fu Yue: "???"

Something suddenly flashed in my mind.

Wait, Soul Capture.

But by the time Fu Yue reacted, her consciousness was no longer clear, and everything around her became distant, until her world completely fell into darkness.

The devil's whisper 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 person hugged her tightly, so hard that she frowned slightly.

However, Fu Yue had lost consciousness at this time. She could not cry out in pain and had no thoughts. In other words, she was just a very beautiful doll.

There is undisguised obsession in the eyes of the beauty in snow clothes.

He kissed the person in front of him.

If his reason hadn't been there and the beast in his heart had been controlled, he might have started bullying Fu Yue, just like he had done countless times in his dreams.

Fu Yue was really well-behaved at this time.

She would not make any move to refuse and let him bully her.

"You are better behaved like this..."

"Rather than watching you hate me and leave me, I would rather have you like this. At least you can stay with me forever."

After helping Fu Yue take care of the wound on his neck.

The beauty arched her eyebrows in satisfaction.

He couldn't help but kiss Fu Yue's red lips again.

Wen Xian asked someone to pass the meal over.

Fu Yue sat at the table like a beautiful and fragile doll. Her eyes were unfocused, her pupils were sluggish, and her curled eyelashes occasionally blinked. At this time, she looked cute and cute, without even half of her usual dignity. indifferent.

The palace attendant who came in with the dishes naturally knew the former empress Ji Lan. Seeing her look like this, he looked at the strange tenderness on Wen Xian's face.

The attendant couldn't help but tremble.

terrible.

He has already filled up his mind with millions of words about the love and hatred between the Empress and Feng Jun, such as "imprisonment without love" and so on.

Thinking, thinking.

The attendant didn't realize that he stared at Fu Yue for a little longer, until a cool, almost killing look fell on his back.

The attendant raised his head and saw the beautiful Feng Jun, who had been banished to immortality, glaring at him.

"..."

No, Fengjun, you believe me.

This servant has absolutely no wrong thoughts towards His Majesty!

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Good night