Chapter 662: Sitting on the country and beauty (81)

"Lan'er, put the knife down and say something well..."
Wen Xian walked towards Fu Yue's direction, staring at the dagger in her hand, for fear that the sharp dagger would accidentally cut the slender neck.
"Don't come here."
Fu Yue's dagger tightened.
The blood stain deepened a bit.
Her skin was very white, and the bloodstain against her was shocking.
Wen Xian really stopped, her thin lips pressed into a straight line, "Well, I won't go over, you put the knife down."
The noble and majestic eyebrows of the empress condensed.
"Wenxian, you should know my temperament, instead of being imprisoned by you like this. I would rather..."
"It's better to be broken!"
That's right, Fu Yue was betting, she was reluctant to bet on hearing the strings. She could see Wen Xian really liked her, maybe not just like, but...love.
The female emperor's red lips closed together.
"Rather than die."
He didn't know which word completely angered Wenxian, he actually laughed lowly and slowly said, "Lan'er, don't you really think I can't help it?"
Fu Yue: "???"
Suddenly something flashed through his mind.
Wait, contemplate.
But when Fu Yue reacted, her consciousness was no longer clear, and everything around her became very distant, until her world was completely darkened.
The murmur of the devil 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 succeeded in falling into a cool embrace. The other party held her tightly, so strong that she frowned slightly.
However, at this time, Fu Yue had lost consciousness, she would not cry out, nor had any thoughts. In other words, she was a particularly beautiful doll.
There is an undisguised obsession in the eyes of the beauty of Xueyi.
He kissed the person in front of him.
If it weren't for the saneness, the beast in his heart was under control, maybe he would start to bully Fu Yue next time, just like in a dream countless times.
Fu Yue at this time was really good.
She will not make any refusal actions and let him bully.
"It's still like this, you are better..."
"Instead of looking at you disgusting me and leaving 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 her neck.
The beauty bends her eyebrows with satisfaction.
He couldn't help but kissed Fu Yue's blushing lips again.
Wenxian was spread over by people.
Fu Yue sits at the table like a beautiful and fragile doll. Her eyes are not focused, her pupils are diffusive, and her curled eyelashes occasionally blink and blink. At this time, she looks cute and cute, without half the majesty of normal days. indifferent.
The palace attendant who came in with the dishes naturally knew the former female emperor Ji Lan. Seeing her look, Wen Xian looked strangely gentle.
The attendant couldn't help shaking.
terrible.
He had already made up millions of words about the love and hatred between the Empress and Feng Jun in his mind, such as "the imprisonment that cannot be loved" or something.
Thinking, thinking.
The attendant didn't notice that the time he stared at Fu Yue was a little longer, until Youdao Liang's eyes that almost killed people fell on his back.
The attendant looked up and saw the beautiful Fengjun staring at him.
"..."
No, Feng Jun, you believe in minions.
The slave has absolutely no thoughts about your Majesty!