Chapter 661 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (80)

"Didn't Lan'er notice?"

An ominous premonition appeared in Fu Yue's mind. She secretly found out that her inner strength was completely blocked, and she couldn't use her hands at all. Her whole body was limp.

Her heart sank suddenly.

"You drugged me?"

Wen Xian smiled faintly: "Lan'er discovered it too late, it was too late."

"I've drugged your favorite tea. Over time, the effects of the drug have started to take effect."

His tone suddenly paused, "But Lan'er, don't worry, this medicine is harmless to the body, it's just a little trick I used to prevent you from leaving my side..."

When he said this, Wen Xian's thin lips gently brushed against the side of Fu Yue's face, leaving a touch like a dragonfly's drop of water.

Fu Yue: "..."

So, the reason for her overturning was the peach blossom debt she incurred?

As a capable boss, Fu Yue suppressed the impatience in her 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 wants to be imprisoned willingly.

Not to mention an emperor who was originally aloof.

It was already very difficult for her to hold back from killing this man.

Of course, the main reason is because I can't kill him.

So angry!

Beauty Hefeng's snow-like eyes dimmed for a moment, and she murmured: "Do you hate me? It doesn't matter. As long as you can stay by my side forever, it doesn't matter if you hate me."

"That'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 becoming irritable.

Fu Yue looked around, and now her Chaoyang Palace had been completely surrounded by Wenxian's people. Not even a fly could fly in, let alone escape.

Fu Yue also tried to summon his own secret guards.

But the final result was no response.

Fu Yue understood instantly.

Wen Xian is a thoughtful person. Since he has decided to rebel, how could he reveal such a big flaw according to his temperament.

She can now be said to be unable to fly.

"..."

Fu Yue sat on the edge of the bed. She glanced coldly at the beauty in snow clothes not far away. Her eyes were cold and biting. She pointed at the door: "Wen Xian, I don't want to see you, get out of here!"

She was so angry that she forgot to call herself me.

Wen Xian ignored Fu Yue's cold face and persuaded him nicely: "You haven't eaten for a day. This is not good for your health. Be good and don't get in trouble with your body..."

An idea suddenly came to Fu Yue's mind.

So, because he liked her so much, he went dark and imprisoned her?

Although the reason is pretty fucked up.

But Fu Yue found that she couldn't find a better explanation.

"..."

A cold color flashed across his eyes.

The empress turned her slender white hands and took out a sharp dagger from her sleeve. This dagger was something she carried close to her body all year round to prevent unexpected events.

Fu Yue raised the dagger.

In Wen Xian's confused eyes.

Putting the dagger against his neck, the sharp blade touched the delicate skin, and soon a blood mark was drawn.

"Stop it!"

This was the first time Fu Yue saw Wen Xian acting so glum.

The elegant man in snowy clothes raised his hand, his eyes gradually turning red. He suppressed the emotions in his heart and opened his lips to persuade.