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There were a pair of cold hands holding her face, gentle but strong force.

Followed by.

A lingering kiss.

Fu Yue's mind was never clear, probably because the breath on this person's body was too familiar, and there was an indescribable sense of reassurance, she was negligent for a while and forgot to take precautions.

Until a cold dagger was pressed against her neck.

A cold light flashed.

Subtle pain.

Even if his brain is still dull, Fu Yue is still very familiar with cold weapons, not to mention that they are still so dangerous.

Fu Yue quickly blocked the dagger with his hand.

The sound of a sharp knife entering the flesh.

Listening to it made people feel chills in their backs, but Fu Yue's eyelids didn't jump, and his other hand grabbed the other party's neck.

Fu Yue's strength is very strong.

There was no doubt that if she used a little force, she seemed to be able to break the other person's neck.

She lifted her eyelids, a cold light leaked from her eyes, and said coldly, "Who sent you, why did you assassinate me." ”

Wen Xian was against the light, his eyebrows and eyes were a little blurred, and the pale sunlight shone in, and Fu Yue was a little stabbed and couldn't open his eyes, so that Fu Yue didn't recognize him for a while.

It was clear that they were doing the most intimate thing not long ago, but now they immediately faced each other.

It's ridiculous.

Fu Yue couldn't even completely ignore the feeling before.

The hand she held the dagger was dripping with blood.

Bright red blood gradually slid down the silver-white dagger, and then sank into the brocade quilt.

Enchanting and beautiful colors.

Wen Xian turned his face slightly, and the delicate and three-dimensional beautiful face was exposed to Fu Yue's eyes, and his dark eyes stared at her coldly, such eyes were easily reminiscent of some cold and murderous beast.

There is no more than half a minute of indifference on weekdays.

Fu Yue: "??? ”

Smell the strings?

The beauty I slept with last night was still smelling the strings?

…… Why add a return word?

The big guy fell silent.

Oh my God, my unfavored little wife actually assassinated me!

Could it be that he was snubbing him, and then out of love and hatred, he finally did such a thing......

Oh my God, that's shocking!

Her Majesty's mind is drifting off track.

Wen Xian looked at Fu Yue's constantly changing face, and actually understood her thoughts strangely.

“……”

Just when Wen Xian was about to say something, Fu Yue directly raised his luck, with a cold face, and slapped his palm on his chest.

This palm is merciless.

used Fu Yue's entire ** layer of skill.

If ordinary people were slapped by her like this, they would have returned directly to the west and been invited to tea by Lord Yama.

The empress's majestic and cold voice sounded in Wen Xian's ears, faintly hinting at a vague smile.

"You can't be soft-hearted when assassinating someone, my Fengjun."

With a hint of irony.

Hearing this, he raised his eyes in a daze, and he was disappointed to find out.

In the empress's beautiful and narrow peach blossom eyes, there is no half of confusion, and she is calm to a certain point.

Wen Xiansheng, who was unsuspecting just now, received Fu Yue's palm, coupled with his anger.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The dagger in his hand gradually loosened, and Fu Yue threw the dagger away.

A crisp sound.

The dagger fell on the jade floor.

Fu Yue quickly put on his clothes and turned over and got out of bed, stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and fastened his belt.