The man pinched Fu Yue's shoulder, and his slender fingers slowly tightened, but he let go suddenly, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Wait until Fu Yue looked at him.

Wen Xian's eyes were clean and pure, and he coaxed her softly, his tone was like a demon's temptation: "Lan'er, give me a chance, okay?" I beg you......"

Fu Yue stared at Wen Xian's eyes in a daze.

There was a momentary loss of focus in her gaze, her pupils dilated, and her lips were about to spit out a "good" word uncontrollably, but she quickly returned to normal, and the word was stuck in her throat.

Fu Yue's eyes crossed with doubts.

She just, what's wrong?

"Your Majesty wants to say yes, doesn't you?"

Wen Xian's eyes crossed a dark color, and his tone was gentle and a little weird.

Fu Yue felt more and more that something was wrong.

Staying with this person, there is an inexplicable creepy feeling.

It's summer now, and the weather can't be described as warm, and it's a day when you sweat when you take two steps.

Fu Yue stayed in this Chaoyang Palace, and he actually felt a chill in his back.

She jerked the strings away.

"Let's talk about this later, I suddenly thought that there was still a twist and turn in the afternoon, so Feng Jun should go back to Weiyang Palace first."

Drop that sentence.

Fu Yue left in a hurry.

Her steps were a little hurried, and she didn't know that she thought there was a ghost chasing her.

When Fu Yue's back was completely invisible, Wen Xian reluctantly withdrew his gaze, thinking of the situation just now.

There was a trace of regret in his eyes.

No one knew that he had the same ability.

Dementors.

This is what modern people call hypnosis.

By stimulating the other party's nerves, tampering with her memories, controlling everything about her, she is the only one in her eyes.

Obediently, at his mercy.

Let him do whatever he wants.

The beauty's breezy and moon-like eyes darkened a little, her fingers curled up uncontrollably, she felt almost imperceptible changes in her body, and her white face was gradually dyed with a layer of red.

It's really exciting to think about......

But like that, she is no longer fresh and smart, just a beautiful doll at the mercy of others, which Wen Xian does not want to see.

What he wants is not a puppet.

However, if Lan'er is really so unbehaved and wants to abandon him and be with others...... Then he would rather have a well-behaved puppet.

At least.

At least, so that she can stay with him forever.

Wen Xian slowly walked to his seat and sat down, and picked up the tea on the table that had been cooled, the one that Fu Yue had just drunk.

Slender cold jade-like fingers hold the saucer.

Wen Xian stared at this cup of tea with great interest, his glass-like eyes flickered and dimmed, he picked up this cup of tea by surprise, opened his lips and took a sip of the tea that had been cold.

Then he narrowed his eyes with some pleasure.

He suddenly figured it out.

Revenge or something...... Compared to her, it's not worth mentioning.

He was really a ghost before.

I actually wanted to hurt her.

……

Fu Yue, who ran to the imperial study, diligently approved the excerpts for an afternoon, and ordered that no one should be disturbed.

Some were terrified.

To Fu Yue's surprise, Wen Xian didn't come to her.

This made Her Majesty feel relieved.

Just when Fu Yue was tired for a day and was about to go back to the palace to sleep well.

The eunuch Li Fu came in in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, are you still flipping through He Shijun's sign today?"

Fu Yue's brain was short-circuited.

Ho Shijun?