Chapter 83 She just doesn’t like him

What he said was polite yet vicious. To Lu Fuyao, it almost meant "can I kill you?", which was insane.

"There are too many people, so let's go back and hug them again."

Who wants to go back and hug you? This man is poisonous!

Before Lu Fuyao could finish her words of rejection, Yun Nian pulled her to a corner of the palace wall without refusal, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms.

She didn't have time to react before she buried herself in his hot chest.

Heartbeat after beat lingered in his ears. Lu Fuyao subconsciously felt his own mood and nervously grabbed the golden bell hanging on his shoulder.

"Master, why does your heart hurt again? Is it because of the disciples?" He let go of her, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, his eyes glowed red, and said pitifully: "Master, don't resist me like this, don't

My disciple is just too happy to treat me as a monster."

"Why, why?"

"The disciple was punished in the punishment hall before. He misunderstood Junior Sister Su's instigation and thought that Master never wanted to see me again." His voice was hoarse, and he lowered his eyes and blamed himself: "But now that the disciple understands the truth, he feels even more

I shouldn't have misunderstood you so much."

How serious was her injury at that time that she needed to transfer so much spiritual energy, yet he actually asked her to come to see him, which was really stupid.

"...I don't blame you for being a teacher."

Lu Fuyao stiffened and tried to take his hand away, but he squeezed it tighter. He asked in a low voice, "Where is it hurt?"

Lu Fuyao pursed his lips: "My throat is fine."

Sure enough, there was not a single scar left on her fair and jade-like neck. Yun Nian approached her infatuatedly and gradually lowered his figure. Lu Fuyao watched his reflection magnify in her eyes, but was controlled by him and could not escape even a step.

After a long time, a gentle kiss fell on her neck. After the kiss, Yun Nian nuzzled there like a puppy and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"...Get up!" Lu Fuyao said coldly.

He regretfully let go of her and said sincerely again: "Master, don't hide anything from me in the future. I will really misunderstand you."

"There is already an insurmountable gap between us, so there is no need for any misunderstanding." Lu Fuyao said coldly.

"And you lied to me." Yun Nian looked at her with burning eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Obviously you didn't do it, why do you have to imagine yourself as my enemy?"

Lu Fuyao: "?"

Yun Nian explained aggrievedly: "The mother and daughter in the forest are also demons, but you saved them, proving that you will not treat them differently. What's more, my mother has done nothing wrong, and you will not rush to attack Yunyu.

You were not the mastermind of the Villa Massacre at all, but you deceived me again and again for your own identity."

"..."

Lu Fuyao found out that he was really brainwashing her. He just didn't want to admit that she was the murderer, right?

In the incident that year, Lu Fuyao followed Yun Yi's instigation and ordered to send troops to the villa. Yu Heng either knew about it afterwards or connived to protect her. Mu Qiu was kept in the dark and became an accomplice, and Chi Jingshan became

Lu Fuyao's powerful sword, everything actually points to Lu Fuyao, the mastermind behind it.

But he didn't believe it.

Lu Fuyao didn't bother to explain anymore. He wouldn't listen to the explanation anyway. What's more... it was Lu Fuyao who did it. What does it have to do with her, Lu Lan?

It's not like she's so cheap that she has to take the blame, so why bother?

"You're thinking too much." Lu Fuyao turned and left with a heavy heart.

Yun Nian stood there, looking at her intently, with a slight smile spreading from the corner of his mouth.

She was not wrong, she just... didn't like him.

When Lu Fuyao entered the Shengchen Palace the next day, he found Xiao Qingyu still sitting in front of the bed looking at Bai Wuqing.

"I have ordered people to go to Xuanyu Palace." Xiao Qingyu looked lonely at the girl lying on the bed and spoke slowly, as if he was talking to Bai Wuqing or Lu Fuyao: "She is

My wife is the gift of marriage that I knelt in front of my father for a day and a night when I was still the prince."

"She is a very innocent girl. Every time she sees me, she always asks me if I have eaten, for fear that I will be hungry. She will also ask me stupidly if she is hosting the Sixth Palace Ceremony in the right place, for fear that something will go wrong.

But in my eyes, everything she does is perfect. In order to prevent her from being wronged, I specially arranged all the concubines around her to have the gentlest temperament, and the prince will definitely be her child. I want to be with her.

We want to grow old together, so that’s why I kept the Resurrection Pill... But even so, it still hurt her."

Lu Fuyao felt a little guilty in his heart. If he hadn't saved himself, Bai Wuqing wouldn't have suffered this misfortune, but now he was helpless to do anything to her and watched her suffer.

"...If Su Xixue is Huirong, I probably understand why she became like this."

Lu Fuyao looked at him steadily, wanting to know the truth of the matter.

"Back then, the concubine Chu Zhao caused miscarriage. Such a thing had never happened in my harem. With mixed feelings, I imprisoned Chu Zhao in the cold palace." Xiao Qingyu still doesn't know what he did until now.

Is that right? After all, he is not a mean and ungrateful person. He has never dealt with his concubines harshly and treats every girl equally: "Originally, I just wanted her to think about it calmly and find a reason before letting her go.

But not long after, someone from the palace came to report that she was crazy."

"She changed from being shrewd and arrogant at the beginning to being taciturn. No matter who came to see her, she would not speak." Xiao Qingyu recalled those days, and his heart was still heavy: "No matter how I treated her, even if it was out of guilt.

I gave her a rejuvenation pill, but it still couldn't cure her heart disease. It took three months, but she still died in depression."

Lu Fuyao thought for a while and said, "Actually, what you want to say is that it was in the cold palace that Chu Zhao split the personality of Su Xixue."

Xiao Qingyu nodded and said, "And, have you discovered something?"

"What's up?"

"Su Xixue's personality is very similar to that of the Queen."

Lu Fuyao came up with a guess that even she herself couldn't believe: "You mean, when Chu Zhao split his personality back then, it was based on the character of Empress Yuan?"

"This is just a guess. After all, I don't know what her reason is." Xiao Qingyu pondered, "Maybe she feels that the queen has a high position and has a subconscious desire to become this kind of person?"

As a woman, Lu Fuyao's starting point was completely different from his: "Maybe...she saw that you liked the queen more, and in order to make up for her inner jealousy, she became Su Xixue."

Xiao Qingyu kept silent. Being liked by so many people was actually not a good thing for him.
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