Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

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Fu Yue's heart was strangely not fluctuating, even if she was so affectionately confessed, her heart was only uncomfortable, there was only a touch of impatience.

She doesn't need this feeling.

Fu Yue thought for a while, and chose a more euphemistic rhetoric, "I won't be your beloved, Master Chu should choose another good match."

Chu Xiange wanted to say something, but Fu Yue raised her hand to stop it.

The female emperor's indifferent and imposing eyes fell on him, and she gradually lost her temperature, "Mr. Chu, you must know that I am the emperor. In this world, anyone can be a good wife, except for me."

"There are three thousand beauties in the harem, are you really willing to hide in a small courtyard and fight for the same woman with so many people? You...think about it."

Finished.

Fu Yue stepped away.

Chu Xiange was thrown on the spot, his feet were a little weak, his beautiful lips lost his blood, his expression lost and lost.

After Fu Yue left, she just raised her foot and stepped out of the door of the Promise Hall, and almost ran into a person. It was because the opponent gave her a quick hand to stabilize her figure.

It's Wenxian.

Fu Yue raised her head slightly, just about to scold softly, "What are you doing here?" However, when she met the man's breezy and beautiful eyes, she suddenly stopped.

Wen Xian spoke first.

"What your Majesty said just now is that you won't be any man's lover, will you?"

His tone was faint, and his dark eyes stared at Fu Yue unblinkingly, stubbornly waiting for an answer.

Fu Yue frowned, "Bold, who allowed you to overhear my speech? This is disrespectful!"

Wen Xian stepped forward and reached out to hold Fu Yue's cheek. The distance between the two was close at hand: "Your Majesty's trick to change the subject is too inferior. You only need to answer whether I am or not."

Fu Yue: "...Wear the string, put your paws down, be bold, who allowed you to touch my noble and beautiful face?"

Wen Xian: "..."

From the moment he asked that sentence, the woman's eyes were very empty.

Ah.

He already knew the answer.

This woman has no heart.

Wen Xian let go of his hand, and gradually moved back, looking at Fu Yue with complicated eyes, then turned his head and walked away lightly.

Fu Yue: "???"

baffling.

After a day of tiredness, Fu Yue returned to her Chaoyang Palace. Although she was babbling about finding a few more beautiful boys to be happy, she didn't really act.

Not interested.

Second, no energy.

Three have no time.

System 677 said, "Host, don't say you can't be so tactful, why are you deceiving yourself? 】

Fu Yue: "Go away."

Going back to the Chaoyang Palace to prepare for a comfortable beauty sleep, Her Majesty did not expect that there is a big surprise waiting for her in the palace.

Fu Yue didn't like that her bedroom was served by too many people, so generally speaking, at this time, her bedroom was usually empty, and it was dark inside.

Push the door in.

After a day of tiredness, Fu Yue was approved for a while. She almost went straight to the bed. She fell asleep as soon as she kicked on her shoes. She didn't even have time to take off her clothes.

Fu Yue, who was just lying on the bed, felt something was wrong.

Someone on the bed!

The narrow eyes suddenly opened, the white and slender hands were raised, the palms flew up, and Fu Yue held a sharp dagger in his hand.

In the night, a cold light flashed.