My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 97

King Wei was in the back room of the Yizheng Hall, with maps of various countries in front of him, tapping his index finger on the eight counties of the border town, his gloomy eyes filled with countless depressions.

This was the scene when Qian Youde came in with a tea bowl, then he bent over and put the tea bowl aside quietly, waiting quietly.

"Wei Wan has been in the capital for so many years," King Wei rubbed his fingers across the eight counties of the border city, his eyes downcast and dim, "I didn't even notice that she was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger."

"The old slave is dizzy." Qian Youde raised his hand and bowed down, looking a little frightened. "The king is busy with everything and cares about the people of the world. It is appropriate for him to be a little careless. The old slave did not see the wolfish ambition of Miss Wei Si. It really deserves to be punished.”

King Wei's heart felt for a moment, and he raised his hand to roll up the map: "I know your loyalty is unwavering."

"You have been by the widow's side for many years, and Wei Wan doesn't often walk around in the golden palace. It's normal if you don't notice it. You don't have to take this crime."

Qian Youde knelt down, lowered his body, and wiped the corners of his eyes twice with his haggard hand: "This old slave has been with the king for many years, and the king's troubles are not easy... This old slave sees it, the old slave has worked so hard, and let someone take advantage of it. But the king is so considerate of this old slave..."

King Wei helped him up, and couldn't help but sigh: "Only you can see the hardships of the widow."

"Why is your majesty so self-deprecating, you are the pillar of Wei, supporting the falling sky,"

King Wei shook his head, walked up to the chessboard aside, picked up the black stones, and hesitated on the end of the game, but did not fall down: "I am like the trapped beast, it is not me who is holding up the sky, but the top of the cage. "

"Even as the king of a country, the widow is often unable to do what he wants, as if he is being pushed forward." In the end, he threw the chess piece back into the chess basket, "the widow seems to be immersed in darkness, surrounded by countless pairs of chess pieces. My eyes are so fierce that I can no longer see the way I came from when I look back, and it is difficult to move forward.”

For a long time, the guard raised his dark eyes and pursed his lips: "Yuan Fuyan..."

King Wei took Qian Youde to avoid Jinque's eyes and ears, and kicked open the door of Sangying Pavilion. Yuan Fuying came out calmly, with a slight glint in his eyes: "Your Majesty,"

King Wei waved away the hand she held and looked around with a sullen face: "Where is your brother?"

"Fuyan?" Yuan Fuying's eyes showed some doubts, which made it clear to King Wei, "I don't know who I am."

The veins on King Wei's forehead twitched a few times, and he angrily pinched Yuan Fuying's neck: "Bitch!"

After saying this, he dragged Yuan Fuying into the house and threw it on the ground. Completely ignoring the beauty's purple complexion, he squatted down and said, "Tell me, is he working with the guards, secretly colluding with me, and betraying me!"

"Your Majesty, what's going on?" A voice of broken jade was heard from outside the house. King Wei looked back and saw Yuan Fuyan walking in from outside the house against the light.

The halo behind him seemed to add a bit of inviolability to him, and King Wei's eyes also showed a little struggle and greed for his own.

The red shirt on Yuan Fuyan's body was loosely worn by him, and the belts around his waist were tied casually. Now it is the time when the autumn wind is raging, and the white skin that stretches outside is flushed by the cold wind, especially the The collarbone is half covered.

King Wei licked the corner of his lips, his eyes were extremely dark and angry.

Yuan Fuyan's cold white hands supported Yuan Fuying who had fallen to the ground, and stopped him behind him: "Where did your majesty get angry and spread it on my elder sister?"

King Wei strode forward, his big palm fell on his thin shoulder, and his thumb rubbed his extended collarbone: "Who can be more capable than you, a poisonous snake!"

"So, it's me." Yuan Fuyan's voice was meandering, and he smiled loosely, his eyes were narrowed, lazily and indifferently raised, as if he was not talking about him, and it had nothing to do with him.

King Wei pinched the hem of his clothes and frowned: "Don't wear this color."

Yuan Fuyan laughed, his whole body exuded a soft and boneless morbidity, and lightly raised his white to gleaming hands to cover the shirt: "But I... like it,"

"I like...heh..." King Wei lowered his brows and raised his lips, "Do I like this color, or the person who likes to wear this color."

"Hmm..." Yuan Fuyan propped his chin, thought carefully for a moment, then smiled and showed his two fangs, "I like that person."

"I like it very much."

King Wei gritted his back molars, and wanted to raise his hand to pinch him, but he grabbed his wrist with such force that he didn't care about his identity at all: "She only saved you for a while, and you are so worried about it, isn't it? The widow has pardoned you!"

The strength in Yuan Fuyan's hand gradually increased, as if he wanted to crush the bones of the hand, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he raised his eyes in an instant, his eyes were full of madness: "Your Majesty must be tired these days."

King Wei's eyes suddenly widened, and he thought of drugging him first, but his diet was strictly controlled, so there was no chance of any problems. He put away the greed in his eyes and looked at the noble man in red: "What? mean!"

Yuan Fuyan looked at him for a long time, laughed out loud, and continued for a long time: "Daidi and the Murong clan conspired to take over my Tuoba clan's territory, but why did they push me to the king alone..."

After he finished speaking, he held his belly with his white palms and laughed slowly. The jade pendant hanging around his waist jingled with his movements, which was really nice to hear in contrast to the laughter.

"Because they are terrified and I bite back. My teeth are poisonous." He raised his thumb to scratch his sharp canine teeth, and when he raised his eyes, he was very evil, "I am Young Master Tuoba, Single-handedly challenged the leader of the Tuoba clan, faced the Murong clan at the age of ten, and won a complete victory!"

"It's because I'm not as good as others, but I won't lose all the time."

"Your Majesty, King Wei, Wei Lu," after finishing speaking, Yuan Fuyan raised his leg and kicked him in the stomach, "You killed me!"

He chuckled and walked forward, imitating how he squatted and leaned towards Yuan Fuying, and suddenly changed his expression, extremely indifferent: "Kill me, and you won't even want to live."

"You poison me!" King Wei stared furiously, leaning on the ground and rubbing his back, trying to gain momentum to press Yuan Fuyan back.

But Yuan Fuyan pinched his neck as expected, and raised his eyes lazily: "You think you can imprison me for the rest of your life if you give me cartilage powder?"

He chuckled: "I'm a Xianbei man, I've always been rebellious, wild and unruly, there is absolutely no possibility of being imprisoned by external factors,"

"Unless, I want to."

Since King Wei came to the throne, he has never suffered from this kind of anger. A majestic king was pressed to the ground so hard that he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't even call out 'help'. He pushed hard his arm.

"Guess, why would I want to?" Yuan Fuyan pressed him, as if it was a pity that he couldn't hear from King Wei, and continued on his own, "Because she is in Weidu."

"But now, she's gone." The voice was full of sighs, melancholy, and a little sympathetic, "You don't think that the first time I saw her was in Weidu, right?"

(End of this chapter)