The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 315 The gloomy and violent little emperor vs the bright and charming foreign dancer
King Qi never gave up on using Luanniang.

So he used Luan Niang to poison, but whether Luan Niang was the deepest move by Zhao Yuan's side, Fu Wan was just fooling her.

But flickering, the most important thing is the atmosphere.

Fu Wan put on an inscrutable face, and said with a sneer, "Idiot, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's cub?"

The face of the killer on the opposite side showed a trace of bewilderment, but then it turned into a suddenly realized expression, and said thoughtfully: "So that's how it is."

Fu Wan didn't know what to say for a while, so he continued to pretend to be inscrutable.

The other party let out a foul breath, and said seriously: "The junior is still too arrogant for a while, so let's leave now."

Fu Wan looked at the killer opposite, and said calmly, "Do one thing for me first."

The other party hesitated for a moment, but still cupped his hands and said, "Senior, please speak."

Fu Wan said slowly: "Give me your shoes."

The other party doesn't know why.

Fu Wan sighed, showing a helpless look, "I was stabbed by you, and the soles of my shoes are still full of stones. Going back like this will make the little tyrant trust me, and I will die first."

He glanced at Fu Wan's feet, and saw that she was standing in a pool of blood, her shoes had been scratched by stones, needless to say, the feet inside were even worse.

The other party showed a suddenly realized expression, but still hesitated, "If it is seen..."

Fu Wan was expressionless, "I said I killed you and pulled the shoes over."

other side:"……"

Having said that, Fu Wan still got his wish and put on the killer's younger brother's shoes.

She turned around and staggered forward, covered in blood, leaving a trail of blood when she walked.The fledgling young killer looked at Fu Wan's trembling back with awe.

But after Fu Wan turned around, he finally couldn't help it, and showed a strange smile that he suppressed.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha It's so easy to fool.

She felt that her conscience didn't hurt at all.

Even though this incident was quite funny, the soles of Fu Wan's feet were indeed bloody, and the sword behind his back was still stuck in the flesh, and every movement would make the sword move, causing Fu Wan's head to sweat in cold sweat.

So she walked very slowly.

At this moment, someone in black clothes came out of the darkness holding a blood-dripping sword.His movements were quick, almost in the blink of an eye, he jumped in front of the killer, with a sharp sword in his hand.

Even though he was dressed in black and the wound couldn't be seen, Fu Wan felt that he was in pain.

For example, she can't wait to move horizontally when she walks, and the wound will still hurt terribly.His opening and closing movements like this, his moves are more ferocious than a killer, it is really scary.

Fu Wan wanted to stop her, but no matter how much she begged Zhao Yuan, he still swung his sword forward.

The two of them fought for a long time. Although the young man was ruthless and talented, he had been taught by famous experts.But it was different from the killer who had really learned how to kill, but Zhao Yuan still took the head of the killer with one sword.

A gust of blood spattered out, and Fu Wan's neck froze for a while.

Zhao Yuan threw away the murder weapon in his hand, and walked towards her with erratic steps.

Fu Wan stretched out his hand subconsciously, wanting to support Zhao Yuan.But the boy's body suddenly went limp, and he fell down straight, only then did Fu Wan realize that he was wearing her gray dress.

Wherever it is black, it is completely soaked in blood.

Fu Wan knelt down on the ground, stretched out her arms to hug his body, his body was very cold, it was obvious that he had lost too much blood.Fu Wan was a little scared for a moment, but she couldn't move, her back was already soaked in blood.

She sat on the ground with Zhao Yuan in her arms, raised her head, and could see the dark dead branches piercing the round moon.

Like a shattered mirror.

Although it is not cold at night, there are many wild mosquitoes in the mountains.The two of them were covered in blood, and even attracted flies. Fu Wan rested for a while, and began to drag Zhao Yuan to the palace.

While procrastinating, Fu Wan thought, never leave the palace again.

As a generation of demon concubine and tyrant, it is too dangerous to go out.

Fortunately, she didn't know the way. Although she deliberately avoided running in the direction of the palace gate, she ended up running not far from the palace gate.Fu Wan pushed open the door and went in, finally letting go of her heart.

Because the two disappeared for no reason, the guards in the palace became extra vigilant and did not sneak out to play cards during the night watch at the palace gate.

So as soon as Fu Wan entered, he was discovered by the guards.

The guard hurriedly went to inform the eunuch, and while putting Fu Wan and Zhao Yuan on the stretcher, they ran all the way towards the royal doctor's workshop.

Fu Wan was nearly knocked to death on the spot.

Fortunately, he was sent to the imperial doctor's office soon, Zhao Yuan was already dying, and the imperial doctors tried their best to hang his life back.

As for Fu Wan, he lost a lot of blood, his skin was inflamed, and he had a fever and dizziness all of a sudden, which was very uncomfortable.

So the two spent a pleasant summer of recuperation.

Fu Wan's injury was not serious, and after the wound scabbed over, he no longer just lay on the bed, and from time to time went to see Zhao Yuan, who could only lie paralyzed on the bed, dying, with a very bad complexion.

The boy has been weak since he was a child, and his bones are extremely bad.

This time, he lost a lot of blood all of a sudden, the wound was severely torn, and his heart and lungs were injured.

Fu Wan often stewed longan, lotus seeds, red dates, and wolfberry porridge for him to enrich blood. Zhao Yuan looked at the longan and red dates in it reluctantly, and looked at Fu Wan with resentment, "You give me this stuff?"

Fu Wan nodded, "Your Majesty should make up for it."

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, "Do you think I'm in confinement?"

Fu Wan was thoughtful, and said: "Your Majesty, if you don't make up for it, you may not survive confinement."

Zhao Yuan was successfully angered by Fu Wan.

Fu Wan scooped up a spoonful of porridge and fed it to the man's pale lips, as if coaxing a child, "Good boy, drink the porridge." After finishing speaking, he rubbed Zhao Yuan's head and sighed, "He will let go I left, and His Majesty still went up to fight, if something really happened, what should I do if I leave my concubine alone?"

Boss Zhao Yuan reluctantly took a sip of Fu Wan's porridge, but the expression on his face was enjoyment.

He raised his cold white hand to Fu Wan's temple, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "If I'm not here, I..." He frowned.

Zhao Yuan's eyes were three points blank.

He has always felt that his life is nothing but torture, endless torture.

Want to die, but not reconciled, but looking forward to death.

But now, I'm... afraid of death.

Fate is really tricky. When he doesn't want to live, he can't be killed by those people. He can only suffer like this all the time.He doesn't want to die now, there is someone he wants to catch, but on the contrary, he can't live.

He sat up slightly, and put his arms around the girl's shoulders.

Fu Wan was caught off guard, the porridge bowl in his hand was overturned and rolled to the ground.She didn't have time to pick it up, but was embraced by the man in front of her in a tender and domineering embrace.

(End of this chapter)