The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 508
After Fu Wan woke up last time, there was a very big problem with her body.

If she continues in this state, she will definitely become a bloodthirsty lunatic because of the collapse of her sanity.Fu Wan didn't want to be such a person, so she went to the imperial doctor and temporarily suppressed the toxin.

But this approach will only result in more serious physical loss.

According to previous estimates, Fu Wan can live for one year.But now, she probably has three months to live.However, the Resurrection Pill that Fu Wan bought in the previous plane is still there, and in this plane where she can control the ending by herself, her death might be a breaker.

However, both Fu Wan and the system are not sure whether the resurrection pill can be used in this world without immortal magic.

But it doesn't matter, this is not the first time Fu Wan burped.

She felt that the air in her chest was getting less and less, her heart and lungs ached sharply, and her head was blurred and painful as if it had been sucked into a vacuum.Fu Wan struggled subconsciously, but after an unknown period of time, she began to lose the strength to struggle.

Mouthfuls of water were poured into her body, and her body became heavier and heavier, finally sinking bit by bit.

At this moment, the hand holding her head stopped suddenly.As if aware of something, he jumped down and pulled Fu Wan up.As soon as Fu Wan came into contact with the air, he immediately took a deep breath, ignoring everything else.

Song Cheng dragged her to the shore, looked at her sharply and coldly, and said coldly: "Your Majesty, what does this mean!"

Before Fu Wan could catch her breath, she opened her eyes, her wet long hair was draped beside her cold white cheeks, her narrow and dark phoenix eyes looked at him, she suddenly smiled nervously, she leaned slightly and grabbed Song Cheng's shoulder, "Song Qing, you don't even know..."

Song Cheng also stared at her.

Fu Wan's nails clasped his shoulders tightly, it was too heavy, she gritted her teeth and said: "You don't know at all, and you don't want to believe that I am sincere to you."

Song Cheng didn't speak, his tone was very light, "It's a blessing for your majesty to take pity on me, why should your majesty be like this..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Fu Wan grabbed his hand and put it on her neck.The girl's usual arrogant and noble demeanor softened all of a sudden, she knelt down on the ground with her whole body wet, raised her beautiful and charming face to look at him, and drooped the tails of her phoenix eyes, which were always sharp and deep, "My life Here you go, you give me your heart, how about it?"

Song Cheng subconsciously took a step back, almost falling into the pool.

But Fu Wan bent his lips into a smile, got up and approached him, "Song Qing just like this..."

She suddenly leaned forward and approached Song Cheng.

Song Cheng was forced to lean back by her sudden movement, and almost fell into the pool completely, but Fu Wan's slender fingers grabbed the skirt of his clothes. The girl's phoenix eyes were full of desire to control, "So resist me, huh?"

She was too close, almost touching the tip of Song Cheng's nose, so close that Song Cheng could smell the deep fragrance of agarwood on her body.

Fu Wan looked at Song Cheng without blinking, then raised his hand to hook Song Cheng's neck.The other party lowered his head subconsciously, but Fu Wan suddenly stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the lips without hesitation, and passed by like a dragonfly.

Song Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was stained with a thin blush.

"Song Qing doesn't resist me." Fu Wan blinked.

"Your Majesty." Song Cheng just frowned.

Fu Wan let go of her hand, she ran a few steps barefoot, and lightly tiptoed to catch a firefly.She held the flickering light in her palm, Fu Wan glanced at Song Cheng, and brought the firefly to Song Cheng, "Look, this is the firefly I want to show Song Qing. Life, I can also give you something next to you."

Song Cheng lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the noble and bright girl in front of him.

Fu Wan chuckled lightly, and let the firefly fly away in his palm, not knowing whether it was the firefly or him.

The two of them sat here until the middle of the night when the wind was blowing. Fu Wan slept late the next day, and when he got up, he began to critique memorials frantically.This kind of life lasted for several days, and Fu Wan finally finished the progress of the memorial again, so she was free for a while.

Because of leaving the palace, Song Cheng's relationship with his party members has also become closer.

They planned to assassinate Zhao Yuanzhi at the end of the month by pretending to be the remnant party of the deposed emperor Zhao Lan. When Zhao Yuan died, everyone would revolt to overthrow the Zhao family's rule, support Song Cheng to the throne, and start a dynasty of equality between men and women.

Fu Wan felt that the idea was very good, but it was impossible to achieve it in a short time.

She waited until the day when she was assassinated at the end of the month.

In order to facilitate the assassination, she also drove away a few servants around her, and took two maids to Song Cheng's bedroom.When she arrived, Song Cheng was sitting by the window sharing tea, seeing Fu Wan coming, he brought a cup to Fu Wan.

Fu Wan took a few sips and knew that the shaved ice had the same ingredients as last time.

Birds chirping outside the window.

Fu Wan glanced out of the window, and the cold arrow arrived as expected, but it was not aimed at her, but at Song Cheng.Fu Wan couldn't think of anything else, so she rushed over to block the arrow, and the sharp arrow pierced into Fu Wan's chest, causing her to almost faint from the pain.

Song Cheng looked at Fu Wan's blood-stained gown with dark eyes, glanced out of the window, and then came over and hugged Fu Wan.

He gently hugged Fu Wan, and said softly, "Your Majesty, you are really kind to me."

Fu Wan was in pain and didn't want to speak.

Song Cheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the arrow.Just when Fu Wan felt that something was wrong, the other party really stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrow directly.

Fu Wan's eyes went dark from the pain, and he fainted.

When she woke up, she saw Song Cheng.She glanced at Song Cheng, looked around, and said calmly, "Where are the rest?"

"Of course they are all imprisoned." Song Cheng answered her.

Fu Wan looked at him coldly, "What do you mean?"

Song Cheng smiled lowly, "Didn't Your Majesty know that I was in contact with others?" He stretched out his hand to cover Fu Wan's quilt, his tone was gentle, and his expression was calm, "I am like this, so I can see if His Majesty is real. If you care about Yichen, you can also kill His Majesty, isn't it great?"

"What if I don't see that arrow?" Fu Wan stared at him.

Song Cheng shook his head, "I know, I will avoid it."

Fu Wan thought to herself, it turned out that the naive critic was actually herself, but she thought she knew everything well.

"Since your majesty treats you sincerely, how about you return all the past to your majesty when you ascend the throne?" Song Cheng let go of his hands and stood up. He was dressed in white and looked extremely gentle.

"Pull down from the previous position, break all bones, and become a prisoner." Song Cheng's eyes were dark, and when he looked at people, his eyes were so indifferent that it was frightening.

Fu Wan hesitated for a moment before laughing, "Song Qing really doesn't understand me."

(End of this chapter)