The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 646 The White Moonlight of the Tyrant (10)

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   Xiao Cui trembled, and added, "Mother... Niang Niang, in fact, everyone doesn't know what the maidens did before."

   "Because... when they came back, they had become a corpse."

   "The maid who followed...none of them was alive."

  Fu Sheng: "..."

  No wonder, the eyes of Grandpa Li just now looked so strange,

original,

  She deserved to die there.

   "Okay, you can withdraw."

  Fu Sheng presses his temples and feels that he needs to be rationalized.

   "Yes." Xiao Cui backed away hurriedly.

  【Miss sister, what shall we do now? 】

  Dumplings swallowed small wontons and asked vaguely.

   "Um... I think..."

  Fu Sheng tilted his head, shaking his legs, and said seriously,

   "Should we go... to spy out the debris once?"

  She wanted to see what happened to her big baby.

  The roar she heard just now was really scary.

   [Then the Great Fragmentation Assembly won’t find you? 】

  Dumplings are a little worried.

  Fu Sheng smiled and said,

   "I don't believe it. With the blessing of spiritual power, he can still find it."

  The big deal,

   Hypnotize him first, then go in.

  After speaking,

  I saw her figure flashed and disappeared on the bed in an instant.

  ……

  ……

  The emperor’s bedroom.

  The hall is extremely dark.

  The wick on the candlestick is intact and there is no trace of being burned.

   Spreading layers of gold silk gauze tents, the incense burner is faintly smoked with the sleeping ambergris, and the smoky smoke dissipates in the air, making the palace extremely quiet.

  Fu Shengmao was lying down, hiding in a corner behind the screen, not daring to move.

  From her perspective, there is a person lying faintly on the bed, breathing shallow.

  He seems to be sleeping very restlessly, and growls from time to time, with pain and hatred.

  Fu Sheng looked at it quietly for a while, then she raised her fingertips slightly, and the little white fluorescent light flew silently onto the bed like a firefly, turning into the center of the man's eyebrows.

  However, only for a moment,

  The man immediately opened his eyes alertly.

  His eyes are red, and he is about to pick up the sword beside his pillow.

  Unexpectedly, an extremely heavy sleepiness struck him, leaving him weak and lying weakly.

  He gave a low growl and realized that it was not good.

  Although there is a sense of rejection from the inside out,

  But for some reason, he did not resist half a point.

finally,

  Struggling for a few seconds, he fell asleep deeply,

  Before losing consciousness, his hand was still holding the hilt tightly in a defensive posture.

  Fu Sheng waited patiently for a long time,

  Until it was confirmed that he was really asleep, he walked out boldly with confidence.

  The corners of the pink skirt lightly raised, slowly approaching the gauze tent.

   Soon, the gauze tent was gently opened, revealing the noble man sleeping peacefully on the bed.

   Despite the spiritual blessing of Fu Sheng, he still sleeps very restlessly.

   Fucked his brows tightly, as if having an extremely bad dream.

  His body is bowed, in the most perfect defensive posture.

  The slender and fair hands held the hilt tightly, even though the fingers were bloodshot, they did not let go,

  It seems like this can give him a sense of security.

  The original noble and elegant face became slightly distorted and fierce, like a fierce beast full of evil spirits, clamoring to destroy everything.

  Fu Sheng looked at him and sat down gently.

  The doubts in my heart are getting bigger and bigger.

  When the emperor, will it be so tired?

  Tired, will it become like this?

  【The emperor... always worry that others will assassinate him. 】

  The dumplings were full of books, and said casually.

  (End of this chapter)