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The manâs slender fingers on Fu Xiâs shoulder tightened, but then he suddenly released them, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
When Fu min looked at him â¦
Wen Xianâs eyes were clean and pure again. He softly coaxed her, his tone like a demonâs temptation, ââLAN âer, can you give me a chance? Iâm begging you â¦â Fu Shang stared at Wen Xianâs eyes in a daze.
Her eyes lost focus for a moment, her pupils dilated, and she couldnât help but sayâ okayâ, but she quickly returned to normal, and the word was stuck in her throat.
Fu Shangâs eyes were filled with confusion.
What happened to her just now?
âYour Majesty, you want to say yes, donât you?â
A dark glint streaked across Wen Xianâs eyes, and his tone was strangely gentle.
Fu Shang felt that something was wrong.
Staying with this person gave her a creepy feeling.
It was obviously summer now, and the weather could no longer be described as warm. It was a day where one would sweat just by taking a few steps.
Fu Shang felt a chill down his spine as he stayed in the palace.
She suddenly pushed Wen Xian away. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
letâs talk about this later. 1 suddenly remembered that there are still memorials in the afternoon that have not been approved. Royal concubine, you should return to Weiyang Palace first.
He threw down this sentence.
Fu Shang left in a hurry.
Her footsteps were a little hurried. Those who didnât know would think that there was a ghost chasing after her.
When Fu minâs back was completely out of sight, Wen Xian reluctantly retracted his gaze.
A trace of regret flashed across his eyes.
No one knew that he had an ability.
Soul capture.
It was what modern people called hypnosis.
By stimulating the other partyâs nerves, tampering with her memories, controlling everything about her, making her only have him in her eyes and heart.
She obediently let him do as he pleased.
He could do whatever he wanted.
The beautyâs clear eyes darkened a little. Her fingers curled up uncontrollably. He felt an almost imperceptible change in his body. Wen Xianâs fair, Jade-like face gradually turned red.
Really, just thinking about it made oneâs heart move â¦
However, in that case, she would no longer be lively and lively. She would only be a beautiful puppet at the mercy of others. This was what Wen Xian did not want to see.
He did not want a puppet.
However, if LAN âer was really that disobedient and wanted to abandon him to be with someone else ⦠Then, he would rather have a well-behaved puppet.
At leastâ¦
At least, she could stay by his side forever.
Wen Xian slowly walked to his seat and sat down. He picked up the cup of tea on the table that had already turned cold, the one that Fu Shang had just drunk. His long, slender fingers held the tea tray.
Wen Xian stared at the cup of tea with great interest, his glass-like eyes flickering. He picked up the cup of tea and took a sip of the tea that had already cooled.
Then, he squinted his eyes in delight.
He suddenly thought it through.
Revenge and power ⦠Compared to her, he was not even worth mentioning.
He had indeed been possessed previously.
He actually wanted to hurt her.
In a flash, she ran to Fu Shang in the Imperial study and diligently approved the memorials for the entire afternoon. She even ordered that no one was allowed to disturb her.
He was a little scared.
To Fu minâs surprise, Wen Xian did not come to find her.
This made the Empress heave a sigh of relief.
After a long day, Fu Shang was about to go back to the palace for a good nightâs sleep.
Eunuch Li Fu walked in.
âYour Majesty, are you still going to use Minister heâs card today?â
Fu Shangâs brain short-circuited.
He shoujun?