Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

After Ling Youyao heard that the Ji family had sent someone to the Cai family to discuss the marriage, the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be stopped, and she thought that Cai Fuya's birthday was about to be celebrated, maybe the marriage would be finalized years ago, so she went there immediately The treasury picks out gifts for her.

Fu Mingjue looked at her happily, and didn't want to pour cold water on her, but when she took out the green jade bracelet, he suddenly lost his composure.

"This can't be delivered."

Ling Youyao was taken aback: "Why?"

She searched in the warehouse for a long time, but other jewelry was too ordinary, only this bracelet was shining all over, and the dark green inside seemed to flow, like a dream.

He said: "This is a betrothal gift from the king. Of course, you can't give it to others. If you want to give it as a gift, you might as well choose something else. Anyway, you can't give this one."

Ling Youyao glanced at him suspiciously, and then looked at the bracelet carefully. Apart from its better quality than ordinary jade bracelets, there seemed to be nothing special about it.

Fu Mingjue put down the book, pulled her over, held her slender wrist, and asked, "Why did you choose it?"

"Special, you can tell it's not a vulgar thing at a glance."

Fu Mingjue raised his eyebrows and smiled: "That's true, but this thing belongs to you and cannot be given to others."

"You, you" Ling Youyao was so ashamed and angry, "It's bright and sunny, if someone hears it, I'll be ashamed to face others!"

He kissed her neck lightly, with an ambiguous tone: "Apart from you, what else can I do here?"

Fu Mingjue grabbed her hand and put it to his lips, and said with a smile, "You really should accept your fate."

He was slightly stunned, and immediately said: "No, the king's life is in his own hands, why should he bow his head to others?"

As time passed, Ling Youyao couldn't figure out whether Fu Xiuyun really wanted to kill Fu Mingjue.

Ling Youyao swallowed in fear, and whispered: "I, I know I was wrong, and I will never think about it again."

Fu Mingjue's expression froze, the smile in his eyes dissipated instantly, and turned gloomy.

Seeing her eyes flicker, Fu Mingjue knew she was still thinking, snorted coldly, pulled off her buttons, and pushed the clothes up directly.

"If His Majesty didn't stop last time, would you do it now?" She hesitated to speak.

"That's natural, it's for you." Fu Mingjue clasped her waist tightly, not letting her move.

Ling Youyao reacted instantly, and wanted to escape in a panic, but before she could pull out her hand, she was pinned down on the Arhat bed by him.Fu Mingjue pinched her waist fiercely, and said with a sneer, "What are you pretending to be in your head?"

Ling Youyao didn't dare to move in consideration of the injury on his hand, she just said: "Su Lingxi told me last time that His Majesty will bestow the marriage because of the gold mine you discovered in Minzhou. In March, whoever thought you would think about the dowry in February."

If it was said that Fu Xiuyun couldn't bear to mutilate his siblings, no one would believe it.When he ascended the throne, although he didn't do it himself, Fu Mingjue killed King Ning and King Ping, but he didn't severely punish him, and he acquiesced in his heart.Later, the other princes and princesses were expelled to fief, only Fu Mingjue and the eldest princess remained in the capital.

"Are you so sure?"

After that, he took off the bracelet on her wrist, picked up the jade bracelet in the box and put it on her.

Her complexion was already fair, but after wearing this jade bracelet, her skin was as white as snow.With a light pinch of Hao's wrist, the dark green flows, like a green mountain covered with snow, making people linger and forget to return.

"What are you doing?" Ling Youyao struggled to cover her.

Ling Youyao looked into his dark and warm eyes, her cheeks were blushed, and said: "If His Majesty didn't agree to grant the marriage back then, what would you do?"

Ling Youyao raised her hand to look carefully, then looked at Fu Mingjue in doubt: "What's the mystery in this?"

Fu Mingjue leaned on her shoulder: "He will agree."

"But." She tried to argue.

Ling Youyao also couldn't figure it out. There were several times when Fu Xiuyun could get rid of Fu Mingjue, but he didn't do anything in the end.
Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her head to look at Fu Mingjue, staring at him closely, with an indescribably strange look in her eyes: "Tell me, does His Majesty love you?"

"Even if he refuses to agree, this king has other options. After all, you can only marry this king in this life." These words are very domineering.

"Yes," he lightly smiled and rubbed her forehead, "It is indeed my king's plan to marry you for a long time."

Ling Youyao was slightly surprised: "Is this formed naturally?"

Ling Youyao nestled in his arms, her voice suddenly tinged with melancholy: "What about you? If one day you are cornered, will you also accept your fate?"

Although she had married over hard, she was fortunate at this time.

It's no wonder she thinks too much. Although the two are always fighting openly and secretly, they somehow give people the illusion of falling in love and killing each other.Speaking carefully, Fu Xiuyun's attitude towards Fu Mingjue was indeed very strange. He obviously wanted to get rid of him quickly, but every time at the end, he stopped.

"Some lines were carved by this king," he smiled and kissed the tip of her ear, his voice was deep and gentle, "When I discovered that gold mine in Minzhou last year, I dug out this piece of jade by the way, and this king felt very special. , so I thought about making a bracelet for you as a bride price."

"Don't say it anymore!" Fu Mingjue held her hands tightly, his eyes were deep, "Last time I cried all night, did you forget the pain?"

He also couldn't figure out what His Majesty was thinking. He had a chance to kill him last time, but he still didn't do it in the end, and even sent Wei Xiu to search for his whereabouts.

Ling Youyao couldn't help bending her lips, raised her hand to trace his eyebrows and eyes, and said: "Actually, when I heard your words, I was so scared that I didn't fall asleep all night, but in the end I resigned myself to my fate and put on the wedding dress."

Ling Youyao felt itchy, turned her head slightly, and said, "No wonder the size is just right."

Fu Mingjue held her hand and placed it under the sunlight. The originally crystal-clear and transparent bracelet reflected dazzling rays of light. When the green color came to his eyes, the fine lines inside gradually condensed into the word "Yao".

Fu Mingjue's eyes froze for a moment, and then he twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly: "Actually, this king doesn't know, but he should be alive."

"Take a closer look."

Fu Mingjue propped himself up so that he could look at her leisurely: "Now you know you're afraid? When you said that just now, how come you weren't afraid at all?"

Ling Youyao was so angry that her eyes were red, but she still said stubbornly: "I'm just skeptical, you said it yourself, if you have a problem, you have to say it, you can't hold it in your heart."

"Oh, I can't answer your question." Fu Mingjue strengthened his hand a little bit, leaning over to her, "But I can tell you the answer with actions."

A moment later, Ling Youyao's coquettish exclamation came from the room. She timidly tugged on Fu Mingjue's skirt, and said softly, "Your injury is not healed yet."

Fu Mingjue took her hand and went down: "Whether this king is cured, you can see it with your own eyes."