Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

The door of the palace opened, and the sun seemed to enter with the visitor: "Fu Yue, I'll take you out."

Long Fuyue looked back at him, and said indifferently: "Where are you going?"

There was a sneer on the corner of her lips: "You won't give me away in such a hurry, will you?"

Feng Qianyu choked, her eyes slightly hurt.This was the first time Long Fuyue spoke to him in the past few days, but what he said hurt people like a knife.

His eyes darkened, and he couldn't help holding one of her hands: "Fu Yue, you don't trust me to this extent now?"

Long Fuyue looked at him coldly, but never said a word.

Feng Qianyu suddenly hugged her into her arms: "Fu Yue, Fu Yue, what do you want me to do, what exactly do you want me to do in order for you to forgive me?"

Long Fuyue let him hold her in his arms, and slightly closed her eyes.

Feng Qianyu, are you pitying me?Still have a little old love for me?But, I don't want your sympathy, from now on I will never shed a tear for you again.

Long Fuyue moved back to Hexiang Garden.Everything here has not changed, even the big red happy characters on the gate of the courtyard are still there, but the color has faded, it is that kind of dismal red.Just like Long Fuyue's current heart.

Feng Qianyu no longer restrained her feet, but sent her four capable guards.

No matter where Long Fuyue went, they followed closely behind.Lest she run away.

Long Fuyue seldom went out, and occasionally went out to buy medicine at the pharmacy, or to catch snakes, insects, and ants in the woods.

Feng Qianyu was very puzzled, and didn't understand what she was buying the medicine for. He checked all the medicines one by one, and they were all irrelevant blood-tonifying medicines, and there was no poison, which ruled out the possibility that she wanted to drink medicine to commit suicide.

He was with her almost every night, trying to talk to her, but she was like a wooden doll.Sitting there with her knees folded and her eyes closed, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

The whip wounds on her body had already healed, but the crisscross welt marks were hard to get rid of for a while, and every time he saw it, his heart felt as if it had been stabbed.

Fu Yue, Fu Yue, how long are you going to punish me?