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Chapter 584 The Nightmare Begins

Fusang never expected that that day would become her eternal nightmare just because she looked at it curiously.

She stood there with trembling feet and couldn't move. The two hands who came out of the room just turned a corner and saw her by the window.

"What are you doing standing here?!"

The two subordinates shouted at the same time, Fusang's feet immediately softened, and Lord Jian also opened the window to look at the movement when he heard the sound.

Fusang raised her head and stared blankly at Prince Jian, the father who loved her very much.

His smile at that moment is still lingering in her mind.

Like a devil, like a ghost.

"Fu'er, what did you see just now?" Prince Jian raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile.

Fusang shook his head immediately without even thinking about it.

But Lord Jian squinted his eyes halfway, and said, "It seems that there is no need to wait until Ji."

After the two subordinates heard what Lord Jian said, they lifted Fusang together and threw it through the window.

Fusang rolled a few times on the ground before barely stopping, seeing the falling window, her heart also turned cold.

Tears could not stop falling, clattering.

Hearing the sound of Lord Jian's footsteps approaching slowly, it was as if Yasha's Soul-Evoking Knife was coming towards her.

Fusang kept crying and crying, but when she lay there thinking about it, her hands were so weak.

After a while, Prince Jian came up to her, squatted down and pressed her head, "Fu'er, you know that Father loves you the most."

Fusang shook his head with difficulty while crying.

It's not like this, her father is not like this!
"Come on, I'll help you up." Lord Jian let go of Fusang's head, grabbed her arms with both hands and made her stand up.

As soon as Fusang got up and sat up, he pushed him away suddenly, and then backed away.

"Don't, don't, go away, go away!" Fusang just shook her head now, her boss was blank and couldn't think of anything.

Lord Jian smiled after standing firm, walked to Fusang and squatted down, and put his hands lightly on Fusang's shoulders.

"Fu'er, you are my good Fu'er, do you remember how kind your father was to you in the past?" He stared at Fusang's white butterfly bone, his eyes were full of dark light.

It's different from being raised since childhood, and that woman's background is also good.

Fusang glared fiercely at the man in front of her, she stretched out her hand and slapped him on the face with a "slap", without showing any mercy.

Lord Jian only felt a burning pain in his cheek. He covered his face and looked at Fusang who was holding his body in front of him, and said with a sneer, "I didn't expect you to be fierce."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and "slapped" Fusang's face, and Fusang's little face immediately became red and swollen.

"If you are really like your dead mother, you know Lie, and you don't even think about who is raising you." Prince Jian rubbed his palms, and then pinched Fusang's chin.

"You'd better be good, otherwise the father won't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." After the words of Lord Jian, his fingers tapped Fusang's body a few times.

Fusang suddenly felt something strange in her body, she tried to move, but there was no response!
"Hehe, it's better to be good." Prince Jian smiled and untied Fusang's belt with a stretch of his hand.

Fusang watched Lord Jian's movements, but didn't even have the strength to resist...

The nightmare began to linger from that moment...

The most unexpected thing was that Prince Jian, who was trapped in the palace for a month and was tired of her, sent her out time and time again in order to exchange things with others...

(End of this chapter)