Chapter 2020 [Evil]

She picked up the teacup on the table, looked at the glowing water,

"Perhaps you don't know that when I was in the Tianjimen, I was quite aware of the world's poison. Although this is probably a new thing that Zhan Luoying has researched, I can still smell something wrong."

"I thought you might have been threatened or framed, but this cup of tea told me that you took the initiative and even couldn't wait."

She raised her hand, and the water in the teacup splashed a glowing arc, and some tea splashed into Fu Yan's sleeves and shoe upper.

She seemed to be shocked instantly, and sat down on the carpet overwhelmed.

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At this moment, the door of Zichen Palace was suddenly pushed open.

The lights and the moonlight shone in from outside the window, and the maid sitting on the ground hurriedly turned her head, and the emperor in a red robe was standing at the door.

His hair was full of untied black hair, dyed by the night to be as beautiful and cold as silk.

The man's face was against the light, and half of his face was sunken in the shadow, showing a deep and delicate outline. He held a black sword in his hand, like a hidden ghost in the darkness, cold and seductive.

Fu Yan could hardly restrain the longing and emotion in her eyes, but the person in her eyes only glanced at her lightly at first, and then her eyes were firmly fixed behind her, with indifferent but contradictory focus.

The emotion in the maid's eyes gradually cooled down, she turned her head slowly, Xia Fuyi was standing upright in her eyes, staring at the man at the door with no expression on her face.

It's like this every time, as long as they are still in the same room and in the same scene, everyone else will disappear, and it seems that there are only them and each other left in the world, and no one can squeeze in.

"What's going on here?"

Chang Sun Chi was the first to ask questions. He stepped into the hall with a sword in his hand. The corner of his red robe swept over the intricate and gorgeous carpet, and the color became even brighter after being dyed with some moist tea.

He lightly swept over the maids on the ground, looked up at Xia Fuyi,

"Is the servant not serving well?"

Fu Yan's whole body froze, then she trembled slightly.

Xia Fuyi gave her a cold look, and slowly clenched her wet fingers tightly,

"Nothing, I broke the teapot myself."

Then she said to Fuyan,
"Go down."

Fu Yan stood up immediately, and hurriedly retreated towards the door.

Only when she passed by Changsun Chi, she couldn't help raising her eyes slightly, but she happened to meet a set of inorganic cold eyes, the undisguised malice made her stiff, staggered and nearly fell fall.

The door closed behind him, Chang Sun Chi walked towards Xia Fuyi,
"What are you doing out in the middle of the night without sleeping?"

"Drink tea."

Xia Fuyi looked him up and down calmly, and finally settled on the sword in his hand,

"What... what did you do?"

The eldest grandson Chi smiled faintly,
"Didn't you say that you went to Yangui with me to protect me? But now that my poison has been cured and all my martial arts have recovered, I should not need your protection anymore."

Xia Fuyi was slightly taken aback, and some joy appeared in her eyes, but it soon became gloomy. After a while, she asked hesitantly,

"Just now, that white light outside the hall is your sword light?"

Chang Sun Chi nodded.

Xia Fuyi then fell silent.

The two of them stared at each other in the flickering lights. After a long time, Xia Fuyi picked up Long Yuan who had just placed on the table, lowered his eyes and said,
"Then you compete with me. If you can beat me, I won't go with you."

(End of this chapter)

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