The Tyrant Takes Love: Dote on the stunning fairy princess

Chapter 361 The name of the old enemy is not in vain

"I'm getting old..." It was the first time that Mr. Fu hated this habit of beating around the bush for decades.

He really wanted to be as shameless as the emperor, and he just said, look at me looking like I'm running out of oil and my days are numbered, can you do me a favor and let my grandson call me grandfather before I burp?

Can you let me die in peace?
Jun Xian glanced at Mr. Fu, coughed lightly, and threw out a medicine bottle, "One pill a day, take a good rest, keep a peaceful mind, and keep you worry-free for a hundred years."

Mr. Fu grabbed the jade bottle thrown into his arms, stared at Jun Xian in a daze, and then overreacted after a while, his eyes were slightly red, and he nodded, "Okay, thank you, thank you."

You're welcome, I made that broken body of yours.

After thanking others, Jun Xian inevitably felt a little guilty. He didn't know it before, but in order to prevent Mr. Fu from becoming Si Chenghuan's helper, he was left hanging on his breath.

The ghost knows that he is actually the grandfather of Li'er.

No matter whether Li'er recognizes him or not, the blood relationship cannot be denied.Moreover, although Mr. Fu has been helping Si Chenghuan all the time, it is based on the premise that he thinks that Si Chenghuan is of the blood of the Si family, and he really has no undue thoughts about Li'er. He directly harmed Li'er.

So she didn't feel heartache when she gave away the bottle of medicine.

In the past, her Li'er had nothing but her.

In the future, she hopes that Li'er can also taste the love of relatives and experience true family affection.

What he got was really too little.

There was a sudden warmth on the back of his hand, it was he who held her hand and stroked it gently.

Every time there was even a slight fluctuation in her mood, he could immediately notice it.

Then does he know that she is feeling sorry for him at this time?
On the second day, when the imperial edict was published, the whole world was shaken.

This wave of turmoil not only swept across the entire Xixuan, but even spread to all corners of the country.

Li Wangjun Buli turned out to be the true direct blood of the Si family's royal family.

In the past, he was just a king with a different surname, and the whole world could only lie dormant, not daring to make any plans for Xixuan.

Now that he has a legitimate identity and truly stands at the top of the royal family, in the future, who would dare to covet Xixuan even a little bit that he shouldn't have?
Those countries that were still racking their brains to separate King Li and Xixuan even gave up their minds in one fell swoop.

Completely out of play.

The Heavenly Prison of the Clan Mansion.

Dark, damp, dirty, cold.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that Prince Li is the real prince, and now there is a commotion outside."

"Who would have thought of such a thing? Let's just say that the Jing family has climbed to the top of the powerful for 200 years. The royal family has never treated them badly, right? Who would have thought that it was because of their wolf ambition that they came here to replace the prince with a civet cat?"

"This is more than that. Sending my son to the palace to enjoy the blessings, but torturing our real prince to death, is this something that humans can do? Just thinking about it makes people shudder!"

"Fortunately, the truth finally came to light. The Jing clan was also wiped out by King Li long ago. Everyone has their own fate."

Two jailers sat at the door of the prison, chatting while drinking wine, and looked at the end of the cell from time to time, shaking their heads and sighing.

Back then, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the new emperor who had just ascended the throne, was favored by thousands of people and had infinite glory. When his life experience was revealed, he was also reduced to the end of a prisoner.

Falling from the clouds to the mud bottom, only in the blink of an eye.

How can people's fate be explained clearly?

In the innermost part of the cell, where the light was the dimmest, a figure sat in the corner and had not moved for a long time.

She was numb, like a walking corpse with a hollowed out soul, and her eyes were empty.

The jailer's rambling comments came from time to time, but he didn't respond at all.

Bang, the sound of the door opening.

"Li, Li Wang!"

It was the panicked and trembling voice of the jailer.

In the corner, there was finally a ripple in those empty eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

Tap, tap, tap, the sound of unhurried footsteps, like strolling in a garden, just like when that person appeared in the Golden Luan Hall that day.

The corner of Si Chenghuan's mouth slightly curled up, and he came.

He was so familiar with him that even the sound of his footsteps was very familiar.

vivid memory.

Wearing black clothes, black robes, long hair casually draped behind her head, those cold phoenix eyes are always indifferent and cold.

Seeing his most embarrassing appearance, there was no change.

No gloating, no ridicule, light, cold.

"Shouldn't you be happy to see me like this?" Si Chenghuan's voice was hoarse and dry as he cast his gaze towards the narrow skylight, the sky as big as the king's palm, "If I were to change places, I would definitely laugh, you You know, I don't want you to die all the time."

There was a crackling sound of the lock, and the man stepped in. His tall and slender figure made the small cell suddenly even more cramped.

"I never thought of killing you." Qingyue's tone was just like his, cold and indifferent, without emotion.

Si Chenghuan smiled softly, "I'm already like this, why do you still pretend to be in front of me? Are you not tired, no one will see."

"Because you are as pitiful as I am."

"What do you mean?" Si Chenghuan narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and looked at the man coldly.

One step, two steps, walked in front of the man, Jun Buli condescended, "You are right in saying that you and I are natural enemies, no matter how many times we reincarnate, we will never die. I will not kill you, because My real enemy is not you. What's more, if you die, who will bear the pain I have suffered?"

"Crazy talking! What the hell are you talking about?"

Slowly, Jun Buli stretched out his hand, his five fingers slightly bent, and stopped in front of Si Chenghuan in the air. With a little force, Si Chenghuan felt something in his body sucked away by that hand!

His eyes widened in shock, and he clearly saw a wisp of white smoke floating from his body towards Junbuli's palm!

Bai Yan seemed to sense the danger and wanted to run away, but he had no way to survive, and finally struggled to fall into the big hand!

As for Jun Buli, after swallowing the wisp of white smoke, the red light between his brows flashed and then disappeared.

At that moment, Si Chenghuan saw, between Jun Buli's eyebrows, a mark in the shape of a flame appeared!

Enchanting, mysterious, and extremely dangerous!
"Then, what's that?" Si Chenghuan gritted his teeth and asked because of his sudden weakness.

His eyes lightly passed over him, and Jun Buli turned around. "You have forgotten some things, but it doesn't mean they didn't happen. Si Chenghuan, you need to experience what I have experienced, so as to be worthy of your name as our old enemy."

Walking to the door of the cell, he paused again, "You sent the pair of same fate Gu to Mrs. Fu."

After finishing speaking, the man walked away, his pace still not fast or slow, like a stroll in a courtyard.

Behind him, Si Chenghuan collapsed in the corner, but his pupils tightened suddenly, his face was ashen, and he smiled miserably, "So, you know everything..."

Therefore, his self-conceived plans and self-conceived plans are all a joke in front of Jun Buli.

(End of this chapter)