The next princess is too cruel

Chapter 180 Discovering that Wushuang is not dead
It can be seen how indifferent this man's heart is and how ruthless his methods are. How could she be so stupid to expect that he might treat her differently.

Xi Ya burst into tears, and Hei Yanyue was indifferent. There was a cold sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, "I didn't think, Princess Xi Ya, I have already said that after you enter the Moon Palace, you will never take a step out. For the sake of your imperial brother, this king does not need to restrict your freedom, but it does not mean that you can step out of here."

He didn't imprison her, but gave her freedom, allowing her to freely come and go in his study and Yilanju, that was because of the entrustment of the two of them.

He can ignore Mo Qinglin's request, but that woman...

For some reason, he couldn't bear to refuse her request.

"Yes, my lord." Xi Ya bowed slightly, "Is it Xi Ya's fault? Xi Ya didn't see her identity clearly, and she exceeded her duty. Please punish her."

Punish her, she wants something to stimulate her wounded heart and hurt her more thoroughly, maybe she will give up on him.

"Hmph, there's no need for punishment, reflect on yourself, and go down." Hei Yanyue waved her hand, and finally couldn't bear to forget the woman's request, and punished this woman.

Seeing him waving her away like a puppy, Xi Ya was so sad that she burst into tears, cried bitterly, turned around and ran out quickly.

Hei Yanyue looked at her leaving back without changing her face, motionless, indifferent like a person who had no heart at all.

The woman's figure flashed in Hei Yanyue's mind, he smiled bitterly, and when he looked at the memorial again, he was already restless and couldn't bear to watch it.

Hei Yanyue threw away the memorial in her hand, took out a painting from the painting tube on the desk case, put it on the table, spread it out slowly, and stared at it obsessively.

In the painting, there is a figure of Wushuang. She is standing on a small bridge, staring at the river below the bridge with ecstasy.

Hei Yanyue's eyes were full of longing, her complexion was not only indifferent, but became very tender, tender like water, her gaze was deeply locked on Wushuang's cheek.

The depths of his eyes were filled with pain, "Wushuang, are you okay?"

"Hehe, I miss you very much, I really miss you, will you miss me in that world?" Hei Yanyue raised her hand to caress Shang Wushuang's cheek.

"I'm so stupid, I still ask you if you miss me, you can hate me in time, it's because of me that you will die, so Wushuang, you must hate me, right?
Hei Yanyue looked at the painting affectionately, and kept moving her fingers on her cheeks, reluctant to take them away.

There was a knock on the door, and a guard led Eunuch Li in. Eunuch Li was holding a large tray with dozens of memorials on it.

"This old slave has seen Lord Yue, this is the memorial that the emperor asked this old slave to bring, please give instructions from Lord Moon." Eunuch Li respectfully saluted Hei Yanyue and reported.

Hei Yanyue raised her head and looked at Eunuch Li, her brows were slightly frowned, her expression obviously displeased.

Back then, when Hei Yanyue learned that someone had framed Wushuang, he cheered up and investigated the murderer.

In less than five days, Wu Lianzhi, the murderer behind the scenes, was investigated. He was furious, and immediately sent someone to feed her a pack of love potions cruelly, and gave her to a group of subordinates to play with.

Later, it was learned that several other concubines had ridiculed her before Wushuang died.

Hei Yanyue sold those concubines, including Wu Lianzhi who had been tormenting others for three days and three nights, to Li Chunyuan without mercy.

After he avenged Wushuang, he felt that all the strength in his body was drained at that moment. In his life, his eyes were dark, and he began to be depressed. He drank alcohol every day, and drank until he was drunk every day. Peerless name.

Princess Rui saw that her son's eyes were full of despair, and she had no hope for life. She regretted so much that she almost knelt in front of Hei Yanyue, begging him to cheer up.

King Rui was seriously ill. After recovering from the illness, she decided to move into the Buddhist hall and stop worrying about worldly affairs. She chanted scriptures every day to get by, hoping that the Buddha would bless her son to wake up from the pain soon.

One day, Hei Yanye came to visit Hei Yanyue and saw that his heart was ashamed and wanted to seek death for Wushuang, so Hei Yanye beat him up angrily.

Hei Yanye didn't stop until Hei Yanyue was half dead, and told him a lot of responsibilities, and deliberately mentioned that before his death, Lord Rui told Hei Yanyue to take good care of his mother and concubine.

Hei Yanyue woke up, and was beaten up by Hei Yanye. He no longer drank, but he had no feeling for life, his heart was dead.

Hei Yanye was very worried about him, so he deliberately used a lot of government affairs to divert his mind.

For more than half a year, Hei Yanyue has almost been handling the affairs of the Liuli Kingdom, and although Hei Yanye is called the Emperor, in fact, he no longer manages the affairs of the government.

In the study...

After a while, Hei Yanyue asked Eunuch Li to pile up the memorial to the side of the desk.

Eunuch Li said yes, he hurried forward and piled up the memorials one by one. Dozens of memorials were piled up to form a small mountain. When the last memorial was being placed, Eunuch Li accidentally knocked over the pile of memorials. Mountain.

There was an uproar, all the memorials fell on the table, one of the memorials touched the teacup, the tea in the teacup spilled out, just in time for Wushuang's painting, her cheeks were instantly drenched with tea, gradually blurred, and became a blur. Heap dizzy ink.

When Hei Yanyue wanted to save the painting, it was already too late, and the tea was splashed into the painting and the painting was destroyed.

Seeing that Wushuang's face became more and more blurred, Heiyan Yueqi's face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth.

Seeing this, Eunuch Li was so frightened that he was stunned for a long time, and he even forgot to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Get out... all get out..."

Hei Yanyue roared angrily, Eunuch Li and the guards all rolled and crawled, and fled in panic.

Hei Yanyue stretched out her hand to caress Wushuang's face, which she couldn't see clearly, "Wushuang, are you going to leave me? I don't allow it. I don't allow you to disappear. If you hear me, you don't want to disappear."

"Hehe... Don't worry, this painting is ruined, I will draw again, I will draw a lot of you, so that you can never leave me again."

Hei Yanyue's eyes seemed to be crazy, and he was in extreme pain. For half a year, his pain has been buried in his heart, just because he can still look at Wu Shuang's paintings to relieve his pain of lovesickness.

But now, her painting was actually destroyed, reminding him of her death, he was in so much pain that he became crazy.

Suddenly, Hei Yanyue crumpled the paintings and threw them into the trash can. He swept the memorials directly into the trash until the desk was clean.

Hei Yanyue got up, took out a large bundle of drawing paper from a corner of the study, and placed it beside the table.

He spread out a piece of drawing paper, picked up a paintbrush in his hand, and Wushuang's figure flashed in his mind, his hands moved quickly as he moved like clouds and flowing water.

Gradually, Wushuang's eyes, nose, and lips gradually appeared.

Hei Yanyue's painting skills are very good, the paintings are vivid and lifelike, expressing the colors in Wu Shuang's eyes.

(End of this chapter)