Perhaps because she had never been contradicted like this before, Li Wanyue's beautiful face turned ashen with anger. In the midst of the argument, she grabbed a basin of hot water from the table and threw it at Su An.
Seeing this, Su An easily dodged with a "tsk," and the basin crashed to the ground with a loud bang.
As expected of a young lady from a wealthy family? Her strength was so weak it was almost unbelievable. She was afraid that if she used any force, she would break Li Wanyue's delicate hand!
"You dare to dodge!" Anger flashed in Li Wanyue's eyes. In her anger, she grabbed something next to her again, intending to throw it at Su An.
"Uh." Suddenly, a hoarse groan rang out.
Fu Zhun was awakened from his unconsciousness by the noise and slowly opened his dark eyes. There was a hint of weakness between his brows, but it quickly returned to a sharp and clear look.
"Fu Zhun, wake up...!"
Upon noticing this, Su An's face lit up with joy, and she was about to go to greet him. But Li Wanyue was faster than her, gently turning around and happily throwing herself into Fu Zhun's arms.
Her eyes were red and tears were welling up, making her look like a wronged young wife.
"Your Highness, you're awake. You must stand up for me. I've been taking care of you, but Su An pushed me for no reason and even spoke ill of me..." Her voice was tinged with a sob as she gently shook Fu Zhun's arm, expressing her grievances.
Seeing her intimate gesture, and remembering that the two had once been in love, Su An's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
However, once Fu Zhun saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes instantly turned cold and distant.
"Your Highness, where did you find this brat? How dare she be so disrespectful!"
Before Li Wanyue could finish speaking, Fu Zhun parted his thin lips and coldly uttered a single word: "Get out."
Upon hearing this, Li Wanyue was taken aback at first, but quickly raised her chin triumphantly and looked at Su An with a beaming smile, "Did you hear that? Why aren't you getting lost?"
"This time, His Highness has been magnanimous and let you off the hook. But never set foot here again!"
Su An was equally startled by the sudden word "get out," and a sharp pain shot through her heart. This was the first time Fu Zhun had spoken to her so harshly.
Is this a classic case of "when the ex cries, the current one always loses"?
Oh!
She lowered her eyes to hide her aggrieved and slightly reddened gaze, and muttered in a low voice, "Then you should take good care of the prince and stop pressuring him down."
However, the moment she turned around, Fu Zhun on the bed froze for a moment, then quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist. "Why are you leaving?"
Su An turned around in surprise and looked at Fu Zhun, only to see him with his brows furrowed, giving her a look that seemed both puzzled and displeased.
Then, his sharp gaze pierced Li Wanyue, who was standing very close to him: "What I said is, get out."
"When did it become your place to speak on my behalf?"
His voice was deep and husky, loud enough for everyone inside and outside the house to hear clearly.
Li Wanyue's smile froze instantly, replaced by disbelief. "Your Highness, what... what did you say?"
"Could it be that you've lost consciousness and haven't seen me clearly? I am Wanyue, your Yue'er!"
Seeing her pitiful biting her lip, Fu Zhun's expression remained cold and stern, and his anger grew even stronger.
Fearing that Su An might misunderstand his words, he was filled with anxiety and anger, causing his blood to rush to his head and a violent cough to escape from his throat.
"Cough cough—Get lost! I don't know you at all!"
His body heaved violently, and his pale, handsome face was now filled with coldness.
Su An stood to the side, equally startled, her eyes widening slightly.
But amidst the shock, a sweet feeling quietly welled up inside me.
Without thinking twice, she quickly moved closer to Fu Zhun and gently patted his back rhythmically with her soft palms to soothe him. "Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you get sick from getting angry, no one will take your place!"
As she spoke, she turned her head, blinked, and gave Li Wanyue a fake smile, turning the tables on her: "Miss Li, didn't you see that the Prince is not feeling well right now? Please get out of here and stop crying and making a scene, which will only delay the Prince's recovery!"
That bitch!
Li Wanyue clenched her fists tightly and glared fiercely at Su An.
Then, her lips trembled slightly as she stared at Fu Zhun with resentment, her voice growing increasingly tearful and aggrieved as she said, "Your Highness, I am your fiancée. Have you forgotten all the things we've shared?"
"My affection for you is as clear as day and night. How could you be so heartless to me and side with this outsider instead?"
Tears trembled and slid down her cheeks, wetting her delicate makeup and making her originally beautiful face appear even more pitiful.
However, Fu Zhun's cold expression grew even deeper, like ice that had never melted in a thousand years. He pressed his temples in utter annoyance.
"An Yi," he said coldly, "throw her out."
leave?
Li Wanyue's beautiful face instantly turned deathly pale.
Su An also secretly glanced at Fu Zhun's expression. What's going on? Is he really gone? Does he really have absolutely no feelings for Li Wanyue anymore?
Just then, outside the window, An Yi heard the order and was about to act when he saw An Si beside him fly into the room as swiftly as a gust of wind.
"Your Highness, I'll take care of that annoying thing for you right away!"
The young man stretched his limbs and walked straight toward Li Wanyue with a cold smile.
To Li Wanyue's astonishment, An Si hoisted her onto his shoulder. Despite Li Wanyue's desperate struggles, hitting and shouting, An Si remained unmoved, striding to the door and tossing Li Wanyue out like a bundle.
"Ah! Your Highness, Your Highness, how could you—!"
Li Wanyue's cries suddenly became melodious and sorrowful. Upon hearing this, An Si picked her up again and threw her directly into the front yard.
"No?" An Yi was stunned for a moment.
Just a while ago, An Si was on my side, fighting against the demoness Su An, and we were united in our hatred of her. How did he suddenly turn against me and side with Su An?
"Witch! Su An must be a witch! How long has it been and she's already bewitched Xiao Si!" An Yi was horrified and clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.
An Wu, standing nearby, twitched his eye slightly and muttered, "Idiot."
After saying that, she nimbly jumped to another tree, as if afraid of getting infected and lowering her IQ.
Inside the house, Su An was completely unaware of what was happening outside. He only heard Li Wanyue's mournful cries growing fainter and fainter until they finally disappeared completely, and then it became much quieter.
She blinked and looked at Fu Zhun, whose expression had softened considerably. "Speaking of which, are you truly heartless towards Miss Li?"
"She's right. After all, she was your ex-fiancée. Everyone says you two were in love back then. Now you're turning your back on her?"
Su An herself didn't realize how awkward her pouting, sour yet tentative expression looked.
"Heh..." Fu Zhun couldn't help but let out a low laugh as a smile appeared on his lips.
His long, slender fingers gently caressed Su An's wrist as he pulled her close, showering her with tenderness and affection.
“Li Wanyue is the emperor’s woman.”
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