The murderous aura in the air grew increasingly intense.
Everyone else was a little unsteady on their feet.
The young emperor's deep, dark eyes held a sinister gaze that made Su Ruxue's face turn pale.
how so……
Fu Sang also sensed Pu Yangtang's murderous intent.
Su Ruxue's plan has failed again.
That's incredibly stupid.
Although Puyang Tang is said to be a tyrant, it does not mean that he was an ignorant emperor.
Su Ruxue's act of offering the medicine was clearly a message to the emperor.
→Yes, I can cure your illness.
→I know why you have a headache.
→I'm in cahoots with the person who poisoned you.
#What to do when the female lead keeps courting disaster?#
Fu Sang grasped the boy's cold hand and asked in a soft voice, "How was my flute playing just now?"
The topic abruptly shifted.
Puyang Tang withdrew his cold gaze and looked down at Fu Sang in his arms.
The girl's watery eyes held a hint of anticipation, as if she had done something and wanted to receive her master's reward.
Pu Yangtang's taut facial features softened, and her thin, beautiful lips curved into a faint smile.
"Excellent, extremely pleasing to the ear, the lingering sound will last for three days."
This is a classic example of blatant lying.
My little darling is such a sweet talker.
Fu Sang's beautiful eyes lit up with a smile as she hugged him and nuzzled against him.
"You're lying, but you make it sound so nice."
The young emperor's thick, curled eyelashes trembled slightly as he looked down at the lively girl and reached out to pat her head.
I would never lie to you.
Regardless of what others say, she is the most beautiful in his heart.
Everything she did was adorable, making him happy and wanting to hold her forever.
The two chatted as if no one else was around.
Su Ruxue, who was waiting, was completely ignored.
But she didn't dare to interrupt.
Because she had witnessed the young emperor's majesty and tyranny before.
The capricious nature of tyrants.
The anger was directed at others.
Xi reserved it all for the concubine in his arms.
Emperors, like ordinary men, are fond of women's beauty; they are just common men.
"You played the piano quite well just now, why don't you play a few more pieces to cheer me up?"
A girl's soft and melodious voice rang out.
Su Ruxue's eyes widened slightly as she said, "I...this servant..."
She wanted to refuse, but faced with the king's disdainful and cold gaze.
"Yes, ma'am." She reluctantly agreed.
The lights in the Imperial Garden corridors were all lit.
The brightly blooming flowers exude a rich fragrance, the artificial hill and flowing water flow gently, and the moonlight cascading into the water reflects a layer of silver light.
Palace maids brought over fruits and pastries, and bowed to pour wine for the emperor and the imperial concubine.
Su Ruxue then climbed up the artificial hill in a disheveled manner.
As she sat on the artificial hill where the wind was howling, her fingers resting on the cold strings, she felt a deep sense of grievance.
Looking at the young men and women sitting leisurely not far away.
Su Ruxue gritted her teeth and swallowed her grievances and anger.
That is the posture of having power.
A few words can hold the power of life and death, easily trampling people underfoot and humiliating them.
The cool breeze chilled her to the bone, as if she had fallen into an endless abyss of cold.
Fu Sang took a bite of the juicy pear and looked at the woman in white sitting on the artificial hill.
"Su Xiunü, hurry up and play."
Su Ruxue bit her lip tightly, lowering her eyes to hide the resentment in them.
The melodious piano music flowed gently through the air, and the beautiful music was a great pleasure for the ears.
Only one person was not listening to the music.
His eyes were only on the girl beside him, watching her every move.
He even personally fed her pastries.
The girl ate half of it and mumbled that she didn't want any more.
The emperor then ate the remaining pastries himself.
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