"Fuce Daojun."
Emperor Shijun slowly wiped the corner of his lips and narrowed his eyes. "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to barge into someone else's house without knowing the etiquette?"
His long, slender finger bones tapped the table in a random rhythm.
Makes an irritating, harsh sound.
The girl nestled obediently in his arms.
Her eyes are soft and innocent.
Fu Ce suddenly became upset.
This was the first time Fu Ce felt this strange and unpleasant emotion.
His lips turned pale, and his cold features dimmed a bit. He murmured, "Hmm," and said, "I just have something very important to do."
What a lame excuse.
Emperor Shijun didn't believe it. He curled his lips and sneered, "Tell me, what's the important matter with Fu Ce Daojun? Why would he suddenly barge in on his lovers when they're being intimate? He really knows how to pick the right time."
Fu Ce's heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a big hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He breathed softly, "You are not her beloved."
Di Fujun's smile deepened. "I'm not? Then who is? Fu Ce Daojun?"
The questioning look the girl cast upon him almost burned a hole in Fu Ce's heart.
His thick eyelashes trembled heavily, "I..."
"Master Fu Ce, my brother and I will be married in seven days."
Before he could finish his words, the girl's cheerful and cheerful voice suddenly interrupted him.
Even the courage he had worked so hard to build up was shattered.
The cold wind howled fiercely, as if it wanted to pierce through his broken heart.
He touched his heart in confusion, wondering why it hurt so much.
It hurts more than the eighty-one thunderbolts during the tribulation...
"You." Fu Ce raised the cold Qingshuang Sword and said expressionlessly, "Damn it."
Emperor Shijun immediately sneered.
Do you really think he is an easy target?
He lowered his eyes and looked at Pan Shu gently and soothingly, "I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he strode, closed the door and left.
Pan Shu raised her eyebrows.
Leaning lazily on the windowsill, I thought casually that a man's jealousy is the most terrible thing in the world.
However... although Fu Ce is a genius that appears once in a thousand years, Emperor Shijun, as the male protagonist, is naturally a favorite of heaven.
What's more, Emperor Shijun probably got some great opportunity recently, and his strength has been improved qualitatively.
However, the beauties who were supposed to appear at this time in the original plot disappeared for some reason.
Follow the original plot development.
Emperor Shijun has long been having a passionate affair with his female confidantes.
Panshu doesn't like dirty men at all.
Both mentally and physically.
——She can't tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes.
It was not until dusk that Emperor Shijun returned in the twilight.
Even though he hid it well, Pan Shu could still smell the faint smell of blood on him.
Probably Fu Ce was also injured.
Ban Shu glanced out the window indifferently, then looked away indifferently.
There are so many men vying for her, if she cares about every one of them, wouldn't she be exhausted to death?
However, when it comes to achieving her goals, Panshu is always more patient than others.
"Brother, what did you do this afternoon?"
Emperor Shijun paused, raised his hand and pinched her creamy white cheek, dragging out the last line of his words, inexplicably lazily, "So curious..."
"Well, I really like Fu Ce Daojun."
Emperor Shijun's eyes darkened, but his gentle smile remained unchanged. "Huh? Shushu doesn't like her brother anymore?"
"I like them all, I like them all the same."
Emperor Shijun was disgusted by this answer.
He frowned slightly, and said in a slightly heavier tone, "If Fu Ce wanted to marry Shu Shu, would Shu Shu agree?"
"Yes~"
Emperor Shijun's heart sank.
The feeling of weightlessness almost swallowed him up.
He said sinisterly, "Is that so... If Shushu were to be with someone else, I would be very unhappy."
"Why is brother unhappy?" Pan Shu paused, "I don't want brother to be unhappy."
"Then Shushu will be with me forever, okay?"
Pan Shu bit her lip in embarrassment, "...Okay."
Emperor Shijun curled his lips in satisfaction.
The next day.
It was probably because Indra had released the news of his marriage to Panshu early on.
All the neighbors came to visit happily.
The young teacher of the private school returned to Beijing dejectedly.
The originally deserted courtyard suddenly had a festive atmosphere. While Emperor Shijun was dealing with the villagers, he glanced at the girl yawning by the window, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up slightly.
He suppressed his uneasiness.
He must have been too nervous.
Indra thought.
A few more days passed like this.
The wedding dress he had tailored for Panshu was also delivered.
Although the wedding was simple, Emperor Shijun didn't want to let her down.
Tomorrow is their wedding day.
The little girl was greedy, so during the day she followed the villagers to the market at the foot of the mountain to buy candied haws to satisfy her cravings.
It happened that he was busy with his wedding, so he asked a kind-looking aunt to take good care of the little girl for him.
Only then did he feel relieved.
It's getting dark.
The smile on Emperor Shijun's face gradually faded away.
There was a hint of coldness mixed in with the feeling of impending storm.
Hesu Town.
The girl had tears in her eyes and glared at the gloomy, handsome and evil man in front of her with grievance.
"Just let me go."
Mo Dan had a gentle expression and ignored her words. He held the little girl's hand and walked through the streets and alleys. "Be good. Do you want to eat some candy?"
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