Chapter 1380: My wife wants to be a widow every day (60)
Chapter 1380: My wife wants to be a widow every day (60)
Yan Xun massaged his temples as he felt a headache coming on. He closed his eyes, and his eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly with its wings spread. His pale face made him look fragile and beautiful.
He smiled bitterly.
How was that possible?
.. How could she still be alive? how?
Yan Xun suddenly coughed violently. His pale fingers pressed against his thin lips, and his beautiful fingertips were stained with blood. He wiped the blood off his lips nonchalantly, as if he did not care at all.
He was clearly not even 30 years old yet, but his long hair was already mixed with several strands of silver.
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What was the luckiest thing in the world?
It was nothing more than a reunion after a long separation.
During the meeting between the two countries, the envoy sent by South Chu to Northern Liang was the famous Regent, Chu Yunxi.
Fu min had not seen Yan Xun for years.
She did not expect Yan Xun to have changed so much.
The graceful young man was just as beautiful as he had been in the past. Time did not leave any traces on his face, but his ink-black hair was now dyed with silver.
When Fu min looked at him, Yan Xun’s gaze also fell on Princess Zhao yang.
However, it was just a glance, and she could not look away.
Fu Shang didn’t seem to notice the man’s burning gaze. She stood up and walked towards the Emperor of beiliang. She bowed and raised the wine glass in her hand, ” Zhaoyang pays her respects to the Emperor of Yan. I’ve heard of you for a long time. Why don’t we meet? ”
The Phoenix eyes under the mask were beautiful, long and sharp, almost identical to the eyes in Yan Xun’s memory.
Yan Xun continued to stare at her.
It was as if he was immersed in his own thoughts.
Until the eunuch beside him reminded Yan Xun carefully, “Your Majesty … Your Majesty?”
Only then did Yan Xun snap back to his senses. He looked away reluctantly, suppressing the emotions buried deep in his eyes.”Princess, you’re too polite,”
As he spoke, he raised his long fingers and picked up the White jade cup on the table, drinking the wine that Fu Shang offered.
..
On the surface, this trip to beiliang was a meeting between the two countries. In reality, it was just a banquet about the marriage.
Yan Xun’s eyes were fixed on Fu min the entire time.
Fu min finally experienced what it felt like to have a dagger on one’s back.
“..”
He saw Yan Xun again.
It was at night.
Fu Shang pushed open the door and saw a familiar slender figure standing straight in front of the window.
Hearing the door being pushed open, the man turned around.
A pair of eyes as black as ink looked at her …
“What brings you here, Emperor Yan?” Fu Shang raised his brows and asked.
Yan Xun looked at her without saying a word, his eyes staring straight at her.
After a long time.
“Yun ke … Long time no see.”
Seeing that Yan Xun had exposed her identity, Fu min walked in and closed the door behind him. He then walked in front of Yan Xun.
“Emperor Yan …”
Before Fu min could finish his sentence, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.
Standing in front of her, this proud and unyielding Emperor lifted his long robe and actually bent his knees towards her. Then, he reached out and grabbed a corner of her clothes.
Fu Shang’s pupils shrunk.
Yan Xun was kneeling down in front of her?
“.. What are you doing?”
Fu min frowned and wanted to leave, but Yan Xun hugged her waist from behind.
“Don’t go,” he said.
Her voice was soft, but it was trembling.