Chapter 1381: My wife wants to be a widow every day (61)
Chapter 1381: My wife wants to be a widow every day (61)
His waist was being hugged tightly. When Fu Xun lowered his head, he could see Yan Xun’s beautiful and slender hands. The knuckles were pale, but the lines were smooth. At this moment, the pair of hands were trembling slightly.
“Don’t go, don’t go …” He mumbled to himself.
His dark eyes were a little dazed. Yan Xun was staring at a certain spot in the air, his expression stubborn, but also a little pitiful.
Fu Shang sighed helplessly and said in a softer tone, “”Let go of me first, we can talk after you stand up.”
He was still an Emperor, how could he kneel in front of her without any dignity?
If the officials of Northern Liang were to see this, wouldn’t they tear her apart?
Yan Xun pursed his lips and did not speak, maintaining his current position. It was only when he saw Fu min’s displeased frown that he hurriedly looked away and helplessly opened his mouth.
“If you want the world, I’ll give it to you. Power, the throne, I can give it to you. As long as you’re alive, alive …”
Yan Xun was truly afraid, truly afraid.
The world without her was cold and unfamiliar.
In the past few years, he had not had a good night’s sleep. Day after day, he had nightmares. The moment he closed his eyes, he would see her fall in front of him.
Night after night, the pain was repeated.
Now, she was standing in front of him, alive and well.
How lucky it was to have lost it and found it again.
“I’ll give you anything you want, yunke. I’ve never been an obstacle to you. I was possessed in the past, I’ve long regretted it …”
“If you want this world, I’m willing to help you get it. I’m willing to be the sharpest sword in your hand and clear all obstacles for you.” He gently held Fu Shang’s hand and planted a kiss on it.
Her gaze was soft and gentle, and her eyes were probing carefully. She was like an abandoned cat, sensitive and afraid of being abandoned again.
“I’ll accept anything you do, just don’t leave me behind again … Alright?”
These words were already very humble.
It would be a lie to say that he was not touched at all.
Fu Xun grabbed Yan Xun’s hand and pulled him up from the ground. He looked at the few strands of white hair on his head, which were a little glaring. Her eyes moved, and she looked away with some difficulty.”Back then, I faked my death. You … Don’t you blame me?”
Yan Xun looked at his hand, which was being held, and heard Fu Xun’s words. His beautiful lips curved up in a trance.
“I’m extremely lucky. Fortunately, fortunately, all of this is fake.”
He raised his slender fingers and tried to take off Fu min’s Silver mask. As the mask fell, the familiar face that he had been dreaming of was revealed.
Her snow-white fingers moved down, and Yan Xun’s fingertips touched her face.
“I love you.”
A sudden confession. It was within his expectations.
“Good, I still have time to say this to you.”
Yan Xun’s voice was slightly hoarse as he spoke.
It was different from what Fu min had imagined.
She had thought that Yan Xun would blame her.
There was no result.
He lowered his body in front of her in a very low position. He looked quiet and pitiful, like an abandoned puppy. His eyes were dark and wet.
It was really hard to refuse.
Yan Xun said,”let me accompany you …” Is that good?”