The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 174 The Abused Princess (25)

The earth dragon was burning in the sleeping hall, but it couldn't resist the cold air overflowing from Xiao Chen's body.

It was an extremely difficult night for everyone.

The imperial physician at the center of the storm was particularly uncomfortable. The tyrant was still staring at him sullenly, and the imperial physician's palms were sweating nervously.

But there is nothing unusual about this girl's pulse...

Under tremendous pressure, the imperial physician bit the bullet and replied: "Your Majesty, your majesty's pulse condition is normal, I..."

"Check her brain."

Fusang: ...

Under the instruction of the tyrant, the imperial physician rolled Fusang's eyelids and touched the back of her head.

The sweat on the back became worse.

Seeing the doctor's nervous eyelids trembling, Fusang couldn't bear it.

Look, hear, ask, you have to ask.

Ask me, ask me!
I don't know if he understood Fusang's eyes, but the imperial doctor said slowly, "Your Majesty, do you feel unwell in your head?"

Fusang lowered his head, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito: "I don't feel uncomfortable, but my memory is not very good recently, and I can't remember many things."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Xiao Chen, who was watching covetously from the side, suddenly became sharp.

"Do you still remember your name and life experience?"

The imperial physician asked.

Fusang secretly raised her eyelids and glanced at Xiao Chen. She never thought that he had been watching her every move, and their eyes collided unexpectedly.

Like a frightened quail, Fusang quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head even deeper.

"My name is An Luan, and I have always been a slave in the palace."

"anything else?"

The doctor patiently guided.

Fusang shook his head, but didn't respond.

The imperial doctor came to a conclusion, and he replied to Xiao Chen: "From this point of view, the empress should suffer from amnesia."

"Amnesia?"

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, chewing these two words carefully.

His dark eyes glanced up and down on Fusang

When Fusang, who was kneeling in a ball, was swept by Wanrui's gaze, her whole body felt uncomfortable, her wrists tightened suddenly, and a huge force pulled her out of balance, and she threw herself into Xiao Chen's arms uncontrollably.

Before she could struggle, her strong arms tightly locked her slender waist, securing her in his arms.

Big hands pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head to meet his eyes.

Eyes as thick as black ink carefully looked at every inch of skin on Fusang's face.

Those eyes that once filled the sky with the brilliance of stars now only remain timid and humble.

Xiao Chen repeated Fusang's words.

"Can't remember many things?"

There was sarcasm in his tone, seeing Fusang nodding, he let out a cold snort, and sprayed his scorching breath on Fusang's face with his deep voice.

The raised arc of the lips makes people feel cold all over.

The imperial physician has retreated, and only Fusang and the tyrant are left in the huge palace.

Most of the candles were burning, and the sound of clappers on the fifth watch was indistinct.

"After you are a guilty minister, you should be beheaded to show the public. I spare your life and leave you in the palace to take care of you."

Xiao Chen lied without changing his expression.

"You have to remember that it was I who rescued you from water and fire, and relieved your suffering. You must always stay by my side and be loyal to me."

The calloused fingertips gently rubbed the delicate skin of Fusang's cheeks, his eyes were as deep as an abyss, and his hoarse voice contained unexplained feelings, striking the depths of Fusang's heart word by word.

Stay in the palace to take care of?

That's ridiculous
Feeling that the hand pinching her cheek was tightening secretly, Fusang put on a devout mask: "Your servant has made a note."

Her obedient gesture swept away Xiao Chen's dull mood, and his eyes caught her feet without shoes and socks.

His strong arms easily lifted Fusang horizontally, and strode to the bed.

Fusang's eyelids twitched, are you going to bed?

The pace was too fast and she wasn't ready yet.

0013: Let's be more reserved
Xiao Chen didn't give Fusang a chance to be reserved, the two of them lay down together in the fragrant and soft quilt, their powerful arms locked Fusang's slender waist, and their petite body was tightly clasped in his arms.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep."

The tone of command sounded above his head.

He was only wearing a piece of obscene clothing, and the hot temperature of his chest burned through the thin material in Fusang's palms. His slender fingers squeezed the material on Xiao Chen's chest.

The long night has finally come to an end.

(End of this chapter)