I Dumped My Prince Charming Once Again

After Xie Yu finished feeding him the porridge, he said to the outside again, "Bring the medicine in."

The people outside brought the medicine in tremblingly.

Xie Yu took the slightly bitter medicinal juice, lowered his head and blew it, then squeezed Fu Sheng's jaw again and drank it down for him.

After finishing the medicine, Xie Yu threw the bowl on the table, and wiped the medicine juice from the corner of Fu Sheng's mouth with lowered eyes.

There was a burst of electricity in the warm fingertips.

Fu Sheng suddenly remembered the superficial kiss last night.

His eyelashes flickered, and when Xie Yu was about to turn around and leave, he grabbed Xie Yu's sleeve.

Xie Yu's expression changed, and he shook off him with a raised hand. He patted his sleeve coldly, "What are you doing?"

Fu Sheng propped his hands on the soft bed, looked up at him and said word by word, "Xie Yu, you like me."

The guards outside the cell suddenly raised their eyes.

Xie Yu's face changed instantly, with bulging veins on his forehead, his complexion was as cold as a Rakshasa crawling out of hell, and he turned his eyes away, "Nonsense."

Fu Sheng's face was pale and pale, and he stood there with his hands looking at him, so weak that he seemed about to faint at any moment, "Am I talking nonsense, you know best in your heart."

From the moment he said that, Xie Yu never looked at him.

He stood upright in front of Fu Sheng's bed, and after a long silence, he stretched out his hand and patted his sleeve lightly, "He's crazy, find him a doctor."

After finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but was held back by Fu Sheng again.

Xie Yu paused, and said coldly without looking back, "Let go."

Fu Sheng didn't intend to let go at all, he held Xie Yu tightly, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you kill father?"

The breath around Xie Yu's body turned cold in an instant, he turned his head, raised his hand and opened Fu Sheng's fingers bit by bit, his voice was very deep, as if he was holding back something, "I said, because Damn him."

Fu Sheng looked up at him, his voice trembling, "Is it because of me that you killed him?"

Xie Yu paused, it was all a mess.

Fu Sheng raised his hand again, looked at him and asked again, "Is it because he knows what you think about me, so you just..."

Having said that, Fu Sheng didn't continue talking.

He was very afraid, afraid that he would be the sinner who killed his father.

Xie Yu closed his eyes and said coldly, "No."

Fu Sheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

No, it's fine if you don't.

Not the father he killed.

He didn't kill his father.

Xie Yu glanced at him and was about to leave again.

Fu Sheng stopped him again, "Then why did you kill father?"

Xie Yu didn't intend to answer his question, this time, he didn't show mercy, he just threw him away and left.

Why did he kill Fu Zhe? Let's leave this question for later.

How much favorability is there now, is it useful?

It's useless, what are you talking about.

After Xie Yu walked out of Fu Sheng's cell, someone followed behind him.

It is Fu Sheng's bodyguard.

The guard looked at him cautiously, hesitating to speak.

Does his general really like men?

I also like the man in the cell.

I probably like it, but I don’t like being able to treat him so well and giving him so many precious medicines every day, and at night when he is asleep, I come over and quietly give him energy, for him to plant winter jasmine in the yard that makes me allergic.