"Imperial Sister ......" Listening to the imperial sister muttering some frivolous and affectionate words, Lu Fusang's heart couldn't help but tremble, for so many years, she hadn't liked anyone, but she also knew that she wasn't very likeable.

Xu is the second imperial sister's dying sword made the imperial sister regret it.

Lu Fusang steadied his mind and reiterated what he had said before, "Fufeng, Fuyun has gone, it's not worth it." ”

Even though she knew that the second emperor sister was not an unworthy person in terms of Fufeng, she would not change her words. Just as she already knew that the second emperor sister was not dead and her pseudonym was Yao Lingyun, she also knew that after the Fufeng Yunjiang march, the second emperor sister went to Xijiang alone to buy grain at a high price as the eldest daughter of Yao Mansion. When the money and goods were gone, they transported grain and Yunxi in light boats, and sold them in the army at a low price to support the battle of the wind.

Lu Fusang looked back at the outside of the house, it seemed that the sun was shining, but she felt cold inexplicably.

No one would have imagined that the Battle of Yunjiang would last so long. Just as no one would have thought that the battle of Yunjiang would break the existing pattern of the DPRK.

"In today's sad situation, am I too persistent, or are you too cowardly? Or am I too cowardly, and you are too persistent? Lu Fufeng looked at the words of the analyzer in confusion, and felt that this sentence seemed to be right or not the 'not worthy' in Lu Fusang's mouth, so he had to empty his eyes and repeat mechanically - the system's decisions are generally not wrong.

And Lu Fusang looked at Lu Fufeng's empty eyes, and a terrible thought surfaced in his heart, the heart of the imperial sister was going to follow the second imperial sister away!

"Imperial sister, don't scare the imperial sister!" Staring at the lifeless face in front of her, Lu Fusang became more and more frightened in her heart, and she suddenly felt that what she had been worried about for a long time was finally about to happen.

What 'too persistent', 'too cowardly'. Does Fufeng accuse her of being too attached to power, or is she accusing her of being too cowardly? Or accuse Fuyun of being too persistent in love and too cowardly in power?

Of course, there is also a possibility that Fufeng is laughing at himself?

Lu Fusang took it into his arms in a panic, "Fufeng, Fuyun, the imperial sister knows that the imperial sister is sorry for you!" ”

"In the world of love, there is no one who is sorry for anyone, only who does not know how to cherish whom." After reading the last line of words on the analyzer with a light smile, Lu Fufeng moved his chin to Lu Fusang's shoulder, wrapped his hands around Lu Fusang's waist, embedded the whole person into Lu Fusang's ring, and let tears roll down his cheeks, "Imperial sister, the second imperial sister is really dead this time......

"The widow knows...... The widow knows...... Fufeng ...... Fufeng stopped crying......" Lu Fusang patted Lu Fufeng's back, and her heart also began to pantothenic, she never thought that the assassination of the second emperor sister would have such a big impact on Fufeng - after all, it was Fufeng's hand last time.

Isn't it? Otherwise, how could it be so easy to give the death of the emperor's concubine?

While looking at Lu Fufeng's wrapped hands, while thinking that the cause of Fuyun's death reported to him by the autumn harvest was suicide with a sword, Lu Fusang felt more and more strange.

She obviously won, didn't she? Obviously, for the second time, he got rid of the uncertain contender for the throne. But why is she still panicked?

"Sister Huang, do you say that the second sister likes to help the wind?" Lu Fufeng smiled through the tears hanging from his eyelashes and looked at the sunny courtyard outside. She was a little curious, what exactly was the 'like' of low-end lifeforms? Or what exactly is 'love'?

Can less than 30 percent of emotions make a low-level life form give up life?

Lu Fufeng withdrew from Lu Fusang's arms in a blink of an eye, then wrapped his arms around Lu Fusang's neck, raised his head and pressed Lu Fusang's head towards his face.

"Sister Huang, Fufeng is not sure that he still likes you or not." Lu Fufeng looked at the empress with a complicated expression due to the kiss, and smiled softly, as calm as a lilac.

"Hmm......" Looking at the woman who was smiling fragile and reluctant in front of him, Lu Fusang felt sick for a moment.

"Fufeng, widow...... Let's start over. Lu Fusang sighed, and hugged Lu Fufeng into his arms with a solemn gaze, "Except for the imperial power, the widow can share anything with you." ”

"Hehehe. The royal sister laughed. Imperial power, Fufeng ...... Don't dare to ask for it. Lu Fufeng unconsciously reached out and stroked Lu Fusang's face, "And Fufeng has never thought of imperial power...... Otherwise......"

Lu Fufeng looked at the kiss that suddenly fell to his lips, and the analyzer "calm 64%, panic 14%, love 13%, hesitant 9%", he was slightly stunned in his heart, sure enough, he never deceived her, and the love scene was like a battlefield.

Although she still doesn't understand what love is.

Let Lu Fusang do whatever he wants, Lu Fufeng believes that if King Sui is here, he will definitely be happy. This body does not exclude the Empress.

But what's the deal with the bite? Feeling the pain on his lips, Lu Fufeng suddenly felt a little regretful. She didn't want to waste energy on this kind of thing.

"Sister Huang, you ...... You let go of ......" Looking at the recommendation on the analyzer to pretend to be weak, Lu Fufeng chose to push Lu Fusang softly.

"Fufeng, promise the imperial sister, forget about Fuyun......" Finding that the people below him were struggling, Lu Fusang raised his head, his eyes were already full of undoubted cold light, "Otherwise, you will only be in this deep palace in this life." ”

"Huh? Does the imperial sister want to imprison Fufeng? "Lu Fufeng can't understand the thinking mode of low-end life forms. A disagreement will restrict personal freedom?

King Sui is not just a noble daughter of the royal family! My dear Empress Fuso!

Looking at the blurred light and shadow outside the hall, Lu Fufeng half-truthfully approached Lu Fusang's ear and wrote lightly, "Sister Huang, do you think that if you kill the second imperial sister and imprison Fufeng again, the world will be too peaceful?" ”

"Hmm......" Lu Fufeng finished speaking, Lu Fusang's hand holding Lu Fufeng couldn't help but tighten, she remembered that the doctor girl saw a doctor the day before yesterday, and said that Fufeng had fainted due to excessive blood loss. Since they had lost too much blood, the two men decided to talk a lot.

But what good words do you have to say to a royal sister who hasn't seen her for a year?

Thinking of the secret letter handed to her by Rushuang, Lu Fufeng's heart was in a mess, and she suddenly couldn't be sure whether Fufeng was instigated by Fuyun when he said to herself last time that he wanted to usurp the throne.

After all, in that letter, Fuyun had already said that if Fufeng was willing to leave Chen Guo with her, she would return to power.

Returning to government, the letter is used to return to government.

Lu Fusang's heart was indignant, and layers of humiliation flashed. If you are the emperor, why do you have to be controlled by a group of imperial sisters?

"Fufeng, like frost, has recognized the widow as the master." Lu Fusang met Lu Fufeng's gaze and bullied Lu Fufeng's lips again, "And you can only like to be lonely." ”

Lu Fufeng looked at the analyzer "42% ashamed, 40% jealous, 10% admired, 8% unknown", with a smile in his eyes.

She heard footsteps.