"Your Majesty, what do you mean by that?" Wen Yun broke away from Emperor Fuxi's arms, looking flustered, even a fool should have understood what Emperor Fuxi said before, she had already suspected in her heart that Emperor Fuxi, who had not been obsessed with the affairs of the palace for a long time, was alone when the war was about to break out, what was the intention of accepting himself as a concubine, and at this moment, it seemed a little clear.

There was a little throbbing pain in his heart, and he never thought that Emperor Fuxi would use him.

Emperor Fuxi didn't say a word, just looked at Concubine Wen quietly, and his eyes seemed to tell her this cruel and ruthless truth.

Concubine Wen didn't want to believe it in her heart, so she couldn't help convincing herself that Emperor Fuxi loved herself, although she didn't have the appearance of heaven and man, how could she be regarded as a delicate and lovely appearance, just like this, she was qualified to be this ghost concubine.

Wen Yun's eyes kept turning, and he only glanced at the entire hall for a while, and then met Emperor Fuxi's cold eyes again, only to see that Fuxi seemed to have no waves in his heart, just staring at himself quietly, staring at his prey...

Wen Yun was completely hopeless in his heart at the moment, it turned out that this was just a show.

But these days, Emperor Fuxi is also the best for himself, are those who are just taking the bait to make themselves go further?

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yun licked his dry lips, there seemed to be a fire burning in his throat, but it was very uncomfortable, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he threw the conversation there.

Emperor Fuxi only said that after she was connected with Luan Niaozhu, she was a little physically exhausted for a while, so she would look so weak.

The sad, sour feeling seemed to spread from the bottom of my heart, soaking every inch of my skin, and even the pores were clogged with a sense of pain.

Very uncomfortable, Wen Yun didn't know where this sudden sadness came from, I only felt that everything had lost its original color, Emperor Fuxi and his own scenes, all unfolded in front of his eyes, he felt very happy in the past, but now, no matter how he looks at it, he feels ironic.

"I'm just one of his dogs." Wen Yun thought in his heart, "I'm afraid it's not as good as a dog, and I sacrificed myself to Luanniao." ”

The pain in the heart was so bad that Wen Yun had to hold on to his chest and try to catch the breath, as if in this way, the sour sadness in the heart could be dissipated.

Why is that? Even during the period of acquaintance, acquaintance and love with Emperor Fuxi, it was only half a moon, and he could fall in love like this, and have such a deep bond with him?

That's it.,After all, it's the wrong feeling.。。。

When Wen Yun thought of this, he couldn't hold back himself anymore, tears suddenly poured out, Emperor Fuxi saw her like this, so he wanted to step forward to wipe away her tears, but he didn't want to, Wen Yun fell to the ground in a daze and fainted.

Emperor Fuxi was afraid that others would know, so as early as noon, before he wanted to invite this Luan Niao Zhu, he took away all the maids and ghost servants of Huayin Palace, and now, only he personally helped Wenyun to lie down on the bed.

Fu Xi hugged Wen Yun, whose body was slightly cold, and was very worried in her heart, afraid that this forbidden technique was too yin and evil, and if her body could not hold it, it would definitely cause a catastrophe.

Fu Xi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Wen Yun attentively, and his subordinates gently combed her sideburns, as if a breeze was blowing in her heart, itchy, and in an instant she felt that she was treating her like this, and it was very bad to use her as a tool like this, and pity and guilt abruptly appeared.

So, is it wrong?

Emperor Fuxi thought about it, but thought that if this plan succeeded, then in the future, he would sit on the Six Realms, and whoever would bow down to him, wouldn't it be beautiful.

"Hmph." Emperor Fuxi shook off the palace silk that was accidentally wrapped around his hand, snorted coldly in his nose, and then got up without any nostalgia and went to the front hall.