The man's face suddenly sank a little, "Who told you to tell her this?" ”

Fuchen took a breath, and was about to defend himself, when the man said again: "And then? What did she say? ”

Fuchen was silent for a moment," said the princess...... Say...... She also ...... Miss you so much. ”

The man stared at him coldly, "Huh." ”

“…………”

Fuchen just watched the man leave in front of him with a blank face, leaving him with a mocking and gloomy look.

He felt so wronged, why is it so difficult to be a subordinate these days?

Can't say bad things, can't say good things?

Ay.

…………

When Xia Fanyin returned to the carriage, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She guessed that the space in the carriage might be too small and confined so she left the window open.

But at this moment, the air outside the window suddenly became fierce, and suddenly an arrow shot in her direction!

Her face changed, and she was about to avoid it, but the feather arrow was held by the man!

He's really holding it.

The speed of the cold arrow was too fast, so although he successfully held the arrow, the cold sharp tip slashed through his palm, marking obvious blood marks, which was exactly the palm he had been stabbed before.

Fuchen and the other secret guards soon arrived, and Fushen's face changed, "Master, are you okay?" ”

The man casually threw the arrow, "Let people chase it." ”

Fuchen glanced at him worriedly, and then stared at Xia Fanyin as if pleading, "Yes!" ”

Of course, Xia Fanyin touched his eyes, but he just ignored it.

Quan Tianjiu sat down beside her, staring at her for a long time, "Are you not even going to say a word to me now?" ”

She was reading, so he took her book, "You like to be lively, you are an idle person, otherwise you won't talk to Fuchen." ”

She lowered her head, and he pinched her chin and lifted it, "So it's just me, the one you don't want to talk to?" ”

She closed her eyes, and then suddenly was grabbed by the man's shoulder, "Xia Fanyin, I'm talking to you!" ”

Xia Fanyin frowned, and the moment he opened his eyes, he noticed the scratch in his palm.

It's black blood, not red.

Middle...... Poison?

Her pupils changed slightly, and she glanced at him quickly, "Don't think it's useful, who knows if it's a play you directed and acted in." ”

Quan tilted his nine eyes and was shocked.

The woman laughed sarcastically, "It's not like you haven't done this kind of thing, why do you make such a wronged expression?" ”

He laughed suddenly, and said sneeringly: "Yes, it's a pity that the last time you came back for that thief and not for me, I already know very well, so I won't do the same thing a second time." ”

She pulled her lips and smiled, "Oh, really? ”

The fourth sentence I said to him in the past ten days, "But I don't believe a word of what you say." ”

The man shook again, his pupils constricted.

Suddenly, once again, it became a profound realization that the most hurtful weapon was often not an arrow, a hairpin, or a dagger, not the wounds she inflicted on him—they were all flesh wounds.

The most ruthless thing is the trauma in her heart, as long as she says a few words or even a simple look from her, it can be bloody.

He teared off a piece of cloth from his sleeve to bandage the wound expressionlessly, Xia Fanyin looked at it, and suddenly a nausea came up.

"Gross-"

She slammed to the door, lifted the curtain and retched desperately.

I couldn't vomit anything, but I felt that my internal organs were going to be vomited out, and my eyes were red.

Quan Tianjiu's face changed, and he immediately stepped forward, "Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you?" What's uncomfortable? ”

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