Fu Han saw that she looked a little stunned, only thinking that she was still thinking about that Chu Li, and her heart was cold, and the joy of knowing that Xia Mi had worked hard to find medicine and cure his divorce for him evaporated.

The corners of his mouth stretched into a straight line, revealing a sharp blade smell at the unprovoked end. Although he knew that he had no position to be angry at the moment, Fu Han was still depressed in his heart. He had no intention of being angry with Xia Mi, so he had to reluctantly suppress the anger in his heart. After settling down, he turned around and wanted to leave, but his sleeve was pulled.

Turning his head, he realized that it was Xia Mi who was pulling his sleeve. The soft sunlight fell on her face, reflecting her long eyelashes, fair skin, and a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared at a glance.

Sitting on the chair following Xia Mi's strength, Fu Han suddenly realized that he was angry, the corners of his mouth tightened, and he almost couldn't control the expression on his face.

Xia Xun smiled secretly on the side, but his heart was a little better for Fu Han's senses. Compared with the gloomy Chu Li, he has always been more inclined to Fu Han, who is full of Xia Mi. Although it's true that people are stunned, but the real liking is something that anyone can see.

Thinking of this, Xia Xun reached out and rubbed his chin. As a twenty-four filial brother, Xia Xun felt that he should create opportunities for these two young people. After drinking the tea in the cup, he stood up lazily: "I'll go back to prepare for the ceremony first, and you guys will talk first." ”

Xia Mi frowned, and was about to ask again, but Xia Xun had already led Zisu and Xiaowu, and Shi Shiran walked away.

For a while, only Fu Han and Xia Mi were left in the huge courtyard. Realizing this, Xia Mi didn't do much, but Fu Han couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. He naturally knew that Xia Xun was creating an opportunity for him, but his mind was messy, and he could hardly think of what to say.

Xia Mi looked amused and distressed, pulled the corners of her mouth, and broke the silence first: "What kind of ceremony is the ceremony my brother said?" Catch the wind and wash the dust? ”

Fu Han glanced at her, and saw that there was only pure curiosity on her face, and there was no sadness that he imagined when he heard the news of Chu Li's death, and his heart was slightly relieved. The mood was better, and the tone of his voice returned to his previous calm and gentleness: "The queen proposed to set up another crown prince, and Your Majesty agreed." ”

With a pang in his heart, Xia Mi secretly scolded himself for being careless, and kept his eyes on Chu Li and the others, but forgot to pay attention to the movements in the palace, "Your Majesty already knows about Chu Li's death?" Who is the new crown prince? ”

Finding that the eagerness on her face was not what he thought, Fu Han's mood was obviously much better, and he stretched out a finger to soak it in the teacup, and he wrote a word directly on the stone table-ten.

The old emperor had a total of thirteen sons, sick and dead. In the end, only Chu Li and the Ten Princes remained, and the reason why Chu Li was chosen was precisely because the Ten Princes were still young. At this moment, he had to be made the crown prince, and it can only be said that a generation of emperors has come to the point of almost exhaustion.

Inexplicably, Xia Mi felt a faint sadness in his heart. Her lips moved, and she said, "When is it set?" ”

Fu Han glanced at her again, and somehow, his temper suddenly came up, and he didn't want to pay attention to these things anymore. Boldly stretched out his hand, he firmly grasped Xia Mi's wrist, and his eyes were dark as if he had sucked all the light in: "Girl, I have something to ask you." ”

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Xia Mi glanced at him thoughtfully. Facing her gaze, Fu Han swept away his previous appearance, and his eyes stretched out to hide tenacity and determination: "What is your attitude towards Chu Li and me?" ”

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, and then with a force of his fingertips, he broke free of Fu Han's hands.

Before the darkness under Fu Han's eyes could be fully spread, he felt a pair of warm and soft hands penetrate between his fingers. The two hands, one large and one small, are tightly clasped together, and they look like they fit perfectly.

He looked at it in a daze, and forgot his movements for a while, until Xia Mi's extremely gentle voice sounded again: "Do you want to know why I know the whereabouts of the divorce?" ”

Her voice was soft, with a hint of seduction. Fu Han knew that she might just be coaxing him, but he still couldn't help but respond: "Why? ”

What Fu Han didn't expect was that this short question would involve a long story.

"I had a dream about everything that happened."

Just a beginning made Fu Han's lips tense. He stared at Xia Mi with deep eyebrows, listening to her state everything little by little, but the hands on his side couldn't help but clench a little bit. The emaciated fingers pinched the bleak white.

He couldn't imagine how a person like Xia Mi, who was extremely proud and fierce, was broken step by step, trapped in the deep palace, and then walked towards an unjust death step by step. His heart was extremely bitter, he endured the distress, his Adam's apple rolled and rolled, and for some reason he asked: "If the scene in the dream is fake, will you regret it?" ”

As soon as he finished asking, he wished he could slap himself.

Xia Mi was still a little heavy in her heart, but she couldn't help but laugh when she heard the words. She knew what Fu Han was worried about, and after experiencing the end times, she also recognized her feelings for Fu Han. Pursing her lips and revealing a slight smile, she smiled: "At first, I thought it was fake, until I saw Fang Ruhai." ”

Fu Han's eyebrows were slightly constricted, and he was a little confused. Xia Mi had already continued: "Before I died, I saw Fang Ruhai. After I drank the poisoned wine, his face changed dramatically. I didn't think about it at the time, but later I realized that he should have tried to save me, but my heart was like ashes, but it's a pity......"

With Xia Mi's words, frames of images inexplicably appeared in Fu Han's mind. The light is bizarre, everything in front of him is shattered into nothing, and finally freezes on an unfamiliar scene.

In the main hall with black as the main color, a woman in a dark dragon and phoenix robe sat there with her head propped up. The gorgeous flowers on the other side were in full bloom, rubbing her casually exposed feet affectionately.

A sense of familiarity arose spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, and Fu Han tried hard to see the other party's expression, but it seemed to attract the other party's attention. The slightly drooping peach blossom eyes slanted over, obviously extremely cold, but there was a bewitching charm in the flow of the eyes. Just one glance seems to be able to hook out a person's soul.

Fu Han was stunned for a moment, and a name was stuck in his throat.

"Fu Han?"

A low voice of questioning came, Fu Han suddenly raised his eyes to meet Xia Mi's worried look, a white light flashed in his mind, and he called in a low voice: "Prison master." ”