The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

Cui Moyao hugged Fu Yaxuan and turned around, that palm hit him solidly on the back, her palm actually used seventy percent of force, if she hit Fu Yaxuan who doesn't know martial arts, she would definitely die. 【26nbsp;】

He glanced at He Wensong with his dark eyes, such cold eyes could make people feel chills from the bottom of their feet, he said coldly: "Princess Anping, if you don't want to be my enemy, please respect yourself!"

He Wensong looked at him stupidly until he hugged Fu Yaxuan and left, she shouted at their backs: "Cui Moyao, I am the most suitable woman for you."

Fu Yaxuan was supported by Cui Moyao back to the room, she couldn't push him away, until he sat down, he suddenly coughed twice, grabbed her handkerchief to cover his mouth and coughed, then he folded the handkerchief and hid it in his bosom, but Fu Yaxuan still I see, blood, he is coughing up blood, could it be that palm just now...

Probably out of guilt, she asked, "Are you okay?"

"What can I do?" He replied without thinking, and suddenly looked at her with interest: "Don't tell me you care about me?"

"I'm concerned about whether you will die soon." She felt ridiculous.

"Don't worry, I won't do what you want." He glanced at her lightly, then walked to the bedside, pulled up the quilt, and helped her to lie down: "You are weak, so don't always run out, since Yun If she can't take good care of you, it's useless for her to stay in the palace."

"No, can't I just follow your orders from now on?" She pouted, not reconciled.

This woman's thoughts can't escape his eyes. She is not very smart. If she is smarter, she will know that it is not good for her to fight against the master. A man who knows the current affairs is a hero.

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She lay on the bed and stared at him, her handsome face was filled with sternness and gloom, making it impossible to see what he was thinking?

Why did he block that palm for her?He knew that He Wensong's martial arts were not weak.

There was a little touch in her heart, but when she met his face, all feelings disappeared, only hatred remained. If it wasn't for this stinky man, she wouldn't have become like this.

After a long silence, he had no intention of leaving. She asked him a question that surprised him: "Who is that Princess Anping?"

He hesitated for a moment, then said: "The three thousand gold of the grand master of the dynasty, General Pingbei."

"A woman as a general?" Fu Yaxuan was intimidated by He Wensong's title. He could see that she was a strong woman, but he didn't expect that she was this strong. Perhaps in this world, there was only such a woman who could keep pace with Cui Moyao.

"Everyone surnamed He is not an idle generation."

She said something unrelated: "She likes you."

He showed another unpredictable and profound smile, and said nothing, as a default.

"Will you marry her?" She asked a stupid question, even she herself didn't understand, she was not stupid, why did she ask.

"Since when did you start caring about me?" Cui Moyao's expression darkened on the spot, his face was so pale that it was scary.

She grabbed the blanket and shrank into the corner of the bed fiercely, staring at him cautiously with a pair of extremely terrified bright eyes, she bit her lower lip with a tense expression, and the blood seemed to flicker.

With his hands on the edge of the bed, he leaned his entire upper body towards her.Fu Yaxuan gasped, his face was almost close to hers!His masculine breath swirled around her lips, she hurriedly turned her face away, but his hand quickly moved across her face, and then kissed her hard.

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