The black emperor is the only favorite, the killer's wife does not want to escape

Chapter 278 Dream (1)

Xiao Mengyao leaned in his arms, she refused to close her eyes, and just looked at him like that, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance.

"Be obedient, close your eyes and sleep for a while."

Fu Boyan said distressedly.

Xiao Mengyao shook her head vigorously, she didn't want to close her eyes, she was afraid that if she closed them, she would never be able to open them again, and would never see him again.

"Let me... see you again... I... can't bear to..."

She said weakly, wanting to reach out her hand to feel his presence again, but she didn't have the strength to lift it up.

My heart hurts, and I don't know if it's because I want to part, or because I've been corroded too badly.

Fu Boyan fell silent, hugging the person in his arms tightly with his strong arms, his heart, which was already beating slowly, beat even slower...

As time passed slowly, Xiao Mengyao's eyes became more and more tired.

Blink, it takes a long time to open, until finally, closed and can't open again...

Still unable to hold on, she passed out.

At this time, Gongsun Qian was ready everywhere.

Fu Boyan left the bedroom with Xiao Mengyao in his arms, and went to a room slightly smaller than their bedroom.

Outside the room, Tang Zhaoyun wanted to persuade him, but when he reached the point of his mouth, he was blocked again!
"I don't want to listen to nonsense, you guys guard me outside!"

After Fu Boyan said in a cold voice, he walked into the room, and the next second the door "knocked" and was shut hard!

Everything is isolated by the wooden door...

In the room, Fu Boyan indicated that it was time to start.

Gongsun Qian nodded, not daring to say a word of nonsense, and methodically prepared to exchange blood for them.

On the spacious bed, Fu Boyan and Xiao Mengyao were lying together. He held her hand and stared sideways at the face that was so white that there was no trace of blood...

In a coma, Xiao Mengyao felt a burst of pain, and then she didn't feel anything.

Drowsy, she seemed to hear some sounds, ping-pong-pong, the noise made her ears hurt.

Struggle to prop up the limp body, looking for the source of the sound.

Shaking, she slowly left the dark room just now.

Pushing open a thick wooden door, the harsh light outside made her a little uncomfortable.

Blinking and blinking, it took several minutes for her to adapt to the glare of the sun.

Opening her eyes, the place in front of her was somewhat familiar.

Looking around, there were more than a dozen people in sight, but they didn't look the same.

Some of them wore silver armor like soldiers, while others wore black clothes with their faces covered.

She was very familiar with this kind of masked attire, it was the exclusive makeup of the assassin's hidden guard.

For some reason, which killer's costumes felt familiar to her, as if she had seen them somewhere? !
"Girl, be careful!"

Xiao Mengyao was a little preoccupied, so she didn't notice that she had unknowingly walked among those busy trembling people.

It was only when she heard someone's voice suddenly that she realized it.

Seeing the long sword piercing towards him at such a high speed, she turned around nimbly and avoided it easily, but then came another stabbing sword.

"Damn!"

A cold voice sounded.

The stabbing long sword was bounced off by something, and suddenly became two knots.

Xiao Mengyao was startled, what a strong internal force!
"Girl, are you okay?"

It was that magnetically familiar voice again.

Xiao Mengyao turned her head, and at some point behind her a man appeared.

His black hair and jade crown are as handsome as peach blossoms, his eyes are like waterfalls in the mountains, and his mouth is curved, which is really beautiful.

His appearance bewitched all living beings and made everything in the world fall for him.

He was wearing a white shirt and a purple shirt, and he was holding an origami fan, swaying it gently, giving people a feeling of bohemian, yet elegant and noble.

Like a noble son wandering among the people.

Xiao Mengyao recognized such a perfect man at a glance.

"Yan..." Xiao Mengyao called to him, her legs seemed to run over like him, and she threw herself into his arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands.

(End of this chapter)