The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Xiao Cui trembled, and added, "Mother...mother, in fact, everyone doesn't know what the previous girls did."

"Because... when they came back, they had already turned into corpses."

"The maid who followed...none of them survived."

Fu Sheng: "..."

No wonder, Eunuch Li looked at her so strangely just now,

turn out to be,

She deserves to be there.

"Okay, you step back."

Fu Sheng massaged her temples, feeling that she needed to be taken care of.

"Yes." Xiaocui hurriedly backed away.

[Miss, what shall we do now? 】

Tuanzi swallowed the small wonton and asked vaguely.

"Well... I think..."

Fu Sheng tilted his head, shook his legs, and said seriously,

"Why don't we go... to inspect the fragments at night?"

She wanted to see what happened to her big baby.

The roar she heard just now was really scary.

【Won't the big fragment find you? 】

The group was a little worried.

Fu Sheng smiled and said,

"I don't believe that with the blessing of spiritual power, he can still discover it."

big deal,

Hypnotize him first, then go in.

finished speaking,

With a flash of her figure, she disappeared on the bed in an instant.

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The emperor's bedroom.

The hall was extremely dark.

The wick on the candlestick was intact, without the slightest trace of being burned.

Spreading layers of gold silk gauze tents, the censer is faintly scented with ambergris, and the curling green smoke dissipates in the air, making the palace extremely quiet.

Fusheng crouched down, hiding in a corner behind the screen, not daring to move.

From her point of view, there was a faintly lying person on the bed, breathing lightly.

He seemed to be sleeping very restlessly, growling a few times from time to time, with pain and hatred.

Fusheng looked at it quietly for a while, and then she raised her fingertips slightly, and the tender white fluorescent light flew to the bed silently like a firefly, and turned into the man's eyebrow.

However, just for a moment,

The man immediately opened his eyes alertly,

His eyes were red, and he was about to pick up the sword beside his pillow,

Unexpectedly, an extremely heavy drowsiness hit him, making his body limp and lying powerlessly.

He growled, realizing something was wrong.

Although it is said that there is a sense of repulsion from the inside out,

But for some reason, he didn't resist half a point.

at last,

After struggling for a few seconds, he fell into a deep sleep,

Before losing consciousness, his hand was still tightly grasping the hilt of the sword, in a defensive posture.

Fusheng waited patiently for a long time again,

It was only after confirming that he was really asleep that he stepped out boldly.

The corners of the pink skirt fluttered slightly, slowly approaching the gauze curtain.

Soon, the gauze curtain was lifted gently, revealing the noble man sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Even with Fusheng's spiritual blessing, he still slept very restlessly.

His brows were furrowed, as if he had had an extremely bad dream.

His body was arched, in the most perfect defensive posture.

The slender and white hand tightly held the hilt of the sword, even though the fingers were bloodshot, he did not let go,

It seemed like this would give him a sense of security.

The originally noble and elegant face became slightly distorted and fierce, like a fierce beast full of evil spirits, clamoring to destroy everything.

Fu Sheng looked at him and sat down gently.

The doubts in my heart are getting bigger and bigger.

Will being emperor be so tiring?

Tired, will it become like this?

【The emperor... is always worried that others will assassinate him. 】

Tuanzi said casually with his book glowing.