Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

“Yuntian, how's the wedding going?” Li Hongyuan leaned back against the back of the chair, relaxed his body, with a few lazy points, plus that first class of good leather bag, when it was really pleasant, it was difficult for a man to look twice.

“Back to the Prince, everything was right, and the marriage was set for two months later.” Too bad Fu Yunting is willing to be blind.

“It's too long to get married before the end of the month.” The dark and unseen eyes lay unblinked on Fu Yunting.

“… Yes.” This month ends in a few days, Fu Yunting really wants to growl at him, what do you want to do? According to their embarrassing position in Wu 'an Hou Fu, he may never marry a decent wife. He is not in a hurry. Master, what is your hurry? Is this marriage still about your career? Afraid of how late nightmares change?

Li Hongyuan threw him a flat box, "A wedding gift. ”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” I don't know what's inside, Fu Yunting's heart is a little trembling, I don't know if this is the queen's move.

He doesn't know exactly how many people have served the king, but those who are familiar with each other, who don't say he is the king and the number one strong red man, and even some say he is the spouse of the king. Motherfucker, he would rather do more than cow, even as a free labor, just to avoid seeing the living Yan Wang, and what kind of spoil, he sometimes even willing to put down his dignity, hope that it is true, at least, according to this spoiled seven days of virtue, after seven days of not being dealt with by him, it is really better, unfortunately, since this is a good affair for the master, this spoiled speech has disappeared.

You can imagine how deeply Li Hongyuan caused “harm” to Fu Yunting.

At first, Fu Yunting thought that the master was the same for everyone. Later, he realized that it was not, privately, that he had hardly ever seen his emotions revealed. Even when dealing with people by bloody and cruel means, Gujing did not waver, and no one could guess his mind.

Only when Fu Yunting met alone, his eyes fell on him, like the prey of a venomous snake, with a storm, could tear him apart at any moment. Fu Yunting thought that this man would kill him several times, but, no, even in the martial arts "consultation” again and again, his bones were broken from place to place, the number of times he was in a coma did not go down three times, the result was, he was still good, with the best injuries, half the illness did not fall, at the same time, the martial arts were slowly rising, he dared to say, no-one in Beijing can beat him.

Fu Yunting understood that the Living Yan King must have had a grudge against him, but for some reason, he would never kill him. For a long time, he was afraid of fear, but he was used to it. He wants to know what kind of revenge there is between them.

The revenge of killing my father and my mother? Don't be ridiculous, this old man is the Emperor, he Fu Yunting has not dared to kill the King, and when this mother died, he Fu Yunting was not born; take his wife to kill his son? He Fu Yunting has always been clean and good to himself, plus all kinds of divorce for them now Wu 'an Hou, and then quickly, he doesn't even have a house maid around him, and Jin Wangfu doesn't have a princess, okay? And the people who could have been Princess Jin were either dead or unexpected. Even so, it had nothing to do with him! Your Highness, can you tell me what the little one did to you?

Could it have been a lifelong vendetta?

“Fuck off. ”

“… Yes.” Just let him go? Fu Yunting felt the box in his hand was burning.