The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort

Standing outside the door, Fu Huan thought about what happened to Emperor Qingzhi back then, and then listened to the words coming from inside, she felt extremely sad, but right now she is not suitable to stay here for too long, so she had to hide aside first.

After waiting for more than half an hour, the door was opened, and the Emperor of Heaven came out from the room, with a gloomy face, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Until the Emperor of Heaven left the forbidden area, Fu Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to sneak into the room.

...

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

After Fu Huan entered the room, he saw a woman lying motionless on the bed with disheveled hair, her complexion haggard and pale, but she couldn't hide her astonishing appearance.

At this time, Chunmeng was looking at the ceiling with her eyes open, her eyes were empty, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes from time to time.

At first glance, the whole person is full of despair.

Seeing this scene, Fu Huan pursed his lips, waved his hand to hide his figure, and then raised his wrist to set up a barrier at the door.

After completing this series of actions, the woman on the bed had already noticed Fu Huan, and her eyes were fixed on Fu Huan.

"Your name is Chun Meng?" Fu Huan thought that was what the Emperor of Heaven called her when he was eavesdropping outside just now.

Chun Meng sat up from the bed, casually picked up a light shirt, put it on her body, and then looked at Fu Huan, "Huang Nu."

Chun Meng's tone was very firm.

Fu Huan was a little surprised by this, although she came here to change the spell every now and then, she had never seen Chun Meng, so she would know herself.

"The aura on your body is exactly the same as the spell outside the door." Chun Meng explained aloud, and then said, "Why did you come here?"

Hearing this, Fuhuan took a few steps forward, went to Chunmeng's bed and sat down, with a firm expression on his face, he said slowly, "Do you want to leave here?"

"So what if you think about it, so what if you don't want to..." Chun Meng laughed at herself, hugging her knees, she was pitifully thin.

Fu Huan bit her lip, a pair of phoenix eyes showed a bit of depth, "If you want to leave, I have a way to take you away."

Chunmeng was taken aback, her eyes locked on Fuhuan, her expression was a little wary, "Why did you do this?"

"Because this is Secretary Si's wish."

...

"Siqing..." Hearing this name, Chunmeng murmured, and then fell silent for a long time.

After a while, Fu Huan was about to ask Chunmeng what he thought, but Chunmeng smiled lightly, and said helplessly, "So, it was because of you that day."

Because of the woman in front of him, Si Qing sent her back here to continue to be humiliated by the Emperor of Heaven.

And now, this woman suddenly appeared in front of her and rescued her for the sake of Si Qing, so there must be an unusual relationship between them.

Since she is Si Qing's favorite person, she can't let him take such a risk.

"Because of me?" Fu Huan frowned slightly, not quite understanding Chun Meng's words.

Chunmeng smiled slightly, "It's nothing, it's getting late, you can go, don't come here if you have nothing to do in the future."

"You're not leaving?" Fu Huanxiu frowned even more tightly.

Immediately, she stood up, activated the divine power of the phoenix, and a red aura glowed from her fingertips, aiming at the center of Chunmeng's eyebrows.

Chunmeng just wanted to get away, but found that she was covered by aura and couldn't move.

"What are you doing?" Chunmeng stared at Fuhuan with wide eyes.

Fu Huan did not speak, but silently recited the mantra, fine beads of sweat gradually seeped from his forehead, his complexion became paler, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Chunmeng saw something was wrong and uncomfortable in Fuhuan, but it was so, Fuhuan still covered herself with that red light.

After a long time, Chunmeng suddenly noticed that on the bed beside her, a figure gradually appeared, from a transparent outline, it became clearer and clearer, until the eyebrows and eyes were revealed...

"puff……"

Fu Huan suddenly withdrew his spiritual energy, his blood surged up, he spat out blood, his face was as white as a piece of paper.

"This is a fake spirit that I fabricated using one of the forbidden techniques of the Phoenix Divine Power. It was formed from half of your soul, so it has flesh and blood, and it is full of your breath, and I am familiar with your disposition and habits." After Fu Huan finished speaking, his feet went limp and he fell to the ground.

Chunmeng looked at this scene in disbelief, touched the woman who was exactly like her beside her, frowned, and looked at Fuhuan, "This kind of forbidden technique will take a lifetime of cultivation, are you crazy?"

She is not related to her, but for the sake of Si Qing, she exhausted her cultivation and used forbidden techniques to fabricate an identical human figure.

"I know what I'm doing. No one in the world knows about this forbidden technique except me, so you can leave with me at ease." Fuhuan endured the pain and discomfort in his chest, and spoke in a low voice.

She had already figured it out, since Emperor Ziwei said that she would have a catastrophe, then she lost all her cultivation at this juncture, and she would be able to hide it smoothly.

Moreover, such things as cultivation base will gradually recover after a long time.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's go first." After getting used to it, Fu Huan got up and took Chun Meng's arm.

Chunmeng still couldn't believe all that before her eyes, but after seeing the figure exactly like her, her scruples in her heart became much less, and she nodded to Fuhuan.

With the last trace of spiritual power, Fuhuan put Chunmeng into the jade bottle given by Emperor Qinghua, and then disappeared away.

On the bed, the half-soul figure slowly opened its eyes, no different from the previous Chunmeng.

...

Fu Huan felt unwell, and after bringing Chunmeng into the lower realm, she first settled Chunmeng in a secluded cave, and told Chunmeng not to wander around, and waited for Si Qing to come to meet her.

Fu Huan came out of the cave and summoned the colorful phoenix.

"Luan'er, you ancient beasts, do you have a secret spell between the gods and beasts that can attract each other?" Fu Huan asked the colorful divine phoenix.

The Colorful Divine Phoenix nodded.

"Okay then, help me summon Mo Qilin, let him bring Si Qing to this place, remember to keep a low profile." Fu Huan urged.

As soon as the words fell, golden halos glowed from the whole body of the colorful divine phoenix.

After a while, Mo Qilin's figure suddenly appeared.

Fu Huan lamented the tacit understanding between the beasts, and after the colorful phoenix and Mo Qilin knew about it, he left with the colorful phoenix and went to the Phoenix Feather Pavilion.

After returning to Huangyu Pavilion, as soon as he entered his bedroom, Fu Huan's eyes went dark and he passed out completely.

...

This dizziness took me half a month to wake up.

When Fu Huan woke up, Emperor Ziwei was sitting on the side of her bed with a stern expression. When she opened her eyes, her face showed joy, and she stood up quickly, "Huan'er, Huan'er."

Fu Huan opened his eyes bewilderedly, raised his hand, and felt that he didn't have any strength in his body.

"How long have I been asleep?" Fu Huan asked in a low voice.

"It's been fifteen days." Emperor Ziwei sighed.

When Fu Huan heard this, his body froze slightly, recalling what happened before, his hands could not help but clasped together, and his heart beat violently.

She took away Chunmeng's real body and spent her whole life in cultivation.

I don't know what's going on outside now.

"Why did I faint?" Right now, she had done all her tricks.

Emperor Ziwei was helpless, "This time you fainted, and even your life's cultivation in your body will also be exhausted."

"What?" Fu Huan was surprised, stretched out his hands, and looked carefully for a long time, "Could it be related to the astrological mutation?"

"I've exhausted my cultivation in my whole life, so I will have my catastrophe half a year later?" Fu Huan continued.

Xu Shi also thought of this, and Emperor Ziwei's face became even more ugly, but in order not to worry Fu Huan, he eased his face a little, smiled, "You just woke up, don't think too much, rest well, the rest Yes, I will find a way for you."

"En." Fu Huan nodded, licked his lips, and asked, "Did anything happen during this time?"

"It's nothing serious. I have already informed your master, Emperor Qinghua, about your coma. I also reported the situation truthfully to the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven didn't say much, and let you rest well. This matter The matter has not been publicized to the outside world, and outsiders only know that you are sick, but they don't know that you have been in a coma." Emperor Ziwei said.

Having said that, Fu Huan was completely relieved.

The only thing I don't know now is what happened to Si Qing.

However, she couldn't ask in front of Emperor Ziwei, it's better to wait for her to recover.

After Fu Huan woke up, Emperor Ziwei returned to Ziwei Palace after staying for a while, Ziyu came in from outside, holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand.

"Master, you haven't eaten for half a month, are you hungry?" Zi Yu approached Fu Huan and handed her the soup in his hand.

Fu Huan wanted to wake up, but he didn't have any appetite, so he signaled Zi Yu to put the soup aside first, then sat up, and lowered his voice, "Is there any news from Si Qing recently?"

"Lord Underworld God?" Ziyu was surprised.

Fu Huan nodded.

"I haven't heard any news, but when the master was in a coma, Lord Underworld and Heavenly Venerable Wuji came to visit the master." Ziyu said.

"What? Si Qing has been here?" Fu Huan was surprised.

Ziyu nodded, "It was Wuji Tianzun who came to visit when he heard about the coma of the master. Lord Mingshen happened to be in Wuji Palace that day, so he came with Wuji Tianzun."

"But master, don't worry, other people don't know about master's coma." Zi Yu added because he was afraid that Fu Huan would leak the news of his coma.

Fu Huan pursed her lips, desperately wanting to see Si Qing.

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door outside.

"What's the matter?" Ziyu asked.

"Wuji Tianzun and Master Mingshen heard that the master has woken up, and they are outside now, and they want to see the master."

Hearing this, Fu Huan's eyes lit up, "Let them in quickly."

Ziyu nodded, got up and walked out.

After a while, the door of Fu Huan's room was opened, but no one came, only Si Qing.

Si Qing wore black clothes, thin lips tightly pursed, and a pair of cold eyes filled with dark and sharp colors, his gaze was as cold as water, and at this moment he was fixed on Fu Huan with integrity.

Seeing this gaze, Fu Huan felt chills all over his body.

In a trance, she didn't know if she had an illusion, but she saw some distress in Si Qing's eyes.

Immediately, her eyes fixed on Si Qing's clothes again.

It seemed that since Leng Yuan liked to wear charming purple clothes, Si Qing never wore purple clothes again.

"Fu Huan, you are so courageous!" Si Qing looked at Fu Huan calmly, and said a word lightly.

When Fu Huan heard this, he lowered his head aggrieved, "I..."

Before the words came out of her mouth, her whole body was embraced in an embrace.