Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Fu Yue was in suspended animation, but her soul did leave this body temporarily.

Fu Yue knew that if she died, Yan Jun would definitely come back to see her. Yan Jun is a suspicious and cautious temperament, if he is not careful, he will see that something is wrong. Therefore, in order to ensure everything is foolproof, Fu Yue chose to let System 677 temporarily extract her soul from this body.

Although she left this body, Fu Yue has been floating beside her. So, she saw everything Yan Jun looked like at this time.

His eyes were desperate and sad, and his heart was ashamed.

Fu Yue was still a little complicated.

After all, she is her lover, she will be soft-hearted, but will not stop her plan.

She could feel that the task might be over.

The mission of this world may be crucial.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Xuanqing to appear.

Therefore, all this must not fail.

Fu Yue watched everything in front of her with cold eyes, she moved her gaze slightly.

...

Yan Jun reluctantly stood up. He raised his pale fingers, trying to touch Fu Yue's face, but the fingers quickly froze in place again. He looked at the blood on his hands, thinking in a daze.

His hands are dirty, she will dislike it. Can't be hated by her anymore...

At this time, a letter was delivered to Yan Jun.

He raised his eyes, there was no light in his dark eyes, like a puppet, his voice was hoarse and low.

"……what is this?"

Xuanqing glanced at Yan Jun's current embarrassment and sneered, but when her eyes fell on this letter, it became complicated again. He said, "She left you a letter."

"Her masterpiece."

Yan Jun's fingertips clenched tightly, he tremblingly lifted his slender fingers, took the paper from Xuanqing's hand, and then slowly opened it.

There is only a short sentence above.

"I wish Emperor Yan, you have got your wish, and the king is sitting on the world with thousands of miles."

The handwriting is a bit sloppy, and it can be seen that the hand of the person holding the pen should have no strength at the time, but still faintly able to see the strength of character revealed in the word, and would rather be unbent.

Yan Jun could recognize that the words on this were written by her.

He recognized her words.

Sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains... Yan Jun smiled, desperate and crazy, his laughter pressure was very low, and it was heart-piercing.

A good sentence sitting on thousands of miles.

Yan Jun finally knows what kind of experience it is like to have a heart.

It was unfortunate for Yan Jun to be a child. He grew up in darkness and loneliness. He was not liked by his mother and ignored by his father. It was not until he showed his amazing talent that he was gradually noticed by the Emperor Beiliang and took the position of prince.

The unfortunate people heal their childhood all their lives.

In Yan Jun's heart, power always comes first. This is his obsession when he was young. The longer the time, the deeper the obsession.

This has almost become his devil.

But now, Yan Jun is thinking.

He may have walked out of that magic barrier, but fell into another abyss.

The name of the abyss is Chu Yunke.

Perhaps, he will never get out of it for the rest of his life.

People cannot cry when the pain is extreme.

His eyes were dry to the extreme, but a tear could not come out, but it was difficult to breathe. The young emperor had a beautiful face, but it was a dead gray.

He wanted to die, really, he wanted to just let her go.

Xuanqing seemed to have seen what Yan Jun was thinking in her heart and spoke first.