The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Chapter 284: Will not break my promise

Ruan Xihe stood up, left the roof, followed Fu Ling, and went to a very secluded hall.

After the female disciple brought the person to the place, she left in a hurry. It seemed that she was very afraid of Fu Ling's aura and didn't want to stay with him.

This hall is located in a remote area, and the environment is unusually quiet at this time.

Fu Ling walked into the room, waved his hand, and the female clothes on his body disappeared.

With his black hair half tied up and wearing a black robe with gold embroidery, he instantly turned back into the emperor who was out of reach and could not be approached.

"come over."

He sat at the table and spoke to the outside.

The invisibility talisman on Ruan Xihe has not yet lost its effect, so others cannot see her.

But her invisibility talisman seemed to have no effect on Fu Ling. He looked straight at her through the open door.

After hesitating for two seconds, Ruan Xihe took off the invisibility talisman and walked towards Fu Ling.

"boom--"

Just as she walked to Fu Ling's side, the door of the room and the gate of the courtyard were slammed shut by an inexplicable force, making a loud noise.

Fu Ling grabbed Ruan Xihe's hand and pulled her in front of him, then reached out to hug her and buried his forehead in her neck.

Ruan Xihe could feel the pulse on Fu Ling's forehead throbbing, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of mania and depression.

Thinking of Fu Ling's restrained expression in the meeting hall just now, she guessed that it was probably because Fu Ling didn't like it and couldn't adapt to that scene.

But because Fu Ling agreed to help her, she had to endure it as much as possible, and now she has finally reached her limit.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xihe put her arms around his back.

She had no way to comfort him because she was the one who asked Fu Ling for help, so she had no position or identity to speak.

But what Ruan Xihe didn't expect was that the oppressive aura of Fu Ling, which was like a storm brewing, was actually slowly decreasing as she gently stroked his back.

Their skin touched, and Ruan Xihe felt the warmth from his cheek transmitted to her shoulders and neck, and her heartbeat became inexplicably irregular.

Even the sounds around her seemed to have automatically muted themselves, leaving only the sound of her heartbeat.

A strange emotion flashed through Ruan Xihe's heart. Thinking again of the last time Fu Ling was inexplicably angry, she suddenly wanted to ask Fu Ling a question.

But she was a little afraid to ask, because she didn't know whether she was afraid of hearing that answer, or afraid of hearing something that was not that answer.

After much hesitation, she spoke.

"Fu Ling, you..."

"I have a headache."

Hearing Ruan Xihe's voice, Fu Ling thought she was going to ask him about his health, so he hurriedly answered.

While speaking, Fu Ling still held her in his arms.

Fu Ling thought Ruan Xihe wanted him to get up.

He thought that if he said he had a headache, Ruan Xihe would not push him away, which was reasonable.

But what he didn't know was that he actually missed an opportunity.

Ruan Xihe: “…”

His word "headache" instantly made all the romantic atmosphere disappear, and she didn't want to ask him this question again.

Fu Ling had a headache, probably caused by the poisonous incense burning in the hall. She could detoxify him.

"Let me take a look for you."

Ruan Xihe took a step back and tried to push him up.

"Don't move. Let me lean on you for a while." Fu Ling's voice was low and dark, and sounded very heavy.

He held her waist, not letting her move back.

"I have to leave here now and go back to deal with some things. It will probably take a day or two."

"As for your identity in the Saint Maiden Church, you don't have to worry about being discovered. I have already arranged everything. You just need to stay in this hall."

Thinking of Qing Long whom he met that night, Fu Ling's eyes dimmed.

He continued, "Also, Wuqing is temporarily on a mission and cannot be with you. You have to take care of your own safety, understand?"

Fu Ling's tone was muffled, and his warm breath sprayed on her shoulders and neck when he spoke, making her feel itchy for no reason.

The strange emotion that she had suppressed in her heart resurfaced, and she couldn't help but ask, "Are you worried about me?"

Now that he had arranged his identity, there was no need to worry about affecting her plans.

So there was no reason for Ruan Xihe to stop Fu Ling from leaving, but she wanted to know whether he said these words because he was worried about her or simply because he agreed to help her.

“I…”

"I just think you are too weak and am reminding you. I am not worried about you."

The moment she finished speaking, Fu Ling, like a furry cat whose tail was stepped on, suddenly raised his head from her shoulder and retorted.

Although he refuted quickly, his eyes were wandering and his tone was a little vague.

Ruan Xihe stood there quietly.

She just quietly watched Fu Ling deny and try his best to distance himself from her, and suddenly she was certain of something.

Ruan Xihe curled his lips and chuckled.

Fu Ling is still the same as always...

"Well, I believe it." She suppressed the arc of her mouth, her expression became serious for a second, and then she said solemnly, "Then...for my safety, Lord Emperor, you should also take a detoxification pill."

When Ruan Xihe raised his hand again, there was a round, white pill in his palm.

She pulled Fu Ling over with one hand, and with the other hand forcefully stuffed the pill into his mouth, then manually closed his jaw.

The whole movement is done in one go, smoothly and smoothly.

The elixir melts in your mouth.

When he was in the meeting hall, a bunch of noisy people surrounded him, and coupled with the special incense, Fu Ling's head did indeed ache slightly.

But now, a cool air spread out from his body, and he instantly felt much clearer, and the dull pain in his head was no longer there.

Fu Ling's eyelids drooped slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face. His eyes flickered, making it impossible to understand his expression.

He opened his lips, and a different emotion flashed across his face, "I..."

Fu Ling paused again when he was halfway through his words.

He turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a tone that revealed some forbearance. "I will come back as soon as possible. Since I promised to help you, I will not break my promise."

Without waiting for Ruan Xihe to speak, Fu Ling waved his hand and tore open a crack in the void.

He took a step forward and stepped one foot in, then he suddenly turned around and gave her a warning.

"The two people you met last night don't look like decent people. You should avoid interacting with them."

Ruan Xihe raised his eyebrows.

Fu Ling should be talking about Shen Yan and Gongzi Heng, right?

For some reason, she felt like laughing when she heard this.

After saying that, Fu Ling entered the crack.

The hem of his clothes brushed across Ruan Xihe's fingertips, and his entire figure disappeared from the crack. After a moment, the crack also disappeared from her sight.

At this time, at the foot of Longyang Mountain.

A man in a red cloak appeared out of nowhere on a remote and desolate path.