Chapter 1367 Madam Wants to Be a Widow Every Day (52)

Fu Yue faked her death, but her soul did temporarily leave this body.

Fu Yue knew that if she died, Yan Jun would definitely come back to see her. Yan Jun has a suspicious and cautious temperament, and he will notice something is wrong if he is not careful. Therefore, in order to ensure nothing goes wrong, Fu Yue chose to let System 677 temporarily extract her soul from this body.

Although he left this body, Fu Yue was always floating beside him. So, she saw everything Yan Jun looked like at this time.

His eyes were desperate and sad, and his heart was filled with despair.

Fu Yue still felt a little complicated.

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

She could feel that the mission might be almost over.

The mission of this world can be crucial.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Xuan Qing to show up.

Therefore, all of this must not fail.

Fu Yue watched everything in front of her with cold eyes, and she looked away slightly.

…

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

She would be disgusted if his hands were dirty. I can't be hated by her anymore...

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

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

"……What's this?"

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

"Her masterpiece."

Yan Jun's fingertips clenched tightly. He raised his slender fingers tremblingly, took the paper out of Xuanqing's hand, and then slowly opened it.

There is only one short sentence above.

"I wish Emperor Yan that he will get what he wishes for, and he will rule the world and rule thousands of miles of mountains and rivers."

The handwriting is a little sloppy, and it can be seen that the hand of the person who wrote it must have no strength at that time, but you can still vaguely see the character revealed in the words, and he is willing to endure defeat.

Yan Jun recognized that the words on it were written by her.

He knew her handwriting.

Sitting on thousands of miles of land... Yan Jun smiled, his smile was desperate and crazy, his laughter was very low, and it sounded heartbreaking.

A good sentence can control thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Yan Jun finally knew what it was like to feel the pain in his heart every time.

Yan Jun was unfortunate since he was a child. He grew up in darkness and loneliness. He was not loved by his mother and ignored by his father. It wasn't until he showed his astonishing talent that he was gradually noticed by the late Emperor of Beiliang and became the crown prince.

Unfortunate people spend their entire lives healing their childhood.

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

This almost became his obsession.

But now, Yan Jun is thinking.

He may have gotten out of that demonic barrier, but he fell into another abyss.

The name of that abyss is Chu Yunke.

Perhaps, he will never be able to get out for the rest of his life.

People cannot cry when they are in extreme pain.

His eyes were extremely dry, but he couldn't shed a single tear, but it was difficult to breathe. The young emperor had a stunningly beautiful face, but his face was ashen.

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

However, Xuanqing seemed to know what Yan Jun was thinking and spoke first.