Even though I was dressed as an ugly woman, I was still forced to love by all kinds of big guys

He instinctively walked towards Fu Yuan'er, but after taking two steps, a figure crossed his sight. From the back, was it Yu Yan?

Yu Yan had his back to Li Xinglan and was facing Fu Yuan'er. He lowered his head and looked at her with a dark look in his eyes, but a smile played on the corner of his mouth.

The moment Fu Yuan'er looked up at him, the darkness in her eyes had been hidden by him, replaced by a gentleness that could drown people.

He seemed unaware of Li Xinglan's presence behind him. He only focused on her, saying, "Goddess, what a coincidence."

Fu Yuan'er still had that stunned look on her face. Yu Yan was very different today. His face seemed to have more energy and his lips were rosy, as if he had put on rouge. He looked very beautiful.

Very satisfied with her absent-mindedness, Yu Yan curled his lips into a faint smile, bent down, and whispered in Fu Yuan'er's ear affectionately: "Is it beautiful?"

The warm breath sprayed on her neck and shoulders, causing her face to flush instantly. Yu Yan's eyes seemed to bewitching, causing her to nod honestly.

It is really beautiful, like the most proud masterpiece of the Creator, but it is so beautiful that it makes people awe-inspiring and dare not look at it for too long.

Li Xinglan had already approached, and he saw all the intimate actions of the two. He frowned and could only see the girl's long golden hair from the angle of Yu Yan's side.

As if she had just realized there was someone standing behind her, Yu Yan turned around in surprise and looked at the haggard Li Xinglan. Her tone returned to indifference: "Master Li, what a coincidence."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand and naturally put his arm around Fu Yuan'er's shoulders. He tilted his head slightly and spoke in an extremely gentle tone, "Don't be afraid, Goddess. Lord Li is a good man."

Hmm? That doesn't seem right. She sounded as if she was frightened by Li Xinglan's appearance.

Fu Yuan'er wanted to explain, but saw Li Xinglan quickly lower his head, as if he was inferior and wanted to hide himself.

Suddenly, she felt a pang of heartache. She shrugged and shook off Yu Yan's hand, then took two steps forward. "Master Li, I..."

Li Xinglan turned around and interrupted her: "Sorry to bother the Goddess and the Nine Thousand Year Old..."

It turned out to be a goddess. He didn't dare to look closely for fear of scaring her.

The goddess and the incredibly beautiful Yu Yan standing together are truly a match made in heaven. Their intimate appearance is so much like that of him and Su Su in the past.

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. Mixed with intense inferiority, Li Xinglan fled away. If, if he was still the same person, he would probably dare to look up and look directly at the goddess.

Looking at Li Xinglan's staggering back, Fu Yuan'er instinctively wanted to catch up with him, but Yu Yan grabbed her wrist.

The tenderness in his eyes was gone, leaving only a coldness. Even his voice was chilling. "Be good."

Fu Yuan'er wanted to shake him off, but couldn't. She could only look at Li Xinglan's back anxiously. Seeing her like that, Yu Yan became completely angry.

He pulled her over and forced her to look directly at him, even the corners of her eyes red with jealousy, "You dare?"

She wanted to act gentle, but she actually tried to get close to Li Xinglan again and again. Yu Yan was so angry that he lost his mind and pulled her towards the Goddess Temple.

Her wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. Fu Yuan'er refused to move forward. She had a premonition that she was going to suffer. She struggled and shouted, "Let me go!"

There were palace servants along the way, but no one dared to come out to stop them. Are you kidding me? Who would dare to offend the Ninth Thousand Years Old?

Don’t say it, there really is one, and that is Qixia’s number one gangster, Han Junyue.

He was called here by Nannan. When she saw that something was wrong, Nannan ran away again. Perhaps only the emperor could suppress the Nine Thousand Year Old Man.

But the palace is so huge, where can we go to find the emperor? Sharp-eyed, she spotted the sixth prince strolling on the street and rushed forward, "Sixth Prince! Please save the goddess!!!"

Lao Liu originally came to join in the fun, he didn't bother to meddle in other people's business. He was just curious about why the goddess was having an affair with Yu Yan?

Isn't this more exciting than the forbidden love in the picture book? I must see it! Thinking of this, he quickly followed Nannan to the battlefield.

Lao Liu was standing in front with a smile on his face. Yu Yan passed by him with a dark face, but Fu Yuan'er was quick-eyed and quick-handed and grabbed Lao Liu by the collar.

The unprepared Lao Liu was nearly thrown to the ground by her pull. He immediately stopped laughing and pried Fu Yuan'er's hand, "Let go of me!"

"Help me, Sixth Prince!"

"Let go first!"

"Save me first!"

Yu Yan: ...

He silently let go of Fu Yuan'er. Seeing her hiding behind Lao Liu like a quail, his irritated heart got even more out of control. He endured it again and again until veins on his forehead popped out.

Where had Han Junyue ever seen Yu Yan like this? Normally, he was as steady as an old dog, as indifferent as a clay figure without any emotion.

This made Lao Liu feel a little guilty and asked Fu Yuan'er behind him, "Why are you hiding behind me? What did you do? Why are you provoking him when there is nothing wrong?"

Fu Yuan'er couldn't answer any of the three questions. She just tightly grasped the clothes on Lao Liu's back and said, "Your Highness, please help me, please!"

Turning his head to look at her pitiful little shivering appearance, Han Junyue felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Forget it, just consider it as a good deed, helping the goddess should be considered a great deed. Thinking of this, Han Junyue turned back and was about to say something to persuade her, but he saw Yu Yan's leaving back.

Only after confirming that he had left did Fu Yuan'er dare to stick her head out from behind Lao Liu. She raised her eyes and saw him looking at her sinisterly. She hurriedly and awkwardly let go of the hand that was holding his clothes on the back.

Seeing that his clothes had been wrinkled by her, Fu Yuan'er gave an awkward "hehe" laugh, reached out to help him straighten them, and flattered him, "Sixth Prince is really handsome and kind-hearted. Daqi is so lucky to have you..."

"That's right!" Han Junyue smiled proudly, his mouth almost digging two miles out of his mouth. This goddess is quite capable of handling things.

He was about to invite her to go together to capture the Imperial Master, but he saw her bow perfunctorily and then run away, followed by two little maids who also ran very fast, leaving him alone there.

Tsk, why do I have the illusion that I was used and then abandoned?

Fu Yuan'er thought she had escaped for the time being, but she forgot that Yu Yan was a powerful figure in the palace, and it would be easy for her to catch her.

That night, it rained heavily again. The branches outside the window were shaking and rustling, and their reflections in the window were really scary.

Fu Yuan'er curled up at the foot of the bed. She clearly couldn't sleep and was very excited, but not long after, sleepiness inexplicably came over her.

With his eyes almost closed, he grasped the dagger in his hand with all his willpower and slashed the inside of his thigh.

The flesh here is the most tender and sensitive, and she groaned in pain, but it didn't work for long. Almost in the blink of an eye, sleepiness came over her again.

She picked up the knife again, ready to strike herself again, but a gust of wind arose, and someone suddenly grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

Facing the pair of eyes in her dream, Fu Yuan'er smiled provocatively, "I knew it was you."

Before she fell asleep, she seemed to hear a sigh.

He held her in his arms, and in the dim candlelight, he saw the knife scar on the inside of her thigh, which was still bleeding. Yu Yan picked up his handkerchief and wiped it gently with a distressed look.

What should I do with you? Break your legs and keep you captive?

He picked up Fu Yuan'er and walked towards his Su Kun residence. Along the way, there was a strong wind blowing rain. He reached out and used his sleeve to protect her head to prevent the rain from getting wet.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Yuan'er woke up in a daze, and felt a tingling pain in the wound on her thigh.

She was horrified to find herself in a dim secret room, sitting on a chair with her long skirt lifted up, and he was licking her wounds, causing her to tremble.

"Yu Yan?! You! Are you crazy?!" Even her voice became strange. She trembled and wanted to end this shameful action, but he reached out to stop her.

He raised his beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly, licked the blood on the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, like a demon that feeds on human blood.

Yu Yan stood up, walked around behind her, bent down, lifted her chin from behind with one hand, and pointed at the painting on the wall with the other hand, "Look, who is that?"