After being reborn, I hugged the villainous boss tightly.

Wu Xuan'er cried sadly and for a long time before she finally stopped.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from him, she suddenly remembered that he had married another woman, and her heart ached even more. She abruptly pulled away from his embrace.

"You married another woman, you're not mine alone anymore!"

Fu Chenchu's eyes darkened, and he pulled her back to his front, holding her hand tightly.

"Xuan'er, I won't explain the fact that I married someone else, but I am a man, and I also want to be the emperor. If I marry Liu Feifei, her father can solve many problems for me. You love me so much, you certainly don't want me to not get what I want, right!"

Looking at the man in front of her, Wu Xuan'er felt only unfamiliarity. This was no longer the gentle man who had smiled at her before; now, he only had power and status in his eyes.

She frowned deeply and forcefully pulled her hand back.

"Fu Chenchu, did you order them not to let me out?"

Fu Chenchu ​​clenched his empty hand, his gloomy eyes remaining completely calm.

"Yes!"

Wu Xuan'er bit her lip and looked up to meet his eyes: "Why did you do this? Did I get in your way? If so, you didn't need to lock me up. I don't care at all whether you want to be emperor or not!"

"If I become emperor, you will be empress. Don't you want to be empress?"

"I don't want to at all!" Wu Xuan'er shouted.

From the beginning, she never thought he would become emperor; she only wanted to be with him, even if it was just as an ordinary couple, she would be happy. But now everything has changed.

Looking back now, it seems that everything made sense. Why was he being hunted down back then? He was just a carefree prince, with no reason to be assassinated.

At the time, I was so focused on him that I never noticed this suspicious place.

Thinking of this, she asked him softly, "Fu Chenchu, did you marry me just to use me?"

"You think too much!"

Fu Jingyuan raised his hand and ruffled her hair, his tone softening.

Wu Xuan'er looked up at him, trying to see something in his eyes, but Fu Chenchu ​​looked away and refused to look at her again.

Her heart sank; she knew she had guessed right.

"You lied to me all along, you...don't love me!"

Fu Chenchu ​​didn't explain, but stood up and slowly said, "You should rest well. I'll come see you again in a few days!"

"I don't want to be here, I want to go home!"

Fu Chenchu ​​reminded her, "This is your home!"

Wu Xuan'er shook her head: "This isn't the place. Qianqian is dead. She's left me. I don't want to stay here any longer!"

As she spoke, her face turned pale, and she got up to leave.

Fu Chenchu ​​reached out and grabbed her, his tone cold: "You can't leave now!"

Wu Xuan'er turned around, her eyes already filled with tears: "Why? Are you afraid I'll tell Father that you used me, and that you're afraid you won't get the throne you want!"

"..."

Seeing that he was silent again, she felt a chill in her chest, as if something was quietly slipping away.

This time she tried to pull her hand back, but the man held her tightly. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it back. She frowned and raised her hand to hit him, but Fu Chenchu ​​easily dodged it.

"You really do know martial arts!"

Wu Xuan'er looked at him coldly, without any surprise in her eyes. Based on the strength with which he grabbed her just now, and combined with everything that had happened before, she already had the answer in her heart.

Fu Chenchu ​​withdrew his hand, his face showing no panic.

"Fu Chenchu, only you know what else you're lying to me about. Now I want to go home. I don't want to stay here any longer. Do you understand?"

"You are not allowed to go anywhere now. I promise that when I become emperor, you will be empress!"

"But I've already said I don't want to be empress, don't you understand?"

A murderous glint flashed in Fu Chenchu's deep eyes. Although it passed quickly, Wu Xuan'er still saw it. She felt as if someone had ripped her heart out, and the pain made it hard for her to breathe.

Just as she was about to rush out while he wasn't looking, she was pulled back and thrown hard onto the bed before she could even take a step.

Only then did she realize that Fu Chenchu's martial arts skills were far more formidable than she had imagined, and given her injuries, she was no match for him at all.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Without my order, you won't even have the chance to leave this room!"

"..."

Wu Xuan'er's chest wound began to throb again, and she looked at him with a deathly pale face.

"You get some rest, I'll come see you again in a few days!"

After Fu Chenchu ​​finished speaking, he gave her a deep look, then turned and walked out.

Wu Xuan'er was now isolated and helpless, with no Qing Qian by her side, and she was all alone in the courtyard.

During the days she was imprisoned, she heard a lot about Fu Chenchu ​​and Xie Yao.

They said they were deeply in love, and that Fu Chenchu ​​would stay in her room every night. They also said that they had actually been in love with each other for a long time, but Xie Yao's low status made her unworthy of Fu Chenchu, which was why they hadn't been together yet.

Wu Xuan'er found it amusing. No one knew that it was Fu Chenchu ​​who had said he wanted to marry her. He wasn't as affectionate as anyone else saw. In his eyes, women were nothing more than tools to help him ascend the throne. That's how she was now!

However, there are exceptions now. Xie Yao may not be a tool, but it doesn't necessarily mean that Fu Chenchu ​​loves her that much, because she knows that this man only loves power!

She was imprisoned for a month before being released, but Fu Jingyuan only allowed her to move around within the mansion and still forbade her to step outside.

She sat alone on the swing where she used to play with Qingqian, staring blankly into the distance.

Thinking back to the times she played around with Qingqian, it felt like it had just happened yesterday. She hadn't died, and she hadn't met Fu Chenchu.

As she was thinking, she suddenly laughed, but tears fell, the crystal-clear tears sliding down her cheeks and into the mud at her feet.

"Oh dear, who was the fool who made this beauty so heartbroken!"

Just then, a teasing voice pulled her back to reality.

She looked up and saw a man holding a folding fan, smiling at her.

Wu Xuan'er frowned. This man was very handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and his features even bore a resemblance to Fu Chenchu.

Her first feeling was disgust. Now, she dislikes anything related to Fu Chenchu!

She looked away and got up to leave.

"Please wait, beautiful lady!" Fu Chenmu tried to call out to her.

But Wu Xuan'er ignored her and continued walking forward.

Fu Chenmu curled his lips into a smile, his eyes filled with interest.

He leaped up and blocked her path.

Wu Xuan'er could sense that the newcomer's martial arts were very powerful. She took a few steps back and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Chenmu smiled, his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowing as he curiously looked her over.

Seeing that she was dressed in a simple and elegant manner, he raised an eyebrow.

"You're not a maid in the Prince's mansion, are you?"