Cold-faced Empress

Mo Canglan stepped back, preventing her from touching him.

Fu Siying immediately raised her eyebrows and looked furious. Without saying a word, she forcefully stepped forward to grab him.

Mo Canglan hurriedly brushed her hand away with his sleeve and said coldly, "It's cold; it will hurt you."

Thinking of his amazing skill of creating snow with two fingers just now, Fu Siying stopped and looked at him angrily: "I'll either freeze to death or be poisoned. So, my only fate is to die?"

Suddenly, Mo Canglan raised an eyebrow: "Everyone must die eventually."

“I…” Fu Siying wanted to curse him but didn’t know how, so she could only stare at him and grit her teeth.

Chu Ziqi was taken away by Changyi's army, while Fu Siying and Rong Chen followed King Mu's entourage back to the city.

Along the way, Rong Chen, a little man, was so anxious he was almost crying: "Sister, what are you going to do? How are we going to tell Mom and Dad when we get home?"

Fu Siying was certainly more worried than him.

Suddenly realizing something, Rong Chen let out a regretful wail: "I shouldn't have gone with you to deal with that Young Master He. If I hadn't let you do as you pleased today, we wouldn't have run into that assassin!"

Upon suddenly hearing He Changyi's name, Fu Siying felt as if she had swallowed a mouthful of mud, her feelings extremely complicated.

Rong Chen is right... If she hadn't caused trouble for He Changyi, she really wouldn't have suffered this calamity!

Unexpectedly, after beating He Changyi half to death, her own life was also nearing its end.

Midway through the journey, Fu Siying angrily dismounted and insisted on boarding Mo Canglan's carriage.

Because the warmth from attending the banquet had dissipated from Mo Canglan's body, and the destruction of Chu Ziqi's sword had also depleted his power, his carriage was now as hot as Laozi's furnace, and Mo Canglan was the pill being refined.

As soon as she entered the carriage, Fu Siying felt like she was on fire. She hurriedly moved closer to Mo Canglan to try and balance her body temperature. This time, Mo Canglan no longer avoided her, but simply avoided physical contact.

Fu Siying uttered only four words: "You have to take responsibility."

Mo Canglan glanced at her sideways, nestled in the warm cashmere blanket, and said lazily, "Since neither of us is married, what responsibility do I have?"

Fu Siying glared at him: "If it weren't for you, how could I have been poisoned?"

"He was a wanted criminal by the imperial court. Now that he has been captured and brought to justice, it is considered that you have done a good deed. I will petition the emperor for you, so that you can die with honor, and the Fu family will also be honored because of you."

"I!"

"Don't touch me, or you'll freeze to death."

Fu Siying angrily withdrew her fist, grinding her teeth fiercely, the more she looked at Mo Canglan, the more she felt he was a scoundrel.

"Do you really have to kill Chu Ziqi? Can't you spare his life and at least let me live?"

Mo Canglan not only did not answer her question, but also asked in return: "He only wants to live now, but if he wants wealth and honor and promotion in the future, should I also consider your life and agree to his request?"

These words left Fu Siying speechless. She stared at him blankly, unable to utter a word.

Yes, once threatened by Chu Ziqi, the threat will only intensify. Chu Ziqi has more than just her under his control. And Mo Canglan, of course, is not someone Chu Ziqi can easily manipulate.

Seeing that Fu Siying finally fell silent, Mo Canglan slowly closed his eyes, letting her think wildly.

After a long while, they finally returned to the capital. When they heard the servants outside saying that Miss Fu could get off the carriage and return home, Fu Siying grabbed the window frame and said, "I'm not leaving!"