Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy - LightNovelsOnl.com
You're reading novel online at LightNovelsOnl.com. Please use the follow button to get notifications about your favorite novels and its latest chapters so you can come back anytime and won't miss anything.
Chapter 1124: My gentle tyrant (2)_1
Ever since he received the storyline …
Fu min stayed in this world for three whole months and nothing happened. Nothing happened and she didn’t even trigger any random event. Other than her few maids and her father, she didn’t meet anyone else.
Counting the days, there were still about two months before that dog Emperor would issue an imperial decree to summon her into the palace.
Fu Shang instantly wilted.
She actually wanted to have some fun in the palace. It was quite interesting to have a Palace fight while ensuring that she would not be killed. To be honest, Fu min was a little eager to try it out with a group of women fighting.
This dynasty had quite a lot of restrictions on women. The young ladies of the official families generally didn’t go out. The Lantern Festival, which was finally coming up, allowed the girls to go out and play, even to the night market.
Fu Shang came alive again.
Lantern Festival, night market.
This was definitely a scene that would trigger the plot!
Don’t ask her why she was speaking in such a tone. It was because she had played too many orange light games in her previous life and had not recovered from it.
..
Fu Shang was wearing a veil for no other reason than that his face was too attractive, only revealing a pair of soul-stirring eyes.
Her brows were naturally filled with emotion, and when she stared at someone with her bright eyes, it was easy for them to fall into such a gentle embrace.
Fu min wasn’t going out to play this time, she was going to trigger the plot.
However, she didn’t know if even the heavens were against her. Not to mention meeting any important figures, she didn’t even encounter the vulgar scene of a typical tyrant forcefully s.n.a.t.c.hing women.
Fu Shang was speechless.
He had never encountered such a f * cking thing.
Buzzzzzz!
Just as Fu Shang was about to return to her residence, a low and pleasant male voice suddenly came from behind her.
“Miss, please wait.”
Fu Shang stopped in his tracks!
The plot is here?
She slowly turned around and looked up with her clear, gla.s.s-like eyes.
He looked at the person.
Hiss, even though she was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, she was still stunned by the person in front of her.
He was a n.o.ble and elegant young master. He was very good-looking with dark hair and a slightly pale face. His lips seemed to be stained with Rouge, and the most beautiful part was his slightly melancholic black eyes, which were slightly gloomy.
She was even more beautiful than the original body, the number one beauty of Lin ‘an.
Oh, the plot didn’t come, but her little Tiantian came.
Although he said that in his heart, he still pretended not to know her.
“What’s the matter, young master?”
The other party raised his hand.
Fu Shang lowered his eyes.
This pair of delicate hands was holding a handkerchief made of white and soft fabric, with a small Chu character on the corner.
Fu min recognized that it was hers.
But she couldn’t figure out why it had dropped, she had clearly put it properly …
“Young lady’s handkerchief fell.”
This person’s tone was cold, as if he had simply picked up the girl’s handkerchief and returned it. After saying such a short sentence, he did not speak again.
The young man held the handkerchief with his long fingers, as if to signal her to quickly take the handkerchief.
Fu Shang took the handkerchief and thanked the man.
The young man glanced at her indifferently and gave a soft “hmm” before turning around to leave.
Fu Shang,” Ha?”
He’s leaving?
“Young master, please wait,” she said subconsciously.
The man turned around and looked at her coldly. There was no emotion in his dark eyes, and his thin red lips were slightly open.
“What’s the matter?”
Fu Shang’s eyes were as beautiful as the stars.
Bright and innocent.
“May I ask for young master’s name?”