Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Wen Xian pushed open the door of the sleeping chamber.

His slender fingers, as cold as Jade, rested on the door frame and tightened slightly. He had just entered when he smelled a warm fragrance, but he couldn’t tell what it was.

However, it was intoxicating to smell it. It also had the unique Ambergris of an Emperor, which was a strong fragrance.

The man’s beautiful and clean eyes flickered a little. He slowly walked in, and what greeted his eyes was the Royal bed with the gauze curtain down. He could vaguely see the beautiful figure inside.

The Empress’s lowered voice was a little hoarse.

“Why are they so slow?”

Wen Xian was speechless.

He didn’t answer, and even his footsteps stopped. The expression in his eyes was a little dark.

This woman … This was ridiculous!

Behind the veil, Fu Shang stretched out his long and fair hand. Perhaps it was because of the high temperature of his body, his hand was slightly pinkish. His neatly manicured nails were round and cute, and even his fingertips were red.

“Come over…”

The Empress’s pleasant and magnetic voice sounded again, as if she was suppressing her pain.

Wen Xian didn’t move.

Through the gauze curtain, Fu di could only vaguely see a slender figure standing there. Just by looking at the figure, he could tell that it was a beauty, although it was a stranger… She couldn’t care so much anymore.

If he didn’t resolve it.

She would definitely die.

Fu min didn’t know that he was running on the road to death. He didn’t even need his slippers to pull him back.

“Why are you standing there and not moving? Didn’t li Fu teach you how to serve others? Come over here-”

The Empress’s tone was slightly impatient.

He was suppressing his unhappiness.

That pair of beautiful slender hands pinched the gauze curtain, then slowly let go and softly stretched in Wen Xian’s direction.

Her actions were inexplicably soft and obedient.

Wen Xian’s cherry-red thin lips were tightly pursed, the anger in his heart growing.

He walked towards the bed step by step and reached out to hold her slender hand. His curly eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the unknown expression in his eyes.

The feeling of the tentacles.

It was obviously hot.

Fu min’s body temperature was frighteningly high. Even Wen Xian was slightly stunned. He held her wrist and felt her pulse.

Was he poisoned by the crossing spring breeze?

No wonder.

Wen Xian’s expression was complicated as he looked at the unconscious woman on the bed. He hesitated for a moment, but it was really just a very short moment.

He raised his hand and touched the soft fabric of his collar.

“You look a little like Wen Xian.”

The Empress’s long and narrow peach blossom eyes suddenly stared straight at the man in front of her. Her red lips opened and closed as she spat out a sentence that seemed to be right but was actually wrong.

Wen Xian was speechless.

His face darkened for a moment.

This woman was still in a daze and thought that he was some wild man.

He felt a little stifled.

Great beauty Wen’s clear eyes turned slightly vicious.

Fu min felt like she was in a dream. She was like a small boat floating on the rough sea, not knowing where she was going.

Waves should come one after another.

Even though Fu min tried his best to stop the ship, even though he was sweating from exhaustion, the ship didn’t stop. Instead, it started to move faster and faster.

Perhaps it was because of her physical condition, she was a little seasick and her eyes were turning black. When he stumbled to his feet, his brain was short of oxygen for a moment, and then it was filled with colors.

In the end, she fainted on the boat.

Until he woke up the next day.

Fu min could not figure out why she could not stop the boat..