After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

Chu Qinghuang did not wake up until noon the next day. Even though the world was upside down outside, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her. No one dared to come and disturb her sleep.

Fucang put one hand around Chu Qinghuang's slender waist and put the other hand under her neck. It looked like Chu Qinghuang was being held in his arms... After waking up, Chu Qinghuang was really right She was stunned for a while looking at her sleeping position at this time, and wanted to know what Fucang did while she was asleep?

Why was she resting her head on his arm and being held in his arms like this?

Is this how you fight for favor?

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Fu Cang open his eyes, as if he was in a trance just after waking up. His thoughts in his eyes were confused for a moment, and then he saw his pupils moving a little bit, looking at Chu Qinghuang, who was pillowing him under his head. arms, silent.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

"Subordinate..."

Chu Qinghuang sat up and freed his arm. Fu Cang immediately stood up and knelt down: "This subordinate offends the master and deserves death."

Chu Qinghuang said calmly: "If you can tell me truthfully how your arm got under my head, I may believe your sincerity in asking for forgiveness at this time."

Fucang lowered his head and said nothing.

"Um?"

"Subordinate..."

"Think of the consequences of lying."

"I don't dare." Fucang's voice became smaller and smaller. "I just want to get closer to my master. I can't deliberately offend my master. This subordinate... I didn't do anything. I beg your master to see clearly."

"What else do you want to do to me?"

"No." Fucang defended, "I don't dare to think about anything."

Chu Qinghuang looked at him expressionlessly: "..."

Fu Cang tightened his grip on his trouser legs, "This subordinate deserves to die."

Chu Qinghuang turned around and pulled up the curtain, looked at the sky outside, and said calmly: "I'll give you some tea time to wash up."

"yes."

Fucang got up from the bed, put on his shoes silently and walked out. He turned back halfway and looked at Chu Qinghuang: "I will be back soon to help the master change. The master will lie down for a while."

Chu Qinghuang ignored him.

Fu Cang turned around and left, feeling quite innocent and guilty after making a mistake.

Even his back looks less confident.

Chu Qinghuang watched silently, and suddenly felt that Fucang's mood had obviously increased recently, and he had changed a lot compared to the shadow guard who was always cold, indifferent and taciturn.

Is this a good change, or is it bad?

The Shadow Guards have undergone rigorous training since childhood, and their emotions have been wiped out day after day. Apart from their strong skills and loyalty engraved in their bones, they will not have any emotional fluctuations. All love, hate, resentment and anger are inappropriate. It exists, and those who violate it will die.

Because too strong a skill means danger, once the emotion arises, it can easily backfire on its master.

But Fucang seems to be different.

Chu Qinghuang silently thought about it. Ever since she became Chu Qinghuang, Fucang had obeyed her... Although she had also obeyed her original owner before, the feeling was different.

Moreover, the step-by-step development of the matter was beyond her expectation. From the initial pity for his situation to later allowing him to get closer step by step, she didn't seem to feel anything wrong even though he had already exceeded the rules and propriety between master and slave. inappropriate--

Even though she had always done whatever she wanted, she couldn't help but think about whether such closeness was right or not.

"Master." After Fu Cang finished washing, he returned to the inner room. He was dressed cleanly and coldly in black robes. He stood respectfully in front of Chu Qinghuang, holding a dark red robe in his hand. "I will wait for the master to change."

Chu Qinghuang raised her eyes and looked at him: "Fucang, do you still remember your identity?"

Fucang was startled, then his face turned pale, and the robe in his hand seemed to suddenly weigh a thousand pounds.

For a moment, he turned around and hung up his robe without saying a word. He swept his body away and hid himself in a corner in an instant.

The lonely and gloomy atmosphere lingers in the dormitory like a shadow.

Chu Qinghuang looked at the empty inner room silently and said coldly: "Did I ask you to hide?"

The air was chilly.

Fucang's body swept away and appeared silently in front of him in an instant. He pursed his lips and looked at Chu Qinghuang, looking at a loss.

Chu Qinghuang sighed silently, stood up and said, "Change."

Fu Cang's lips relaxed: "Yes."

The lonely and gloomy atmosphere disappeared silently, Fu Cang took Chu Qinghuang's robe again, and waited for her to dress with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

"Do you understand music?"

Fu Cang was stunned for a moment and slowly shook his head: "I don't understand."

"Go and get my ebony piano later." Chu Qinghuang ordered calmly, "Today I will teach you a killing technique using sound to control the air. You can kill invisible people from a distance without leaving any traces."

What to learn to play chess?

Since he is a shadow guard, he should naturally focus on improving his martial arts. Anything else is a waste of time.

Fu Cang nodded: "Yes."

As long as it was taught by his master and asked him to learn, he was willing to learn anything.