The beautiful and slender Emperor raised her hand, her snow-white fingers held onto Fu min's hand, and with a little force, she actually pushed her away.
He looked at Fu min.
"I'm going to watch the funeral, I don't have time to play with you here," he said indifferently.
His voice sounded quite calm, gentle and calm. His low magnetic voice was like a kitten's paw that tickled people's hearts.
He was clearly throwing a tantrum.
Fu Shang was speechless.
She watched as Yan Qi slowly walked away, but she didn't follow him. Her eyes narrowed slightly.
Then, something that could be seen with the naked eye.
Yan Qi's footsteps slowed down even more. His tall and slender back exuded a sense of loneliness for no reason, like a pitiful person who had been abandoned.
Why aren't you coaxing me?
I've already walked so far!
Hmph, what a half-hearted woman, not a single word she said was true!
.. You really don't like me.
I'm sad and aggrieved.