Chapter 1362 Cute

Enjoy the ultimate extravagant beauty.

No one spoke on the field.

Their breathing was stagnant.

He picked up a piece of brocade handkerchief beside him and wiped his hands, slowly, then... picked up the pen again, and dipped the tip of the pen in cinnabar.

Continued to draw.

He ignored the maid.

The maid knelt on the ground, her face blank.

She actually forgot about tea and her situation.

She could only stare blankly at Yuan Xiu's every move.

Her heart was beating violently.

Just like the heartbeats of everyone on the field, including those of Han Yutao's fans.

If these fans had some comments on Han Yutao's performance before, such as gentleness, such as handsomeness...

But this scene of Gu Weiman...

The whole picture seemed to form an invisible big hand, trapping everyone in place.

It was impossible to say anything, and it was impossible to shout.

The feeling of suffocation of the soul being crushed.

I don't know how long it took for the maid to come back to her senses, her face pale.

Trembling all over.

"Sir, Sir..." She clenched her hands, "Did you know I was going to hurt you?"

The room was silent.

Yuan Xiu did not speak.

The muscles on the maid's face trembled, nervous and afraid.

She suddenly leaned over, picked up a broken porcelain piece on the ground, and scratched it towards her neck.

But she was blocked by the man's hand.

The maid's eyelashes trembled.

Yuan Xiu had already withdrawn his hand indifferently, he put down the pen and walked towards the door of the study.

The maid was stunned:

"Sir, why don't you let me die?"

The man turned his back to the maid, his expression was extremely indifferent, and after a second, he said in a light voice, "It's okay."

As he said, he clenched his fist and coughed twice.

Everyone realized his morbidity.

He was brilliant, but died young.

At this time, Yuan Xiu was already a powerful official, but his health was getting worse.

How amazing he was just now, how distressing he was at this moment.

The maid's eyes were full of pain and regret.

She watched Yuan Xiu's slightly hunched figure slowly walk out.

"Ka!"

Shu Wenhao jumped up from his seat and looked at Gu Weimian with excitement.

Everyone came back to their senses. They were just acting...

That...wasn't Yuan Xiu.

But the sense of melancholy brought by the heavy history still lingered.

No one spoke.

Most people were still immersed in sadness.

It was heartache, and they hoped that he would survive.

To survive and see the Central Plains that he had integrated, to survive and see the prosperous era that he had created.

Such heartache made Han Yutao's fans burst into tears.

I don't know which fan said, "I don't think she acted as well as Taotao. It's so depressing. I don't like it."

Others frowned.

Before they could speak, another fan echoed the previous fan, "That's right, I still think Taotao is handsome, Taotao is so gentle."

The two of them were talking lively.

The fan who spoke at the beginning even clenched his fist in the direction of Han Yutao: "Taotao, we will always support you, Gu Weimian's acting is rubbish! Not good at all! Shouldn't Yuan Xiu be handsome?"

Han Yutao's brows relaxed slightly.

Luckily... he still has fans.

The short-haired fan who was responsible for uploading the video to Weibo had just finished what he was doing. Hearing this, he raised his eyes coldly and looked at the two people who were talking,

"Don't take your ignorance as cute, okay?"