Nangong Wen looked at Nangong Yu blankly, as if he had known her for the first time.

His eyes were filled with grief and helplessness.

"Yu'er, can you let the emperor think about this matter?"

He was not afraid of offending the Fu family, and all he was afraid of was that the emperor would hear all this.

If the Emperor knew that he used his power to force others to marry Nangong Yu, he would probably be extremely disappointed with him.

Nangong Yu didn't expect that he would threaten the emperor's brother so much. The emperor's brother did not agree to her directly. She angrily pulled out the sword beside the bed and put it on her neck. There was a trace of madness deep in her beautiful eyes.

"If I can't become his wife in this life, I would rather harm myself now!" Nangong Yu's eyes were filled with tears, and her eyes were determined.

Nangong Wen was so scared that his face turned pale. He knew his sister's character well, and he would do whatever she said.

Suddenly, his eyebrows and eyes showed anxiety: "Yu'er, don't be impulsive, put down the sword first, so as not to hurt yourself by chance."

"I don't!" Nangong Yu bit his white lips tightly, her eyes filled with despair, "Brother, you will never know the feeling of loving someone but not getting. That feeling makes me worse than death. Now that I don't even help me with my closest brother, what's the point of living? I might as well die in front of you now."

Her hand suddenly exerted force, and blood flowed down from her neck, and the bright red stinged Nangong Wen's eyes.

"Yu'er!"

Nangong Wen was shocked, and powerful force spread from his body and pressed towards Nangong Yu.

Under the oppression, Nangong Yu's body stiffened, and the sword in his hand shook, falling from her palm onto the bed.

Her face was filled with a shrill smile: "Brother, you actually used pressure to deal with me, hahahaha, my favorite brother, not only refused to help me get happiness, but also used this method to prevent me from committing suicide! I tell you, I want to die, and you can't look at me all day long. When you don't notice, you can only collect the body for me."

The girl's voice was cold, and the tears on her face had already covered her face, looking miserable and ferocious.

Nangong Wen clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face turned pale, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Yu'er, you're forcing me."

At that moment, all his thoughts returned to the past...

Before Nangong Jun passed the throne to him, what kind of dire days did he live in the palace?

Her mother's family once committed a serious crime and was executed by her father's family. Her mother also died of depression. Therefore, their brother and sister had reached the point of being left unattended in the palace.

At that time, he was still young and was seriously ill in bed because he missed his mother. Yu'er risked his life to the imperial kitchen to steal food for him, and was often taught by the concubines in the harem.

And Nangong Yu was only three years old that year...

He will never forget that the young Nangong Yu limped back with a few buns. She was dirty all over, and the buns were also stained with dust, but he still ate the buns with tears in his eyes. It was also the most delicious food he had ever eaten in his life...
Chapter completed!