Fu Jun's eyes widened, he didn't say or move, and waited patiently for the figure to appear.

She had plenty of time to wait. She's been waiting for a lifetime, hasn't she? Such a cold and short life, she has already waited.

And in this life, she finally waited, and she finally had that warmth. Therefore, she can wait any longer, as long as that person can appear, as long as those soft hands can stroke the top of her hair again. She could have waited forever.

Fu Jun suddenly felt as if he had flown up, until he flew into the air, looking down at the crowd at his feet.

Many figures ran under her feet, Huaisu, Shen's mother, and Xu Niangzi, they ran over and helped the little girl who fell to the ground up. Fu Geng shouted loudly, hugged the little girl and ran to the porch, Dr. Zhang put his hand under the little girl's nose, tried her breathing, and turned his head to tell others something.

Many people were crying, and others were screaming something. Fu Jun couldn't hear clearly, she only saw people's mouths open and close, and the expressions on their faces changed back and forth. The scene in front of me is like a silent movie, there are no lines, only people's silent performances.

She floated above the little girl, the little girl's eyes were tightly closed, there was no trace of blood on her pale face, and one hand was still clutching one of Fu Geng's sleeves.

Alas, poor child! Fu Jun sighed pityingly.

She didn't want to stay here anymore, the air was suffocating her, her heart hurting, and her head hurting.

She looked up at the sky in the distance. At some point, the sky turned into a dull darkness. Some slender white snow particles fell silently and quickly, and soon, the world under her feet was covered in a snow country.

What a beautiful and quiet world.

Fu Jun looked at the darkness ahead. That's where these white elves come from. She also wanted to fly there, and she believed that someone was waiting for her there.

However, her legs were like cans of lead, and the flying snow particles were swept up by the wind and turned into snow-colored swirls. Suck her firmly. She was no longer able to fly. can only indulge heavily in this snow-white world......

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Fu Geng held his hands and stood in front of the bed with a withered face, looking at his daughter's sleepy face.

Fu Jun has been asleep like this for three whole days.

In the past three days, Fu Geng has been emaciated at a speed visible to the naked eye. He looked like he was ten years older. The sideburns already have a frost color.

He was tired. Exhausted and exhausted. But he couldn't fall. He has so much to take care of and too many people to meet. And his daughter, his only closest relative, also needs his care.

Doctor Lu just came to see Fu Jun.

He only returned to Beijing two days after Wang's death, and as soon as he came back, he was invited by Fu Geng, and in the past two days, Doctor Lu was prescribing medicine to Fu Jun's pulse.

Before leaving, Doctor Lu was telling Mrs. Hou that Fu Jun was fine, but he was too tired and needed to rest. However, this is just his statement in front of people. And in no one's place, he pulled Fu Geng and whispered to him that what Fu Jun got was probably a soul-leaving disease.

Lu Yizheng said that the person who suffers from this disease is not physically ill, but subconsciously unwilling to wake up. Fu Jun, who lost her mother, suffered spiritual pain that needed to be repaired through sleep. Therefore, Lu Yizheng only prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves, and asked Fu Geng to wait patiently.

"When she feels less sad and sad, she will wake up." Lu Yizheng said finally, then shook his head and left with a sigh.

Fu Geng stared at his daughter's pale little face, his heart seemed to be screwed by something, and it was painful and almost suffocating.

He reached out and covered his chest, gasping for breath, leaning forward with a pained expression. Xu Niangzi on the side hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea, and Huai Su held it in front of Fu Geng, but he waved his hand.

After a while, the pain faded. Fu Geng straightened up with a pale face, calmed his breathing, and said to Xu Niangzi and Huai Su tiredly: "The two of you will stay here firmly, and no one will be allowed to leave." ”

Xu Niangzi and Huaisu should both be.

Fu Geng stretched out his hand and rubbed the corner of his forehead, his wrist crossed the rough fabric of the plain clothes, and his heart was torn again.

He didn't know when his daughter would wake up, so he could only ask someone to keep watch. Fortunately, although my daughter was asleep, she was able to feed some liquids. Xu Niangzi followed the recipe in the palace, boiled thick chicken soup and meat and bone broth with her own hands, and fed it several times a day, Fu Jun's face looked more ruddy than before.

Thinking of this, Fu Geng glanced at Xu Niangzi gratefully, and said, "I'm tired of you, I really can't take care of it." Sister Tang still wants to bother you to take care of it more. I'm the only one left now, and if anything happens to her, I'll ......" His voice gradually lowered, and his red eyes glistened with tears, but he couldn't say any more.

Xu Niangzi bowed down and said, "Third master, don't worry, I will take good care of the fourth girl, and there will be no mistakes." She spoke in a very solemn tone. Fu Geng knew that people like Xu Niangzi who made promises would do what they said.

He didn't know what to say to express his gratitude, so he could only arch his hand towards Xu Niangzi, then turned around and left the west wing, and stepped out of the courtyard gate of Qiu Xiju.

Mrs. Fang Cai Hou sent someone to come over to spread the word, saying that there was something important to discuss, and he went to Rongxuan Hall quickly.

Events? Fu Geng wanted to laugh when he heard this word.

What could be greater than his wife and daughter? Even the emperor granted him half a month's leave and asked him to handle the funeral well. This honorable Mrs. Pingnanhou, where did you come from to find him as a concubine?

Fu Geng had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, his hands were on his shoulders, he was wearing a very eye-catching coarse cloth plain suit, with a white silk wrapped around his waist, and entered Rongxuan Hall unhurriedly.

He knew that Mrs. Hou was taboo about this. However, he didn't come by himself, Mrs. Hou had something "important" and was in a hurry to find him, and since he had important things, he didn't have time to change this plain clothes, so he could only wear them to show Mrs. Hou.

When Fu Geng stepped into Rongxuan Hall, Mrs. Hou was wearing a dark purple tuanhua placket, and was sitting upright in the west room, leaving only Yu mother and Su Yun to serve.

Fu Geng entered the door by Yu's mother and let Fu Geng into the house.

"Saburo is here." Mrs. Hou said gently, Su Yun took Fu Geng's favorite tea and put it in his hand.

Fu Geng lowered his eyes and asked, "I don't know what the mother wants to discuss when she calls her son over?" With that, he seemed to unintentionally stroke his hand to the white silk on his waist.

Regarding Fu Geng's actions, Mrs. Hou unusually did not express any dissatisfaction, but only said with concern: "San Lang has lost weight again." I know you've worked hard these two days, but you also have to take care of your body. ”

Fu Geng replied lightly with a "yes", and then stopped making a sound.

Mrs. Hou glanced at Yu's mother, Yu's mother understood, quietly withdrew from the door with Su Yun, closed the door from the outside, and the two personally guarded the door, not allowing others to disturb.

No one knew what Mrs. Hou and Fu Geng said in that closed door. Yu's mother and Su Yun guarded the door very strictly, even if a little girl passed under the porch, they would all drive people away.

The little girls could only hide on the edge of the cloister, behind the pillars, and peek in.

After half a burnt incense, Fu Geng walked out of the door, dressed in plain clothes lining him like a son in distress, handsome with vicissitudes of life, which was particularly pitiful. There was no expression on his face, and he still walked out of the courtyard gate of Rong Xuan Hall unhurriedly.

The little girls' eyes were locked on the thin and slender back for a long time. Even if he is haggard, Fu Saburo's handsomeness is still exciting. (To be continued......)

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