"Dad!" Fu Qingqing exclaimed, rushed to Fu Ziwen's side and knelt down, looking at his father's bubbling and bleeding wound, tears welled up in his eyes. A grief choked his throat, and he couldn't even speak, and when he opened his mouth, he only whimpered.

Fu Ziwen endured the pain, took a breath, looked at his daughter, his eyes were full of love, Qingqing, this is the last thing that Dad can do for you. The Rui Dynasty attaches great importance to filial piety, and the death of parents is the top priority, and children need to keep filial piety for three years before they can get married. Three years is the longest time he can fight for Fu Qingqing. He believed that with his daughter's intelligence, three years was enough for her to grow up and get rid of the shackles of the Meng family.

Mu Tiantuo never thought that Fu Ziwen would use this way to refuse marriage. Deng Shi was stunned on the spot, and his mind went blank. Meng Qiushuang and Shen Junya were also surprised, and for a moment, they were completely out of thought. It happened so suddenly that it was difficult to react quickly.

However, Zhuo Yucheng hurriedly stepped forward, his fingers clicked on Fu Ziwen's acupoints everywhere, and then went around behind him, raised his hand, and his palm was close to his vest, Xuanqing to the innocence of qi, and slowly entered Fu Ziwen's body. However, Fu Ziwen's knife was extremely heavy, and his lungs and intestines were pierced, and he couldn't withstand the external strength at all. A fishy sweetness surged up, and another mouthful of blood spat out.

Fu Qingqing's heart suddenly ached, tears had already slid down her cheeks, seeing Fu Ziwen in such pain, sweating profusely, she turned to Zhuo Yucheng and shook her head gently: "Shenwu Jun, don't lose your true anger again." Daddy, daddy, he can't stand it. ”

Zhuo Yucheng looked at Fu Ziwen's condition, lowered his eyelids, withdrew his hand and withdrew his move: "I'm sorry, Yucheng has no other way." "He can't control the matter of life and death, Fu Ziwen is determined to use his life in exchange for Fu Qingqing's freedom.

"Old Fu!" Mu Tiantuo roared, his expression was sad, he looked at Zhuo Yucheng: "Brother Zhuo, is there really no way?" Isn't he a cultivator in Xuanqing Palace, doesn't there be a way for those Xuanmen thaumaturges to be Fu Ziwen?

"Brother Mu, it's not that Yucheng doesn't want to save it, it's really can't be saved. The method of the Dao Gate can only solve problems, not affect the cycle of life and death! Master Fu ...... Hey......" shook his head, Zhuo Yucheng's words were like cold ice, piercing Mu Tiantuo's heart. Even Zhuo Yucheng can't help it, then, Fu Ziwen... Looking at Meng Qiushuang on the side, he saw that he was also surprised, and there was a slight anger in his eyes.

Fu Ziwen! You dare! Seeing that Fu Qingqing's plan to marry into the Meng family was mixed up by Fu Ziwen, Meng Qiushuang was naturally very angry in his heart! Surprised, he had the courage to use his own life to refuse his Meng family's violin, and the angry thing was that Fu Qingqing's duck in his hand flew like this!

This dear, it can't be done for the time being, this is already a sure fact, Fu Ziwen knows in his heart that this time, Qingqing has escaped. put his hand on the back of Fu Qingqing's hand, rubbed his thumb against his daughter's hand, and wanted to speak, but the pain made him really speechless, so he could only stare straight at his daughter, thousands of words, all hidden in this look.

Fu Qingqing's tears fell on Fu Ziwen's clothes, she understood the meaning in her father's eyes, nodded incessantly, and couldn't cry. Dad, Qingqing knows that Qingqing will definitely not disappoint your expectations.

Seeing that her daughter understood what she meant, the corners of Fu Ziwen's mouth curled up with difficulty, and his hand suddenly sank and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Yucheng couldn't bear to look at this scene, turned his head, and said to Mu Tiantuo: "Brother Mu, our Rui Dynasty has always valued filial piety, and now that Master Fu has gone, Miss Qingqing naturally wants to keep filial piety." This marriage ...... "What does he mean, Mu Tiantuo naturally knows.

Shen Junya saw Fu Qingqing holding Fu Ziwen's corpse, the pain was unbearable, her heart was really unbearable, her eyes were full of tears, she half-covered her lips, and walked to Mu Tiantuo's side: "Husband, the teacher would rather die than marry Qingqing, this marriage, let's stop it." "Thinking of Qingqing, a weak woman, suffering such a blow, Shen Junya felt pity in her heart.

When Mu Tiantuo heard this, he secretly thought to himself, Fu Ziwen was gone, and the burden of the Fu family fell on the shoulders of Fu Qingqing, the only daughter of the Fu family. Her ability is much higher than that of Fu Ziwen. Although she is a woman, her knowledge and courage are better than ordinary men, and in the future, the Fu family will definitely have a strong momentum under her care, and she may have to rely on her in the future.

Thinking like this, Mu Tiantuo made a decision in his heart: "That's it, Fu Lao has passed away, and Qingqing is really pitiful as a weak woman." In addition, our Rui Dynasty has always put filial piety first, Meng Lao, this marriage, let's do it. In this way, even Meng Qiushuang had no excuse, so she had to nod in agreement.

"After I went back, I told my father and the emperor, and by the way, I told everyone that Fu Lao died of illness, and the marriage of Fu and Meng was abandoned, and there was no funeral!" Stretched out his hand and pulled Shen Junya, faced Fu Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, Fu Lao has passed away, and the mourning is smooth." In the future, you will be the one who will carry this Fu family, and you must take care of your body. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to the Great Prince's Mansion to find this palace, and this palace will definitely do its best to help you!"

These words are infinitely blessed. Zhuo Yucheng sneered in his heart, didn't Fu Ziwen's death be forced out by you. Now it seems to be extremely caring, and it is really ridiculous to behave so much towards Fu Qingqing.

"Qingqing, thank you for the care of His Royal Highness the Great Prince. The hatred in my heart has never been so strong! Holding Fu Ziwen's hands, clenching them fiercely, his lowered face made Mu Tiantuo and his wife unable to see their expressions. But Zhuo Yucheng knew that although Fu Qingqing's words sounded respectful and docile, she must be full of hatred now!

"Well, the palace and the princess still have something to do today, so I won't bother too much. Yucheng, you are here to replace the main hall, accompany Qingqing more, and be relieved. A dead man was here, he couldn't help but be a little unlucky, turned around and glanced at Meng Qiushuang, signaling him to leave with him. I saw Meng Qiushuang bow her head, and hurriedly came to Mu Tiantuo's side, following closely behind.

"Even if Brother Mu doesn't say it, Yucheng will definitely comfort Miss Qingqing. Bowing to Mu Tiantuo, Zhuo Yucheng came to Fu Qingqing's side, put his hand on her shoulder, and his five fingers were slightly forced, as if giving her strength.

Seeing this, Mu Tiantuo took Shen Junya and Meng Qiushuang and walked out of the Fu family without looking back.

After touching the appointment for more than half an hour, after confirming that the three of them had gone away and there was no one around, Fu Qingqing unloaded her guard and cried loudly. Zhuo Yucheng waited on the side. lost his father at a young age, he deeply sympathized, and he felt Fu Qingqing's current mood. The fluctuation of emotions affects the bosom, and the phoenix makes the soul surge.

At the same time, in the middle of the flowers, Xin Yao, Qinglian and Pu Jia sat in the courtyard to rest and chat, and suddenly felt a sour feeling in her heart, which made her want to cry. His face was cold and cold, and he reached out to touch it with tears. Looking at the wetness on her hands, Xin Yao was surprised: "Strange, why is it raining." ”

Qinglian and Pujia were shocked when they saw her like this. Pu Jia got out of Qinglian's arms, touched Xinyao's cheek with a white and tender hand, and said, "What is the rain, girl, you are crying." After speaking, he turned his head to Qinglian and motioned for her to send him to Xin Yao's lap.

Qinglian smiled faintly, and sent Pujia to Xin Yao. Sitting on Xin Yao's lap, the little bud on top of Pu Jia's head inadvertently rubbed Xin Yao's face, and there was a burst of itching, which made Xin Yao smile slightly: "Pu Jia, the little bud on your head tickles me so much." ”

"It's called Pu Jia, how can you be so big and small. "The milk voice said reprimanding people, this contrast, is really cute. As he spoke, he put his hand on Xin Yao's wrist and carefully took her pulse. The pulse is stable, the internal breath is smooth, and there is no pain, so what is this girl crying about?

Putting down her hand, Chong Qinglian shook her head slightly, signaling that Xin Yao was fine.

"Strange, you girl, you're not sick or in pain, why are you crying?" Pu Jia couldn't think through, tilted her little head, and stared straight into Xin Yao's eyes.

When Xin Yao heard this, she looked up at Qinglian, only to see that she was also puzzled.

"Miss Xinyao, but what sad things have you thought of?" Now there are two strings of tears on Xinyao's face, which is really pitiful and pitiful. Qinglian took Pu Jia back from Xin Yao's lap and held it in her arms.

Xinyao shook her head: "I don't know, I've been chatting with you, and I haven't thought of anything sad, and I don't feel any pain in my body." I don't know why my heart is a little sour. It was just that I was suddenly a little sad, and tears spontaneously welled up.

The three of them looked at each other, and no one could find the reason. At this moment, the blood jade on Xin Yao's waist once again emitted a strange red light, this time, it was even more magnificent and dazzling than before, and suddenly, the three of them covered their eyes one after another. After the tea effort, the red light dissipated, Pu Jia and Qinglian slowly put down the hand covering their eyes and looked at Xin Yao, but they were surprised to find that she had fainted.

"What's going on!?" this is the first time I've seen this situation, and I'm amazed when I see it!

Qinglian also looked unclear, and the two of them set their eyes on the piece of blood jade on Xin Yao's waist. What is this strange red light, why does Xin Yao fall into a coma every time it appears, what kind of connection does this have with Xin Yao, and what kind of secret is behind it.

"You can't let Miss Xinyao faint here like this, you have to carry her back to the house. When Shenwu Jun returns, he can ask what the reason is. Qinglian said, put down Pu Jia, came to Xin Yao's side, pulled one of Xin Yao's arms and hung it on her slender shoulder, and the other hand was wrapped around her waist, exerting a slight force, then set her up and walked in the direction of the bedroom.

"Lady, wait for me!" The child's body, the sadness of short legs, saw that his own lady personally carried Xinyao into the house, and made a note in his heart, Lady, I will also hug and hug back to the bedroom like this in the future. happily followed behind the two of them, and jumped into Xinyao's bedroom.