Fuyin knew that these people were snobbish and didn't take it to heart. The dishes were prepared and served on the table, messy, some of the dishes were not yet cooked, and they successfully watched the changes in the faces of the two of them.

"Fuyin, are you sure these are what we eat?"

"Of course!" Seeing Linghu Yiyu's skeptical expression, "I don't believe it, I'll show you." "Fuyin eats it like no one else, with a piece of egg in his pocket, and the broken eggshell sticks to it.

Duanmu Qinghe also restrainedly sandwiched a piece of pork slices, which were still bloodshot, and he swallowed saliva vigorously when he saw Fuyin, worried about whether he would have diarrhea after eating like this.

Of course, Linghu Yiyu knew that Fuyin was deliberately finding fault, and seeing Qinghe like this, he quickly changed the topic, "Why don't we drink for a while first, I remember Qinghe, your amount of wine is not a thousand glasses, Fuyin go get the wine, let's have a few glasses with Qinghe." ”

said that when he was the princess, now this situation is still like her is a maid, when will this bad habit be changed, "Wait!"

Fuyin couldn't drink, so he sat bored next to the two of them and watched them drink.

It happened suddenly.

Qinghe suddenly clutched his stomach, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. His eyes were firmly fixed on Fuyin, and he raised his lips and said three words, 'Why'.

Linghu Yiyu seemed to have an understanding, looking at Fuyin, there was disappointment and puzzlement in his eyes. There are too many of them, and Fuyin doesn't dare to think about it.

Fuyin explained helplessly, she didn't want Hu Yiyu to suspect her, "It's not me, you drank it just now, isn't it okay." "I was crying.

Without waiting for Hu Yiyu to react, Duanmu Qinghe, who was lying in her arms, shouted almost inaudibly, "It hurts!" ”

One word seized his hesitation, Fuyin watched Linghu Yiyu leave with Duanmu Qinghe in his arms, and didn't leave her a glance, he couldn't say what it was like in his heart, Fuyin always maintained the posture just now.

The people in the palace came and went outside the door, thinking that the situation of Duanmu Qinghe should be very urgent! Think about it carefully, if Linghu Yiyu identified it as her, then how would she ......

didn't allow her to continue to think about it, Master Xiao took a group of family members away from her.

In the dungeon of the palace, Fuyin was tied to a pillar, "What do you want?" "Is it useful to beg for mercy with these people who dream of her death!

"I don't want to do anything, it's just that you poisoned Miss Qinghe, and the prince ordered us to take you down."

Since it is an order from the prince, what do you have to say, if you say too much, it is just a laughing stock, Fuyin raised her head and the corners of her mouth were full of smiles, and that smile seemed arrogant to outsiders.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead, call me." Usually there is no way to take her under the protection of the prince, but now that it falls into her hands, she must be told to survive and not to die, in order to repay the hatred in her heart.

"Xiao Yumei, I told you that if it falls into your hands today, I will plant it, but I will ask you to repay it a hundred times and a thousand times one day."

"I also want you to have your life to go out, do you want to try these ten tortures one by one."

"Bah, don't forget that I am the princess of the prince's book, the princess appointed by the emperor today. Aside from these, I still have a life-saving grace to the prince. If Duanmu Qinghe hadn't died, and you had killed me, do you think the prince would let you go, even if your father was favored by the emperor, the emperor would not let you go easily, and your father's lax discipline would also be punished. ”

When Xiao Yumei heard this, she was so angry that she couldn't be killed casually when she finally fell into her hands, so she had to tremble and point her hand, "Even if you are ruthless, but you don't want to go out safely and soundly, beat, beat hard." ”

The leather whip hit Fuyin's body mercilessly, and when the whip fell, there was a blood mark, and it was covered in blood after a short time. Fuyin, who is stubborn by nature, knows that shouting in front of his enemies can only be exchanged for contempt and contempt.

It's just that his lips are bitten, and his face is already full of tears, and he just doesn't beg for mercy. Before Fuyin fell into a coma, he seemed to see Linghu Yiyu's anxious and worried face, laughing at his wishful thinking self-deprecatingly, he should be by Duanmu Qinghe's side now.

Fuyin dreamed of the man under the blue sky again. The surface of the lake was sparkling, there were a few fireflies flying in the air, the man had long hair and was holding a woman in his arms, and slowly the woman turned into a point of light and disappeared.

The man raised his arm, purple light accumulating in his palm. Fuyin had a feeling that the man must be looking for a short-sightedness, and the heartache that came unexpectedly, "Don't! ”

The man turned a deaf ear, and Fuyin wanted to rush forward, but he couldn't move.

Can you only watch? A kind old man appeared in the blue canopy and blocked the man's behavior, and after saying a few words, the man nodded.

The old man turned the man into a point of light and put it in his sleeve, nodded and smiled at Fuyin, "This is not the place you should be. ”

It seemed like a century had passed, and Fuyin's fingers on the bed moved slightly, "Yinyin, are you okay?" ”

"Ahh My head hurts, where am I? "I suddenly remembered that I was supposed to be in a dungeon.

"You're okay... Great, good! "Dizziness hits.

On that day, he just asked someone to bring Fuyin to ask if anyone had been to the kitchen, but the people who went there had not come back for a long time, worried that Fuyin had left or that something had happened.

But he didn't expect his worries to come true, and when he arrived in the dungeon, Fuyin was tied to a pillar covered in blood and was already unconscious. He didn't dare to imagine if he was one step too late, if he would never see Fuyin again.

found the best doctor in the capital, and rushed to the palace non-stop, looking for the best imperial doctor, but what did they tell him! Tell him to be mentally prepared, what is mental preparation, he didn't believe it, so he waited sleeplessly in front of the Fuyin bed, and finally ......

After the examination of the imperial doctor, Fuyin only needs to recuperate well and scab over the wound for a few days, because of excessive blood loss, he should rest well. As for the prince, he is just overworked, and his nerves have been in a tense state for the past few days, and now he will faint when he relaxes, so it's no big deal.

In addition to Xiaoping giving her food and changing the dressing, Fuyin couldn't see anyone on this day, "Sister Fuyin, why don't you see the prince!" He didn't even go into the ground to change the medicine for you and serve you, never pretending to others, Xiao Yumei was also driven home by him. ”

"Does it matter? It didn't matter from the time he didn't believe me. She still remembered that after the imperial doctor came, Duanmu Qinghe knelt down and begged her to leave the prince with the support of the servants.

"But..." only one sentence successfully blocked Xiaoping's mouth.

Try not to think about the prince's bloodshot eyes, stubble, and the sentence before he passed out, 'It's great that you're okay!'.

Xiaoping silently closed the door and shook at Linghu Yiyu.

Tomorrow is the time to go on the expedition, Yang Bizhu persuaded Hu Yiyu to go back to the room to rest outside the Fuyin Gate. Then came the butler's voice, "Lord Wang, go and take a look, Miss Qinghe is dying." ”

The outsiders are scattered, and the poisoning will never end so quickly, and their purpose has not been achieved yet, how can they break up so quickly.

Sure enough, in the evening, Ling Hu Yiyu pushed open the door of Fuyin, and his face was tired mixed with guilt. Laiyi Fuyin had already guessed, "Do you want to tell me I'm sorry, do you want me?"

Give her the throne of the princess"

He didn't want to look at Fuyin's expression, he was afraid of seeing disappointment from inside, "Yinyin ......"

"Even if I don't let you, I'm going to do it."

“……”

“… Yes, the imperial doctor said that Qinghe was terminally ill, and she said that her greatest wish in this life is to be my princess, sorry, although these three words mean nothing to you. But he will spend his life paying for his debt to Fuyin.

"Then what are you doing here with me now, do you want me to smile and congratulate you on finally tying the knot, or let me scold you for abandoning your chaos and abandonment, Linghu Yiyu, I never knew you were so incorruptible and shameful." scolded and scolded, and tears fell uncontrollably.