"You're coming back late."

Mo Heng hugged Furuo off the carriage, and his eyebrows twisted: "Why is it lighter, is your body still uncomfortable?" ”

She said that when she came back, when he finished his official business, she would play with him for two more days.

Mo Heng was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night.

Today, Fu Ruo applied a layer of light rouge, painted a bright mouth zhu, and wore a tang-colored brocade made by Mo Heng last time.

She smiled lightly: "No." ”

Suddenly feeling a coldness on his face, Furuo exclaimed: "Ah." ”

She looked up at the sky: "It's snowing." ”

"Well, it's snowing."

Mo Heng didn't look at the sky, he looked at Fu Ruo's eyes that were as bright as stars, which were filled with joy and joy.

A little snow made her so happy.

"Don't you put me down yet?"

Fu Ruo touched the back of Mo Heng's hand, coquettish.

The man's body trembled, and the place where she touched it was hot.

I couldn't stop curling up with my fingertips.

He gently put her down, and saw her stretch out her hand and look at him: "You are familiar with the capital, you take me to play." ”

His large hand wrapped around her small hand, but her slender fingers nimbled through his.

Ten fingers interlocked.

Mo Heng froze in place.

"What's wrong?" Furuo turned her eyes to look at him, and the snow fell on her long eyelashes, flickering.

Mo Heng reached out and dusted off the snow from her eyelashes.

"No, it's fine."

He squeezed her hand, "Let's go." ”

Walking side by side in the snow, this scene is like seeing it in a dream.

Fu Ruo took the initiative and made Mo Heng trance-like a few times.

Why, does he have a feeling of being loved by her with all his heart?

It's a delusion.

As she said, she has someone in her heart, and it won't be him.

He never forgot the three promises he made with her.

Go to the teahouse to eat tea and listen to the play.

The actor was wearing heavy makeup, babbling and singing, and her shoulders suddenly sank, and she slammed her head on his shoulder.

Fu Ruo pinched his nose and smiled helplessly: "If you say it's good to come out to play, why are you sleepy?" ”

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." Mo Heng stroked her sideburns and watched her close her eyes and sleep peacefully.

Furuo's body has changed from a 38-year-old yesterday to a 58-year-old today.

Not even as good as a real fifty-eight-year-old.

999 can't stand it anymore: [You should go back to bed and lie down and wait for the last moment now, instead of speeding up the consumption of your own life. 】

Furuo didn't hear it.

When he regained consciousness again, Furuo was no longer in the teahouse, and he changed places, smelling the smell, and it was a place to eat.

Mo Heng wasn't there, but Red Aya was.

"The girl didn't know that when the master left the teahouse with the girl in his arms, everyone stopped watching the play, just stared at the girl and the master."

Fu Ruo laughed at himself: "Do we have a better play than the stage?" ”

"How could it not be? The master and the girl are much better than that play! ”

In the eyes of Hong Aya, whether it is the former master or the current master, he is the best master in the world.

Mo Heng came back, followed by a large table of food, a dazzling array of delicacies, and Fu Ruo didn't know which plate to clip.

"You're ordering too much."

"If you can't finish eating, let the lone wolf eat."

Hong Aya, who was waiting on the side, almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and the lone wolf in the dark was very puzzled: Is he such a person who can eat in the eyes of his master?

On a snowy day, the streets are more crowded than usual.

When Furuo woke up in the carriage, she was a little helpless, she pressed the corner of her forehead and asked, "Am I asleep again?" ”

The energy of this body was so bad that Fu Ruo couldn't finish a full meal, and Mo Heng only thought that she had gone home yesterday and played hard.

He said we would come out at night to see the lantern festival.

Fu Ruo said "yes" and fell asleep in Mo Heng's arms.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep or when she had woken up.

I only knew that when I woke up, Red Aya secretly had red eyes.

"The girl is awake?" Hong Aya hurriedly smiled, "Is the girl hungry, I'll let the small kitchen cook something that the girl likes to eat?" ”

Fu Ruo replied: "What about Mo Heng?" ”

Red Aya lowered her head and said nothing.

Furuo asked again, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Red Aya endured her crying: "The girl slept all day. ”

A whole day......

Fu Ruo suddenly felt an itchy throat, and couldn't help coughing, and a burst of fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

Time is running out.

She swallowed the fishy sweetness alive.

"Red Aya, you call Mo Heng over."

Fu Ruo touched his cheek, it was cold, and he gradually lost the temperature of a living person.

She slept all day, and it was impossible for Mo Heng not to be by her side.

The only possible ......

He went to a healer, and he went to a healer who could cure her 'sickness.'

Fu Ruo even felt difficult to speak: "Let him come back sooner, faster." ”

She couldn't wait.

999 Reminder: [The host health has entered the countdown, please be ready to enter the next plane.] 】

Hongya couldn't hold back any longer, said "yes", and ran out of Shuiyue Pavilion crying.

Furuo stood up and shouted, "Mulan, Pear Blossom." ”

"Give me some makeup."

……

When Mulan and Pear Blossom were grooming her, Furuo held on to her consciousness and didn't let herself fall asleep.

If you go back to sleep, you will never go back.

Listening to the hurried and heavy footsteps, the man's familiar voice sounded in Furuo's ears: "You go down." ”

"Mo Heng."

Furuo looked up and stretched out his arms to the man.

He consciously picked her up, walked to the side of the bed, and asked Furuo to lie down.

When I wanted to straighten her head, I don't know where her stubbornness came from, so she leaned on his knee and refused to move away.

"The lantern festival is over." The man's voice was muffled, like a child who didn't get a toy to want, "It's going to be next year." ”

"I'm sorry." Fu Ruo coughed again, took out a handkerchief to cover his lips, "I said I would have fun with you for two days, but I missed the appointment." ”

"Furuo." Mo Heng looked straight into her eyes, "I'll give you a chance to make up for it." ”

"Tell me, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? ”

All the doctors in the hospital have come to see it.

said that the princess was in good health, but she was a little weak.

Just, a little weak?

People who have been in a coma three times or twice are just a little weak?

In just a few days, she was visibly haggard in his eyes.

It's like a blooming flower that suddenly withers.

"Not sick." Fu Ruo said lightly, "I wrote ten letters, eight of which I want to give to my father and brothers, Mo Heng, please." ”

She hooked his tail finger, as if to make a promise with him.

The man suddenly lost his temper: "I want to send it to you yourself!" ”

Why did you ask him to send it? Can't she send it? And people are good, they can meet directly if they want to meet, so why write letters?

From the day she was sent to Song's house, the panic worsened day by day, and finally at this moment, it was magnified to the extreme.

Mo Heng's whole body was trembling, and he hugged Fu Ruo tightly: "You'll be fine, you'll be fine, the three agreements between you and me have not been completed, how can you be okay?" ”

The body in his arms was soft, but he was powerless to embrace him.

"Mo Heng."

Furuo coughed, "...... You don't want to be willful. ”

"You're kidding me, aren't you?" The man buried his head in Furuo's neck, and warm tears soaked the whole piece of clothing, "You are a miracle doctor, how can you get sick?" ”

"A letter is from Red Silk." Furuo felt the soul begin to detach from the body, "There is also a letter, it is yours." ”

"Don't forget."

She didn't have time to cover up with a veil, her throat was sweet, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

She raised her hand with the last of her strength and pinched a pine nut in her hand: "Here you go." ”

The moment Mo Heng took the pine nut, the hand suddenly fell.

The person in his arms had already closed his eyes, Mo Heng burst into tears, took the blood-stained pine nuts, and bit them down.

He wrinkled his brows, his eyes were full of disgust: "How can anyone love to eat this thing, it's too unpalatable." ”

said that it was unpalatable, but he still ate the pine nuts cleanly.

"You said you missed me a few times."

In the end, he used a pine nut to compensate him, did he agree?

Furuo's soul floated in midair.

She looked at Mo Heng's expression when she ate pine nuts in shock, how could it be exactly the same as that kid's reaction when eating pine nuts.

A force forcibly dragged away Furuo's soul, and she could only hear the voice of 999:

【Opening the entrance to the next world......】