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Chapter 292 Yu Qingfan passed away

Huang Zhenzhen didn't dare to move anymore, so she could only hug him, and at the same time put her true energy on him to minimize his pain.

"Don't...don't waste your energy." Yu Qingfan held her hand distressedly.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, but he knew that Huang Zhenzhen was suppressing the pain.

How could Huang Zhenzhen listen to him?

Even if he couldn't be cured, she would try to minimize his suffering.

"If...if there is a chance to meet my aunt, help me...return this token to her."

Huang Zhenzhen took the token. This token was different from the Pear Country Holy Plaque. It was black and more simple and unpretentious. On the front was written a big order.

Looking at this token, Huang Zhenzhen's tears could burst out at any time.

Supreme order...

Belonging to the highest token of Chu State, it can mobilize millions of soldiers and horses.

In order to get back the token, she tragically died in Chuhe.

Didn't she give the supreme order to Yu Qingfan a long time ago?Didn't Yu Qingfan return it to Emperor Chu and the others?

this fool.

Could it be that after she died, he began to change his life against the sky and resurrect her?

He cared so much about Yang Churuo, he cared so much about his only remaining relatives, but he didn't even have time to return the supreme order to them.

He should know that Chu State should be in a state of panic when the Supreme Order is gone.

"When you are well, we will go back to Chu State together and return them together. Xiaochen is still waiting for us in the hut."

Back to Chu...

He also wants to go back...

But he can't go back.

Yu Qingfan took out a withered plum blossom with blood-stained hands.

There is only one plum blossom, which is in full bloom, but it has been made into dried flowers.At first glance, the plum blossoms are quite old, but they are well preserved. The plum blossoms are smooth, and it can be seen that someone has often touched them.

Huang Zhenzhen was slightly taken aback.

A picture flashed through his mind.

That was when they met for the first time, she danced under the plum tree and picked one for Yu Qingfan.

This was the first and only gift she gave Yu Qingfan.

But this gift was so light that she even forgot about it, she just played it casually.

"You said, my temperament is the same as Samuume, glamorous, elegant, dusty, and mysterious. You said, plum blossoms match my complexion very well. You gave this plum blossom to me."

Yu Qingfan's eyes were blurred, as if he was immersed in the past, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I cherish it very much. I am afraid that it will dry out, so I made dried flowers, but I am also afraid that it will lose its original taste. I have been soaking it with plum petals for so many years, but... its taste has changed. After a long time, I just realized that this plum blossom has lost your smell."

"If you like it, I will give you another one. I will plant a plum tree full of plums. When it is cold plum season, I will brew plum wine for you to drink, I will make plum soup for you to eat, and I will also make plum cakes and plum tea. If you like to eat, I will make it for you."

Yu Qingfan's crystal clear tears kept rolling down, listening to her words, she was both happy and sad.

"Cough cough..."

"Xiao Fanfan, if you are gone, how can I live, you can't treat me like this."

Yu Qingfan's vitality gradually disappeared, and even breathing became difficult.

When the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, in his heart, besides Huang Zhenzhen, Huang Zhenzhen was still there.

"Don't...don't avenge me, I don't want...don't want you to live in hatred for the rest of your life. Let Su Shaoxuan go...he...is also a poor person."

This was the second time Yu Qingfan pleaded for Su Shaoxuan before he died.

None of Yu Qingfan's subordinates could forgive Su Shaoxuan, and Huang Zhenzhen couldn't forgive him even more.

The person she loves to the bone marrow is killed in front of her, even if Su Shaoxuan has ten thousand lives, it is not enough to pay for it.

"promise me……"

Yu Qingfan held his breath, his body arched because of the pain, and his handsome face couldn't help but wrinkle tightly.

"Okay, as long as you get better, I won't kill them, I just want you to get better."

Huang Zhenzhen put a kiss on his forehead.

"Our future is still very long. You promised me that you can't leave me alone." Xu Shi knew that he would not be able to hold on any longer, Huang Zhenzhen looked at Yu Qingfan helplessly.

A strong sense of powerlessness rose in her heart, and this powerlessness seemed to swallow everything about her.

Yu Qingfan can change her fate against the sky and revive her by extreme means.

She doesn't have that ability.

Yu Qingfan's body still has the wound of heaven, even if she can change her fate against the sky, the target is definitely not Yu Qingfan.

"Yes... I'm sorry... leaving you alone... I... If I don't die, I will definitely... I will definitely come back to find... find you..."

Yu Qingfan held her hand and slid down powerlessly, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, he didn't even have the strength to raise his head, only a drop of reluctant tears was still flowing.

His vitality was so weak that even his breathing stopped.

Everyone couldn't help wondering if Yu Qingfan was dead.

"Xiao Fanfan... Xiao Fanfan..."

Huang Zhenzhen's face was ashen, and he called out to him with the last hope.

"The plum blossoms we planted...are in full bloom...so beautiful...so beautiful..."

An almost deep whisper sounded softly. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear someone talking at all.

Huang Zhenzhen followed his gaze.

How can there be any plum blossoms.

Some are just barren mountains.

The four characters flashed through Huang Zhenzhen's mind.

Huang Zhenzhen hugged him tightly, afraid that if he let go a little, he would really disappear completely.

"We plant too few plum blossoms. When you are well, let's plant another plum grove. When our children grow up, they can also play under the plum tree. If we have two children, we can also let them play under the plum tree." hide and seek."

Yu Qingfan hummed lightly. At this moment, the black worms spread to all his limbs, even the deepest part of his heart including bone marrow.

"Bang bang bang..."

The meridians and liver in the body corroded one by one, and were swallowed by the raging black worms.

The black worm's sharp teeth made a creaking sound, and thousands of black worms gnawed on his body frantically.

This is far more painful than cutting by a thousand knives.

Yu Qingfan hummed in pain, his handsome face was distorted by the pain, and he uttered two words with his lips, "Wait for me..."

Huang Zhenzhen couldn't stop crying anymore, holding his handsome face in distress, choked up and said, "I know what you want to say, I promise you, I will live a good life, I will wait for you to come back to me, if you can't hold on Stop holding on, go to sleep, sleep well, fall asleep, there will be no more pain."

Yu Qingfan's breathing became heavier, but he didn't have the strength to say another word, so he could only look at Huang Zhenzhen reluctantly.

At last……

With a sound of "bang...", Yu Qingfan's hand slid down feebly, and his tearful eyes closed forever with regret and reluctance.

Huang Zhenzhen hugged his gradually cold body, tightly covered his mouth, and forced himself not to cry, but the tears still gushed out like a river breaking its embankment.

"Xiao Fanfan... Xiao Fanfan... you liar, open your eyes, you promised me that you would stay with me for the rest of your life, how could you bear to leave me behind, Yu Qingfan... ah..."

Huang Zhenzhen raised his head to the sky and roared mournfully, as if he wanted to scream out all the sadness in his heart.

　Phew, Yu Qingfan is still dead.

　　Such a beautiful man, what a pity.

　　In the chapter of Yu Qingfan's death, Xiong Zhenzhen came from Taiwan, and I have to go to Xiamen.

　　It is now 06:30 in ten, and it will be almost 08:30 in Xiamen by car.

　　I am also very sad, I have traveled to Xiamen several times in less than a week.

　　The evening update may be later.

　　In the evening, by the way, I will help you interview Huang Zhenzhen's prototype, Xiong Zhenzhen, and see how Yu Qingfan feels about her death, haha!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)