The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 593 Gone With The Wind

"Both my daughter and my sister don't believe that Mr. Lu would do such a thing. Dad also watched him grow up, but did he ever think that he was a frivolous person who didn't know the seriousness and didn't take responsibility? If what Deputy Manager He said was not true, for the sake of If there are any rumors, come to the door and ask, what will the Lu family think of us, and how will they treat the marriage contract? Dad, please think twice."

Master Jian pondered: "It is true that this matter cannot be taken lightly. But you also know how Deputy Chief He behaves and handles affairs."

"Smart people sometimes do foolish things. If the Lu family didn't want this marriage, they would have sent someone to talk about it. The reason why there is no movement may be that the Lu family expressed their trust in our family, or it was delayed for some reason. There are still a few days before the deadline for the big ceremony, and the Lu family will always send someone to notify first. According to my daughter, Dad might as well wait for another two days. If there is no movement from the Lu family at that time, it means that the Lu family has lost their etiquette. At that time, it will not be too late for father to ask the teacher for his crime."

Master Jian nodded in agreement, looked at Dansha and suddenly sighed: "You really have grown up and become sensible. You and Xue Wan were born only one month apart, so Xue Wan should be you right away after she leaves the cabinet. But Dad these years You have been on the go all the time, and your aunt is so focused on handling Xue Wan and Lu Zixiu's marriage, she has indeed delayed you by negligence, and there is not even a suitable partner. It is not easy to find someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Lu Zixiu, but the family is quite There are always good people out there, so dad should be more careful."

Jian Dansha lowered his head and said, "Thank you, father."

The dusk is heavy, the valley is dark, the setting sun on the top of the floating mountain is covered by the lingering clouds and mist, and there is only a faint dark red in the chaos.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Yuwen Luochen was dressed in a red dress, and the sleeves of the veil of Xia Ying lightly moved with the wind, as if the afterglow of the setting sun filled the sky and would dissipate in the boundless sky at any time.

"Cousin." Luo Chen glanced back at Lu Qiongyi in the snow-clothed brocade shirt behind him, and smiled vainly, "If I tell you now: I lied to you, I have always been good at making poison, but not antidote, so I can't cure the poison I gave you, what will you do to me?"

Lu Qiongyi didn't answer, but she got the answer from his unwilling eyes.He wanted to live, very much, for this he would use any means, no matter the cost, maybe even to force her to prepare an antidote, and use the 99 quenching needles on her body that would make life impossible.

She wasn't afraid, but her body, which had been hollowed out to the point where not even her heart was left, could last at most three days, so it wasn't worth wasting the quenching needle that had been soaked in hundreds of poisons for a hundred days.

Looking up at the vast sky of Fushan, Luochen thought of Fushan that night, the sinful scene, the swaying mountains and smoke clouds, it was really... better than countless in the world!
"Cousin, if you can see him, please help me tell him that I don't hate him, I just hope that when I meet him again in the next life, we will be strangers who have never met before." Take the last step.

"Xiaochen!" Lu Qiongyi stretched out his hand to grab her in shock, but she stepped one step ahead of him, stepping into the empty expanse.

The body lost its center of gravity, as if a huge force was pulling her down, she closed her eyes, and heard the sound of wind blowing by her ears, and a call like in a dream came with the wind: "Xiaochen, no..."

It was his voice.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw the figure flying towards the edge of the cliff, a smear of blue and white, as faint as a cloud, she really wanted to look at him again, but it was too late, the fog covered her sight, she couldn't see Clearing his expression, he only saw his red dress like mist and his black hair like a curtain.

(End of this chapter)