The splendid youth of the farm gate

Chapter 695: Life and Death (1)
"Ye Yu, no...don't ask anyone to come in." Princess Fushun raised her hand and caressed Ye Yu's face. She wanted to laugh, but tears flowed down her eyes. She blinked and stayed in front of her eyes After a little clear, she pulled the corners of her lips and continued: "This... This is the only time that belongs to me... and you. I... I don't want... to be disturbed by others."

"Fushun, listen to me, cheer up, I'll send someone to call Fu Wenbo." Ye Yu turned around and wanted to call someone while talking.

But the door was pushed open at this moment, and a voice sounded, "Princess, I know you have a guest coming, this..."

The mother-in-law looked up as she spoke, but when she saw the scene in front of her clearly, the plate in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and she let out a mournful cry, "Killer... help... ..." The shouting stopped, the eyes were closed, and the head fell to the ground.

The palace people outside the house heard the mother-in-law's inhuman voice, and after being stunned, they ran in together. After seeing the situation inside the house, the timid ones fell to the ground with a "plop" and simply followed the mother-in-law. Same, fainted.The one who was a little more courageous stood there in a daze, and began to cry.

"Princess...princess..."

The clever one turned around and hurriedly went to look for Du Ruo.

Not long after, Du Ruo, who got the news, ran back with a pale face out of breath, and as soon as she entered the room, when she saw the situation in the room clearly, her feet softened and she collapsed on the ground, "Princess, I My princess...what are you doing...you really killed me..."

"Hurry up, send someone to find Fu Wenbo." Ye Yu said loudly to Du Ruo, "Hurry up, it's late...it's too late!"

Du Ruo was about to get up, but Fushun in Ye Yu's arms shouted, "Gu... Gu, no... don't go!"

Du Ruo paused.

Fushun raised his head to look at Ye Yu, smiled sadly, and said softly: "Ye Yu...I... never begged you for anything, you...can you...let...let them all go out."

Ye Yu didn't dare to let go of the hand covering Princess Fushun's neck. He looked at Princess Fushun whose face was as white as paper and almost transparent, his nose sore, and the tears in his eyes could no longer hold back.

"You...don't cry..." Princess Fushun trembled her hands, trying to wipe away the tears on Ye Yu's face, but due to blood loss, her eyes were dizzy, and her hands had no strength at all. After several efforts, She simply gave up and leaned into Ye Yu's arms again, "You... don't blame me, I... I just... want to be your...wife...that's why..."

"I don't blame you," Ye Yu blinked the tears in his eyes, tightened Princess Fushun in his arms, and said softly, "She won't blame you either, you don't have to blame yourself."

Princess Fushun smiled, and wanted to say that she didn't blame herself, if she could, she would still give it a try, as long as she had a [-] in [-] chance to become his wife, she would not let it go!
Du Ruo finally came back to her senses, but after she came back to her senses, she couldn't stand up more and more. While urging people to invite Fu Wenbo, she crawled over to Princess Fushun.

"Princess, you, you will be fine, empress, empress's spirit in heaven will bless you to be fine!"

Princess Fushun nestled in Ye Yu's arms, looked at Du Ruo, who was only a few steps away from her, with tender eyes, stretched out her hand, and wanted to reach for Du Ruo's stretched forward hand, but her eyes went dark. Can't see anything anymore.

"I...my eyes..." Princess Fushun raised her eyes in fear, but the moment she raised her eyes, she met Ye Yu's cold but sad face. Yu smiled and said, "Ye Yu...come...to the next life, let me...let me be your wife...OK?"

"it is good!"

Ye Yu nodded.

The smile on Princess Fushun's face became stronger, her eyes widened, as if she wanted to engrave Ye Yu in her memory.However, she didn't know that her pupils were getting more and more dilated in her widened eyes.

"Princess...Princess..." Ye Yu hugged the cold Princess Fushun in her arms, lowered her head, pressed a kiss on her wide eyes, and said softly: "In the next life, I Marry you, there will be no one else between you and me!"

There was a smile in Princess Fushun's eyes, and the next moment, when she closed her eyes, the corners of her lips curled up in a happy arc, and she fell into Ye Yu's arms.

"Princess……"

Du Ruo let out a roar like a beast, and passed out.

Outside the courtyard.

Fu Wenbo and Geng Pengju, who were hurrying to this side, suddenly stopped.

"Hurry up, what are you doing blocking my way?" Fu Wenbo anxiously pushed Geng Pengju who was in front of him.

Geng Pengju shook his head, and said to Fu Wenbo, "It's too late, it's too late!"

"What?" Fu Wenbo looked at Geng Pengju puzzled.

Geng Pengju looked at the small courtyard in front of him crying loudly, and said softly: "I said it's too late, princess... the princess is probably dead!"

"how……"

Before Fu Wenbo's words fell, he heard the light and crisp bell ringing.

Ring the bell at this time?
"go!"

Geng Pengju turned around suddenly and walked out.

Fu Wenbo grabbed his sleeve, "If you're not going to see Feng Chong, where are you going?"

"Go back to Kyoto and report the funeral!"

As Geng Pengju spoke, he shook Fu Wenbo's hand and said anxiously, "Go to Feng Chong's place and discuss a countermeasure with him quickly."

In just a moment, Fu Wenbo understood the harm involved.

At that moment, without further ado, he hurriedly went to Ye Yu's.

Du Ruo was already crying so hard that he couldn't speak, and those maids who came from the palace with Princess Fushun were so frightened that they could only cry, except for the woman in the tea room who could yell a few words. , but shouting and shouting is only a word.

"I don't know, if I come in, the princess will die, that man is holding her!"

Princess Fushun's status is unusual, so the abbot of the temple couldn't let Ye Yu leave when such a big incident happened, so he sent someone to report to the palace while making arrangements for Princess Fushun's funeral.

Fu Wenbo entered the meditation room where Ye Yu stayed temporarily, there was no one in the room, Ye Yu was still in the same blood-stained clothes, the expression on his face was hard to tell, whether it was good-looking or ugly, or simply expressionless.

"Feng Chong."

Ye Yu raised his head, looked at Fu Wenbo, twitched the corners of his mouth, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

Seeing that he could still laugh, Fu Wenbo heaved a sigh of relief, looked back at the guards outside, took a chair, sat down beside Ye Yu, and said softly: "What's going on? Didn't just say a few words Talk? Why... died! "

(End of this chapter)