Prince Comes: Wife, Don't Run Away

At that time, she also asked Xiao Ruoyun what was the matter with him and how Xiao Ruoyun answered. Her originally pale face turned white several times because of coughing. With a bitter smile, she said that it was to compensate for the mistake.

At first, she didn't know what his mistake was, until this time, fengqingyao finally understood that Xiao Ruoyun's mistake was to let mu Yingrong take qiqisan by mistake.

However, as Fu Liu said, in order to save mu Yingrong, Xiao Ruoyun paid a heavy price. He was not born with an ageless face. It was all because of the poison in his body that he was forced to change his appearance. Only his internal organs were aging.

"Miss, Shifu, he's been in a lot of pain for more than ten years. I came to you with a purpose. Shifu often talked about you in his mouth. At that time, I was thinking about what kind of person you are. Now I see you. You are really a person worthy of protection."

With a bitter smile, Fu Liu knelt down in front of Feng Qingyao and said, "the father owes the son. The master has no child. I am his child. Miss, if you still want to hate him, take it out on me."

Seeing her kneeling in front of her, Feng Qingyao's eyes were slightly dark and pulled her up, "it's none of your business. It's your master's fault, and it's not you."

"But miss, if you can forgive the elder martial sister Meiniang who sold qiqisan, why don't you forgive Shifu, let alone..." Said here, help Liu drop a few tears, "master, he will not live long."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyao's face sank and her heart tightened. "How can it be? Isn't he good?"

Fuliu shook his head and began to sob. "No, the poison of qiqisan has been deposited in Shifu for 14 years. Now he is dying. When Shifu left last time, his face was pale. It should have been poisoned again. At first, it was once every 15 days, but this time he stayed with Shifu for five days, but he poisoned twice in succession."

With that, Fu Liu grabbed Feng Qingyao's skirt with both hands, and his voice sobbed: "Miss, you'd better forgive master, or he will die I won't be at ease

After listening to Fu Liu's words, Feng Qingyao is in a mess. During the days when Xiao Ruoyun was in the princess's residence, she was busy with the poisoning of Mrs. Tang, so she ignored him. Now in retrospect, when she drove him away that day, Xiao Ruoyun's face was not very good.

"There's another thing, master won't let me tell Miss, but I still can't help it..." Fu Liu wiped his tears and held back his tears. "Miss, do you really think that if you fall off a thousand cliffs with your body, you can still survive? Even in a few days, you will recover as before. Although master is called a medical immortal, he is not a real immortal. The reason why you can survive is that he fed you the medicine he prepared for you."

"The medicine was developed by the master for himself. It can bring people back to life when there is still a breath. He wanted to take it by himself and live in pain until he saw someone depend on you and went to the hell to make atonement. But the day the master came back, the medicine disappeared. So miss, for the sake of this, please forgive him

Listening to these words, Feng Qing Yao Leng in there, can't move, a drop of tears from the eyes flow down, fall on the ground, fall to pieces.

Should she blame Xiao Ruoyun? I didn't kill bole, but Bole died for me. Pifu was not guilty, but he was guilty. He made qiqisan, and then there was the following thing. But fengqingyao knew that even if she didn't have Qiqi powder, aunt Shen would choose other poisons to poison her mother.

She shouldn't blame Xiao Ruoyun. Instead, she should thank him for saving her life. Without him, she would have been a skeleton under the cliff.

"Miss, Fu Liu, please, don't blame the master any more." Fu Liu pulled her sleeve with a lump in her voice. Thinking that Xiao Ruoyun didn't have much time, she couldn't feel better.

Holding her hand back, Feng Qingyao bends her hand and tears the wound. The pain spreads from her hand and tears her heart and lungs.

"Fu Liu, you are so good at medicine, can't you make that medicine?" Don't care about the injury on own hand at all, Feng Qing Yao Mou color is tiny heavy, Dynasty help Liu to ask.

Fuliu shook his head. "It's not that it won't work, but that it needs hundreds of medicinal materials. It takes about five years to make it. It's highly skilled. Like master, it only produced one. What I can do now is to prolong his life."

But even if she made pills, she could not give them to Xiao Ruoyun. If fengqingyao did not forgive him one day, he would not appear until he died alone.

"I shouldn't blame him. In fact, he didn't mean it. It's just Fu Liu. I have no face to face him." Blood soaked gauze, a touch of scarlet suddenly appeared, Feng Qingyao but no reaction, eyes slightly red, a wry smile, she is not blame him, but can't face.

For Xiao Ruoyun, it's not only fengqingyao who owes him a debt, but also mu Yingrong, who betrays his devotion. Xiao Ruoyun regrets all his life because of Qi Qi San, but fengqingyao knows in her heart that all this is his own shackles.

After hearing this, Fuliu burst into tears and said excitedly, "Miss, you don't blame the master. It's so good!"

"Let's go to the master. If the master knows, he will be happy." Fu Liu said so and suddenly stood up from the ground."Miss, your hand..." Standing on one side, ziyue suddenly caught a glimpse of the scarlet on fengqingyao's hand, screamed and rushed over.

Feng Qing Yao just lowered her head and looked at the blood stains. She shook her head indifferently. "It doesn't matter. It doesn't hurt."

Fu Liu also quickly took out the medicine and wrapped it up for her again. In the cold winter, even though the room was burning with warm fragrance, the gauze with blood was still pasted on the wound. No matter how careful Fu Liu was, he could not pull the meat completely.

She took a cold breath. Feng Qingyao's face was not very good. But in order not to let Fu Liu distract her, she had to bear it. At last, she changed the gauze, and the wound was ferocious.

"Don't worry, miss. I'll get rid of the scar better than you." Seeing her head lowered and her face lowered, Fu Liu thought that she was worried about the scar on her hand.

After a moment's meditation, Feng Qingyao came back to herself with a smile. If she had a scar in the past, Feng Xuan would have been able to send her Yuqing ointment at the first moment. But now, he is too busy and has many things to do. If he can't share his worries, he has to control himself.