The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 204 I...will always keep you in my heart

Wen Ku raised her head slightly, but in an instant, she saw that god-like man lightly landed in front of her.

in front of the window.

The fireworks behind him didn't stop, covering his whole body with a layer of light.

Only this time, that body was no longer translucent, but real.

Silver hair, purple clothes, different pupils, elegant clothes and hair.

He was standing in front of her, with a fragrant fruity smell on his body, and some fruit stains on his thin lips, as red as blood.

Wen Ku looked at him, from such a close distance, even his pores could be seen clearly.

His Highness's skin is very delicate, like ancient jade, under the sky full of fireworks, you can see the light fluff on his hairline.

Fu Yuan stood outside the window, and in the half-open window, half of his face was exposed.

There is no blood, the hair is slightly messed up, and the eyes are as black as lacquer.

Fu Yuan could clearly see his appearance reflected in those dark pupils under the sky full of fireworks.

She woke up, and after half a month, she finally woke up.

Fu Yuan had a stomach full of words to say to her, but when it came to his mouth, he couldn't utter a single word.

Through the window, Wen Ku stretched out his hand, and touched the corner of his lips with his fingertips, wiping away the fruit stain.

Some sticky.

And the corners of his lips are very cold.

Only when the hand left the corner of his lips did Fu Yuan come back to his senses.

He stretched out his hand, grasped Wen Ku's wrist, and gently placed it on his heart. Finally, a sentence escaped his lips, "Ku Ku, do you feel it? My heartbeat."

Under the palm came a slightly chaotic heartbeat.

His warm eyes fell on the arm protruding from the wide sleeve.

There was a deep wound on the wrist of the left hand. The wound was very strange. It seemed that it was artificially cut open again when it was about to heal, and the scar was extremely heavy.

Wen Ku immediately thought of the bowl of fire ganoderma soup.

"Did you boil medicine for me with your own blood?" She exerted a little force on her hand, and her knuckles hurt badly.

Seeing her uneasy expression, Fu Yuan immediately covered his wrist with his sleeve.

Probably seeing her wake up, he was too excited and forgot to cover it up.

He said, "No, the previous injury has not healed."

After the words fell, the person had turned over and entered the house.

The room is also lit with woody incense, which is his favorite smell.

As soon as he entered the room, he immediately picked up Wen Ku, walked straight to the side of the bed, and put her on it.

"The situation was urgent and you were seriously injured, so I had to take you back to the temple."

As he spoke, he pulled the quilt and covered Wen Ru's body. He also wanted to explain the reason for bringing her back.

Then Wen Ku said, "I'm not a person who doesn't know good and bad, so you don't have to explain so much."

This is the upper realm, and she is still a mortal, so Fu Yuan brought her here, taking a great risk.

Fu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down at her, his eyes were full of tenderness, he thought she would blame him for taking her back to the temple privately.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the hair beside Wen Ku's ear, "Your injury is not yet healed, you should not walk around, rest a lot, and I will send you back to Wen's Mansion after you recover from your injury in the temple."

He was in a hurry when he took her away, and the Wen family didn't know anything about it.

He knew very well that she would not stay here.

He respects all of Wen Ku's choices.

Wen Ku let him wrap himself into a rice dumpling, his muscles and bones were still aching, there was no evil spirit in his dantian, only Fu Yuan's source of life hung alone in his dantian.

For her, this is equivalent to ruining her whole body.

For anyone, this is an unacceptable disaster.

Wenku is much calmer.

She looked at Fu Yuan, "I owe you another debt."

If Fu Yuan didn't save her this time, I'm afraid she would have died, and what I owe Fu Yuan this time is the grace of saving her life.

Fu Yuan knew that she was in pain, that kind of pain was no different from being pricked by a thousand needles, and it was a pain that could be piercing even if she moved casually.

But the silent gentleness made his heart hurt even more.

His fingers gently scratched the tip of her nose, "Fool, you never owe me anything."

Everything he did was voluntary, as long as it was her, whatever he did was good.

The touch of the tip of the nose is faint, like a feather scraping gently, the half-open window is still open, and the fireworks outside have not stopped.

The flickering light fell on his side face, making one's heart tremble slightly.

Wen Ku turned her head slightly, not looking directly into his eyes, for a moment, she felt afraid.

I am afraid that I will be moved.

She doesn't have that qualification, and she won't be tempted by anyone again in this life.

Fu Yuan didn't know what she was thinking, but he took out a bright red rose from nowhere and put it beside her pillow, "I brought it back from Wenfu, thinking that if you wake up and see this flower Nor will I be alone."

He has been taking good care of it, even afraid of withering, and watered it with his own blood.

Not only used his own flesh and blood as medicine to detoxify her, but also nourished her favorite flowers with his own blood.

When Wen Ku saw the bloody rose, his heart was stabbed fiercely.

The scent of flowers and blood energy merged together and penetrated directly into her heart.

She was lying on her back on the bed, her dark eyes, which were usually calm, were covered with mist for a moment.

She knows very well how her rose flower can survive.

She never believed that in this world, some people would be nice to another person for no reason.

Maybe there is... that person is herself, and she has done everything she can to treat Yehan well.

But she never thought that there would be such a person, just like herself back then.

Wen Ku has given everything for love, she understands the goodness of throwing everything at one basket and not expecting anything in return.

"Does it hurt?" Fu Yuan didn't say a word when he saw her for a long time, but his black eyes were wet.

For a while, he felt very distressed again.

He held the tender hand, "You cry when it hurts, you are also human, flesh and blood, it is normal to be afraid of pain."

"Cry when you're in pain, eat when you're hungry, drink when you're thirsty, rest when you're tired, dry, you're human, and someone puts you on the tip of your heart and hurts."

I... will always keep you in my heart.

Love you forever, protect you.

There was his cool breath in Wenku's ear, and his hands were tightly held by him, but he was afraid of hurting her, so this movement seemed extremely cautious.

Wen Ku didn't go to look at him, her heart heaved slightly, and the mist in her eyes was abruptly wiped away.

In a new life, her reason will always overcome her emotions.

She thanked Fu Yuan from the bottom of her heart for everything she had done for her.

And precisely because of this, it is even more impossible for her to get closer to him.

He is a descendant of the gods, and she is a crooked demon. The consequence of being with her is to become an enemy of the entire six realms.

And she will not drag such a person into hell.

She is used to the darkness, and she is also used to the darkness. She wants him to be under the light forever, wanton and unrestrained.

(End of this chapter)