Joy of Life: Rebirth of the Second Prince, Inviting Emperor Qing to Die

Chapter 348: Things Disappearing in Life

Fan Ruoruo picked up the needle and thread and began to sew and mend the clothes in her hands.

The maid beside her couldn't help but laugh when she saw this: "Young lady is really serious."

"If the eldest master comes back and sees the robe you made specially for him, he will definitely like it."

Fan Ruoruo nodded and said, "My eldest brother has been without a mother since he was a child. He lives alone in Danzhou and has no friends around him."

"It must have been very hard for him to come all the way here."

"I can't do much, so I have to help him like this."

Speaking of this, Fan Ruoruo began to recall her childhood days.

At that time, she was ill and had to go to Danzhou to recuperate, so she stayed with her eldest brother for a while.

It was at that time that she felt that her elder brother was a special person.

Not only was he good at poetry and had talent, he could also tell all kinds of stories, all of which she had never heard of before.

At that time, she was truly the happiest in her life.

Later, when she grew up a little, she left Danzhou and returned to Kyoto.

It was more than ten years later when she met her eldest brother again.

Moreover, what had happened in recent times was something she had never expected.

The last time her eldest brother faked his death, she really thought that she would never see him again in this life.

But fortunately, my brother is still safe and sound.

Thinking of this, Fan Ruoruo continued with her needlework.

However, just after she had a few injections, she felt a tightness in her chest and almost couldn't breathe.

Fan Ruoruo covered her chest with her small hands, gasped for breath, and then leaned her body on the table.

At this moment, the maid beside her was frightened when she saw this.

"Oh, miss!"

"How are you? Are you hurt?"

The maid asked anxiously.

Fan Ruoruo lay on the table and rested for a while, then waved to the maid:

"It's okay, I... I just need to rest for a while."

"That won't do." The maid Xin said anxiously, "Wait a minute, I'll find a doctor for you."

Fan Ruoruo shouted, "No, no need."

However, the maid did not turn around and quickly left the room.

However, after Fan Ruoruo lay on the table, the stuffy feeling in her chest slowly disappeared.

She took a deep breath, a hint of doubt flashed across her pretty face, and she began to mutter to herself:

"what happened?"

"My heart ached just now, as if something was suddenly leaving."

"No! It disappeared."

"Something is disappearing in my life."

Just when Fan Ruoruo was deep in thought.

A young man ran in from outside the door.

"elder sister!"

After Versace ran into the room, he saw Fan Ruoruo's appearance, hurried over and asked:

"Sister, how are you?"

"I just ran into the maid, and she said you were not feeling well and she was going to get a doctor."

Fan Ruoruo shook her head and smiled: "It's okay, my chest just feels a little stuffy, it's okay."

However, Versace suddenly shouted: "How can it be okay!"

"Sister, you look pale now, and there is cold sweat on your forehead. It's obvious that there is something wrong."

"Is he sick?"

Versace was fearless since he was a child except for his sister. He basically never fought back when she hit him or responded when she scolded him.

Moreover, the relationship between the two siblings is also very good.

Now that he sees his sister is sick, Versace naturally finds it hard to accept it.

Fan Ruoruo waved her hand and said, "I'm really fine. I'll be fine after a rest." "By the way, it's getting dark soon. Have father and brothers come back yet?"

Versace shook his head and said, "No."

"Now, apart from the servants, there are only two of us left in the mansion."

"Mother has also left the mansion to visit a good friend."

Fan Ruoruo nodded and said, "So that's how it is. No wonder I always felt that the mansion was a little quiet today."

"However, my father went to attend the Crown Prince's Enthronement Ceremony. According to this time, he should have returned long ago."

"Why is there no one here now?"

"Besides, my eldest brother is the same. He left the mansion without even having breakfast this morning and hasn't come back yet."

Versace waved his hand, picked up the big apple on the table, took a bite and said, "I guess he went out to play somewhere again."

"Brother, you are such a fool. You clearly know your current status and that you can't show up in public casually."

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"Why don't you stay at home? I will definitely have a good talk with him when he comes back."

Fan Ruoruo smiled and said, "That's right, we should really talk it over."

"However, I think Big Brother will be able to leave normally soon."

After all, he is also a prince, and Emperor Qing will definitely find an excuse to restore his status as the eldest brother in the future.

At this time, Versace looked at the robes on the table and said with some dissatisfaction: "Sister, you are really biased."

"My elder brother already has several sets of clothes, but you still want to make one for him. You didn't even think of making one for me."

As he spoke, he turned his head and muttered softly.

Fan Ruoruo smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, don't be dissatisfied."

"When I finish my brother's clothes, I'll make one for you right away. That should be fine, right?"

"Hehe..." Versace was satisfied and stood up to walk out the door.

"Sister, I'm going to play. Remember to call me if you need anything!"

After watching Versace leave, Fan Ruoruo shook her head helplessly and continued to embroider the clothes in her hands.

If only she had done it faster.

I guess my brother will be able to wear new clothes tomorrow morning.

so good.

After a while.

As night fell, a black shadow streaked across the sky and landed in the courtyard of the Fan Mansion.

After flashing a few times, the black shadow began to rush into a room.

Soon, the black shadow fell to the ground, knocking over the tables and chairs.

This black shadow was Wu Zhu who escaped from the palace.

Wu Zhu glanced into the room, then stood up and checked the wounds on his body.

Dozens of holes appeared on his body, all of which pierced his flesh and revealed a large number of black parts.

Fortunately, these wounds did not hit the main program of the parts and they can continue to function.

Otherwise, he would have crashed by now.

Soon, Wu Zhu reached out and pulled out all the bullets remaining in his body.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Dozens of bullets fell to the ground one after another, making a series of light sounds.

Afterwards, Wu Zhu reached out and touched the wound, completely restoring the skin and flesh.

He just needs to rest for a while and he will recover immediately.

Wu Zhu raised his head and looked outside, muttering to himself.

"I don't know how Fan Xian is doing."

"He is hiding so well, he must be safe."

"When my functions are restored, I will go to the palace to find him."

Think of this.

Wuzhu leaned against the wooden stake and didn't move.

(End of this chapter)