Chapter 110 My son, your design is broken (55)
The girl in front of him was the one he had promised to marry when he was young, and now he had really waited for this day, it hadn't even started...it was about to end.

Fu Xi looked at Nongying, wishing she could nod her head gently.

But that girl really hated him to the bottom of her heart.

Seeing his cold eyes, he took half a step back, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, and slowly wiped the blood stained on his hands.

After a while, she opened her mouth and slowly uttered three words, "You are dreaming!"

For some reason, her voice became smaller and smaller, and her figure became more and more blurred.

Fu Xi's blood-losing body was precarious, and when the red and white figure approached the door, he still couldn't support it and fell down.

The figure just paused for a moment, then left without looking back.

Immediately, the front hall was in chaos, Wu Ling was the first to react from the accident, and hurried to help Fu Xi, Xiang Cao also ordered others to find the imperial physician.

But the sword pierced his heart, and before closing his eyes, Fu Xi said to Wu Ling, "Give...pass my order, no one...not...don't make things difficult...Xiaoying..."

He will never forget to protect Nongying until death.

Nongying slapped her hard, Fuxi's life was finally given back to her.

A happy event in the Young Master's Mansion turned into a funeral in an instant.

The red wedding mantle was replaced by a white spirit cloth overnight, and the entire Young Master's residence, except for Nongying's other garden, was deadly silent.

No matter who it is, they really can't figure out how Nong Ying usually looks so cute and cute, sticking to Fu Xi's side like a little tail, what kind of enmity is it that makes her ruin the wedding even here? One day he personally killed Fuxi.

They couldn't figure it out, so their attitude towards Nongying plummeted compared to before.

Nongying didn't care, changed into the clothes she usually wears, and walked around the Prince's mansion nonchalantly with the little fox in her arms.

When passing Fuxi's mourning hall, she just stopped outside for a moment, and didn't go in to take another look at him.

Then, he hugged the little fox and left.

The servants of the Prince's Mansion saw Nongying again, and they all went forward to kill her to avenge Fuxi.

But Wu Ling's order came down, no one should hurt Nongying in the slightest.

They could only curse inwardly.

Leaving Nongying from the crowd, he carried the little fox and gradually walked to the only deserted place in the Young Master's Mansion.

With no one else around, the little fox broke free from Nongying's embrace, stood on her shoulder, and carefully looked at the fern flower on her forehead.

Can't see any clues.

He stared at the spirit lock stone around his neck for a while, but there was no response from this stone.

Nongying's face was also calm, with no sign of sadness.

The little fox exclaimed in his heart: It's over now, Nongying in this small world is too cruel, I'm afraid the task won't be completed.

To think that such a long time wasted in vain, it almost cried to death after witnessing Fuxi and Nongying's love and killing each other.

In the end it didn't work out.

It was a little depressed, sitting firmly on Nongying's shoulder, raised its paws and pushed Nongying's head, and asked a little bit unwillingly: "You killed the person you loved with your own hands, don't you feel a little bit sad?"

Nongying glanced sideways, stared at it for a moment, but didn't make a sound.

"Hey, don't you think..."

He still wanted to continue talking, but Nongying had already brought it outside the attic of Qingting Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)

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