Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1567 No one can let you die!
"I don't allow you to say such things." Fu Yuejun interrupted him suddenly, and said with heartache: "I won't let you die, no one will let you die!"

"How many times have I said it, don't frown."

Yun Xiao smiled lightly and stroked the wrinkles between her eyebrows. He squinted his eyes and looked at her eyebrows, and then smiled: "Fool, you gave me this life, how could I not?" To cherish it!"

It's just that he was immersed in the past, sad and sad, and before he could get rid of the dense pain, his soul was brought back by her, and he was in a trance for a while.

Of course he knew that this life was won by her through untold hardships. In the past, he could take this life seriously, but now, he has to take good care of it.

Don't disappoint her painstaking efforts.

"My father, has he returned to the capital safely?" He thought of Mr. Yun, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

That person is not his biological father, but it is better than his own.

He has lived for so many years, from the time he was born to the year when the Lu family died, he never enjoyed the love of his father and mother.

His elder brother Yuan Zhou was his father's favorite son.

Because of Yuan Zhou's deep brotherhood with him, even his father loved him a bit.

Only when he was in the Yun family, he really enjoyed the love of father and mother.

It's funny to say that blood relationship is something that can never be hated by a person, otherwise it will be hard to escape condemnation for a lifetime.

He never thought of hating anything, it's just that everyone is born with their own destiny, he is destined to be Miao Ziyi's son, and Miao Ziyi is also a poor person.

No wonder others.

When Mr. Yun was mentioned, Fu Yuejun paused for a moment while holding his hand, and his face was as white as ever.

Looking at Fu Yuejun's face, Yun Xiao asked with a trembling voice: "But something happened to him?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't escort the old man home for you. He was assassinated by the people sent by the capital." Fu Yuejun couldn't even cry, his heart was filled with grief.

He had just been resurrected, and his body was still weak.

If once hit...

She dared not think.

But since Yun Xiao had already asked, if she was lying, he would definitely be able to see it.

She can't hide it from him!

Yun Xiao has always been smart, he looked at the girl, his heart ached, "He...how could he be like this?"

His lips trembled a few times suddenly, and he turned over and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Yuejun was so frightened that his hands were shaking, he kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't protect the old man well, I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault, everyone has their own destiny." The man shook his head and smiled wryly, and held Fu Yuejun's hand, preventing her from calling someone in.

He has lived for so long, and has struggled in this world for so many years. He has already put his own life and death and the lives of others aside, and his heart has become more and more cold.

No matter how reluctant you are, it is fate.

He leaned on Fu Yuejun's lap, his voice hoarse and soft: "Ah Jun, stay with me for a while."

That night, as he listened to the ancient ballad sung by Fu Yuejun, tears streamed down his face.

Seeing that Jin Tingxiao was still able to wipe the gun so calmly, Sang Ling couldn't help asking: "Your wife is with other men inside, why are you not in a hurry?"

The Jin Tingxiao she knew before was not like this.

"She's fine, what am I worried about?" Jin Tingxiao carefully cleaned the silver pistol, paying attention to every little detail. It seemed that he cherished the pistol very much.

(End of this chapter)