The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort

Fu Huan was placed in the temple, and Si Qing didn't visit her for two days.

In the temple, an old monk brought her fast food every day. Every time he brought her food, he never said a word to her, and left after putting down the food, regardless of whether her hand was injured or not.

Today, since the morning, Fu Huan's eyelids have been twitching non-stop, and there is always a bad premonition in his heart.

She and Si Qing are now wearing the body of sin, if the Emperor of Heaven does not release the decree, they will be sinners for a day.

At noon, the old monk came again to deliver a fast meal to Fuhuan.

"Master, please stop." Before the old monk was about to go out, Fu Huan stopped him.

The old monk stopped in his footsteps, turned around, and looked at Fu Huan.

"Do you know Si Qing?" Fu Huan looked at the old monk, carefully observing every expression on the old monk's face.

"The benefactor has something to say, but it's okay to say it." The old monk said.

Supporting her body, Fu Huan sat up from the bed, pursed her lips, and said slowly, "Tell me about the situation outside."

"Amitabha, the poor monk has nothing to say." The old monk bowed to Fuhuan, turned and left the room.

The more the old monk said that, the more worried Fu Huan became. After the old monk went out, he got off the bed with his body, supported the cabinet, and walked to the door.

"boom……"

After walking a few steps, Fu Huan collapsed on the ground, her eyebrows frowned.

Never thought that one day, she would live like a cripple, unable to walk or crawl.

Secretary, you must make sure nothing happens to you.

Thinking of Si Qing, Fu Huan used his elbows and slowly crawled towards the door. When he got to the door, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and opened a crack in the door.

The dazzling light shone in, Fu Huan slightly closed his eyes, and it took him a long time to get used to it.

After staying by the door for a long time, suddenly there was a loud noise from the far east, and even the surrounding terrain trembled.

Fu Huan frowned, looking in that direction, his eyes were full of thoughts.

Accompanied by another loud noise, Fu Huan's phoenix eyes gradually became tinged with panic.

The two loud noises just now were all destroying something. Without profound internal strength and cultivation, such a fierce aura would never have been revealed.

And the direction of the loud noise is Qionghua Terrace.

If you guessed right, someone is destroying Qionghua Terrace.

Thinking of this possibility, Fu Huan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and what Si Qing said that day echoed in his ears.

Qionghua Terrace.

To her, and to Si Qing, it means a lot.

Fu Huan silently clenched his fists, and gradually, a stream of air moved through his body.

"Master, master!"

In a daze, Fu Huan seemed to hear Zi Yu's voice, and as the door in front of him opened, Fu Huan really saw Zi Yu.

As soon as Ziyu stepped into the door, seeing this scene, Fuhuan burst into tears, bent down to lift Fuhuan up, and helped her to the bed.

"Grandma Yu, what's wrong with you?" Fu Huan leaned against the bed, and when he saw Zi Yu with a strange figure, his expression became unsightly, and he suddenly remembered what Leng Yuan had said before.

"It's nothing, it's not a problem." Ziyu wiped away his tears, seeing that Fuhuan's tendons in his hands and hamstrings were cut off, his heart ached.

Fuhuan wanted to raise his hand to wipe away Ziyu's tears, but found that he couldn't raise his hand at all, so he was helpless, and said in relief, "It's all my fault, it's because I trust Leng Yuan too much."

"Master..." Seeing that Fu Huan already understood everything, Zi Yu simply didn't want to hide it anymore.

"Now, all the subordinates of Huangyu Pavilion have turned into half-human, half-beast monsters. I don't know if all this has anything to do with Leng Yuan." Ziyu said, showing his fish tail.

Fuhuan looked at the fish tail under Ziyu's legs, his heart sank suddenly, but he didn't know what to say.

So far, I can only blame myself for being useless.

"Grandma Yu, has there been any news from Si Qing in the past two days?" Fu Huan looked at Zi Yu with bright eyes as if he had grasped at straws.

Mentioning Si Qing, Ziyu's face became a little weird, Chao Fuhuan shook his head, "No, there is no whereabouts of Lord Underworld."

"Mother-in-law, this is the end of the matter. Si Qing and I have long been tied together. There are some things that you don't need to hide from me." Fu Huan gently raised his hand, and finally caught Zi Yu's hand.

Ziyu sniffed, tears fell from his eyes, okay, why did everything turn out like this, why?

"Just now……"

"Master Hades personally destroyed Qionghua Terrace."

"At present, one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers are following the will of the emperor of heaven to capture Lord Underworld, and some little ghosts in the realm are willing to follow Si Qing. Today, the two realms are in chaos."

"Wuji Tianzun also took the opportunity to rebel against the Emperor of Heaven, and stood on the side with Lord Mingshen. Emperor Ziwei and Emperor Qinghua still followed the Emperor of Heaven."

"Outside, it's completely chaotic. Lord Hades is weak, so he may not be the opponent of so many people."

After Ziyu finished speaking, Fu Huan's heart beat faster, and he couldn't calm down anymore, he hurriedly got off the bed, and ran out the door in a stumbling manner.

"master……"

Ziyu called Fuhuan from behind, but her physical discomfort made it impossible for her to follow Fuhuan closely. As soon as she ran out, Fuhuan had disappeared.

...

skyline.

While Leng Yuan was in the secret prison, trying again and again the longevity technique that Si Qing taught her, Wuji Tianzun suddenly entered the secret prison, and slapped Leng Yuan heavily.

Leng Yuan didn't react for a while, and was severely injured. When she wanted to destroy the prolongation technique, she only heard Wuji Tianzun sneer, "Don't waste your efforts, my nephew taught you the prolongation technique, but he didn't tell you. A way to suppress the longevity technique."

"Leng Yuan, you have done a lot of evil, you deserve some retribution!" After Wuji Tianzun finished speaking, he gave another heavy palm.

"No, Secretary, you lied to me, you lied to me!"

...

After Fu Huan rushed out of the door, she wanted to use her spiritual power to take a look at the heaven several times, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't gather any spiritual power.

In a hurry, she had no choice but to wander around aimlessly, trying to exercise while walking.

Secretary, you must not have any accidents, you must not have any accidents!

On Xiajie Street, many people watched her walking stumbling and talking non-stop, thinking that she was a crazy woman from nowhere, and they all stayed away from her.

"Secretary..."

"Secretary..."

Fu Huan kept repeating Si Qing's name, but she just didn't know where to find Si Qing.

From day to night, the wounds on Fu Huan's hands and feet burst open, and he no longer had the strength to walk. When he was about to turn around first, he caught a glimpse of a place from the corner of his eye.

Floating tree!

That is the direction of the floating tree!

Fu Huan's eyes lit up, and with the last bit of strength, he ran towards the floating tree.

It turned out that the temple was not far from the floating tree.

...

After a while, Fu Huan arrived under the Floating Tree, but when she caught a glimpse of the figure under the tree from a distance, her footsteps froze in place, not daring to move.

Yes, dare not move.

Because she couldn't tell who the bloody man was.

"Brother Qing..."

"Secretary..."

Fu Huan stepped forward step by step, and his breathing gradually stagnated at this moment.

She is such a high-spirited brother Qing, why is she in such a decline now.

After Fu Huan approached, he slowly raised his hand, and caressed Si Qing's cheek tremblingly. Before touching Si Qing's cheek, Fu Huan's hand could no longer exert strength, and when it was about to fall, He was suddenly held by a warm palm.

Si Qing raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the person in front of him, he smiled faintly, "Huan'er, it's you."

"Si Qing..." Seeing that Si Qing raised his eyes, Fu Huan struggled, and when he subconsciously wanted to check Si Qing's pulse, Si Qing blocked him with his hand.

"Huan'er, hug me." Si Qing said weakly.

As soon as these words came out, Fu Huan's tears were like a river breaking its embankment, the tears instantly blurred Fu Huan's eyes, and he sat down beside Si Qing.

Si Qing took advantage of the trend and lay down in Fu Huan's arms, with a few traces of ashes and fatigue in his eyes, and said in a clear tone, "Huan'er, the matter of Chunmeng is over."

"Qinghuatai's promise, I probably can't keep it, so I ruined it."

"In this life, I owe you alone."

Fu Huan's eyes were already blushing from crying, and after hearing Si Qing's words, he kept shaking his head, "No, you don't owe me, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

If she didn't willfully take away half of Chunmeng's soul, the Heavenly Emperor wouldn't be furious, and wouldn't implicate Si Qing.

Now, all of this is her fault.

When Fu Huan hugged Si Qing at this time, he could feel that Si Qing's heart pulse was scattered, and the pulse condition was extremely weak. Talking to her now, he might be holding his last breath.

"Fool, don't blame yourself. If it were me, I might not be able to do better than you." Si Qing understood Fu Huan's inner thoughts, and expressed his pity.

Fu Huan was crying, but didn't speak.

"Huan'er, I'm a little tired." Si Qing suddenly felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he didn't even have the strength to look up at Fu Huan's face.

Now, he and the Heavenly Emperor almost died together, and the heavenly world was in chaos. Emperor Ziwei, Emperor Qinghua and others, in order to protect Fu Huan, turned their backs and supported Wuji Tianzun as the new Heavenly Emperor.

The former Emperor of Heaven is gone, and no one will trouble Fu Huan anymore.

This is probably the best arrangement, and he has no regrets.

"Brother Qing, Si Qing..." Fu Huan looked at Si Qing with eyes full of horror, lowered his head and held Si Qing's cheek, and called Si Qing urgently.

Si Qing squeezed out a weak smile, "The next life, the next life..."

Before the words were finished, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted, and he slowly closed his eyes, with a faint smile still remaining on the corners of his lips.

"Secretary!"

Fu Huan looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, burst into tears in an instant, and hugged Si Qing tightly in his arms, unable to accept the facts in front of him.

Si Qing in his arms closed his eyes, and the blood on his body was slowly flowing, dyeing the dead leaves around him blood red.

Fu Huan's eyes were red, and she tightly hugged the body that was getting colder in her arms, and there was never-before-seen sadness and despair in her eyes.

"Brother Qing, the world is so big, why can't we tolerate you and me alone?"

"I'll come to you now, can you wait for me?"

Exhausting all his strength, a red light suddenly appeared——

The two figures under the floating tree cuddled tightly together, peaceful and beautiful, pieces of dead leaves fell and hit them, but they remained motionless, as if they were enjoying the tenderness and tranquility of this moment.

As they cuddled each other, a few star-bright beads slowly diffused from their bodies, gradually drifting toward the sky.

The branches of the Floating Tree suddenly swayed a few times, and after embracing a red bead and a dark bead, they regained their composure.

...

Thousands of years later.

The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the wind is sunny and the weather is beautiful. In the Shangwen Building, we met for the first time.

"Have you seen enough?"

"What if you say you haven't seen enough?"

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