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Uncle Qin's hurried arrival surprised Fei Yu. Under normal circumstances, Uncle Qin was usually calm and unhurried. Why was he so flustered now? What happened?

After throwing the white mouse into the cage, Fei Yu walked to the door and looked at Uncle Qin, who was panting." Uncle Qin, why are you in such a hurry? Is Your Highness feeling unwell?"

Uncle Qin nodded and once again controlled his aura. He grabbed Fei Yu's sleeve and walked towards Wei Sheng Zhong Hua's courtyard.

"I don't know what's wrong with His Highness, but he woke up crying an hour ago and didn't say anything. Young Master Fei Yu, please go and see His Highness. His Highness listens to you the most at this time.”

Fei Yu understood what he meant. She wanted to break free from Uncle Qin's hand, but on second thought, if she really felt uncomfortable, it would be her fault if she didn't go. However, when she thought about how that guy actually dared to take advantage of her, the anger in her heart couldn't be appeased.

As they walked into Weisheng Zhonghua's bedroom, they saw Weisheng Zhonghua really lying on the bed and crying silently. There was quite a lot of tears flowing out, and his eyes were already red beyond recognition. They were even slightly swollen.

Fei Yu went in and didn't say anything. She just touched his forehead to test the temperature. He didn't have a fever, so why was he crying? He checked his pulse again. Other than weakness and poison, there was really nothing wrong. What was going on?

Weisheng Zhonghua's tears were even more turbulent when Fei Yu came, but it was still so silent. The pillow was already covered with a large mark of sh * t, and it was unknown how long he had been crying.

Seeing how Fei Yu touched her forehead and wrist, her expression was still so calm. There was no extra expression, not even joy. He felt that he had failed. He couldn't even make Fei Yu happy. When he thought of this, his heart felt even more uncomfortable.

Fei Yu frowned. This expression naturally fell into Weisheng Zhonghua's eyes, and it deeply stabbed his heart. He felt that even breathing was a lot harder.

"Why are you crying?" Fei Yu felt a headache coming on. She once again doubted her master, and her mood was particularly frustrated because of Wei Sheng Zhonghua's willfulness. Even the joy of developing the prototype of the poison of the festival clothes had faded a lot.

Weisheng Zhonghua's tears flowed even more violently, but his hands tightly grabbed Fei Yu's sleeves and refused to let go. His teary eyes looked at Fei Yu as he cried, not saying a word. Uncle Qin felt that his heart had been shattered by His Highness 'tears.

Fei Yu absolutely did not have the patience to coax Wei Sheng Zhong Hua. Because of yesterday's incident, he could have just killed Wei Sheng Zhong Hua with a single palm strike. However, when he thought about the trouble he would have in the future, he completely suppressed his emotions. He could not ruin his life because of a loss. This debt could not be settled.

"Third Prince, if you have nothing else to say, Fei Yu will take her leave first.”Fei Yu turned around and wanted to leave. However, her sleeve was tightly grabbed. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it back. If she really left, the sleeve of this dress would definitely be destroyed. The two of them were in a stalemate.

Uncle Qin was very surprised. Why did Young Master Fei Yu's attitude change so much after he returned this time? She used to be able to coax His Highness, but now she was so distant. Could something have happened?

"Let go." Fei Yu's heart was burning with anger. As a man, as a 21st century Homo Evolutis, he had naturally seen many cases of homosexual behavior. He had already accepted it after being reborn into this world with a f * cking setting. However, he was a straight man, not gay. He could not be so indifferent to being taken advantage of!

"No." Weisheng Zhonghua finally spoke, but his words refuted Fei Yu's opinion, making Fei Yu's mood even more unbearable." If you let me go, you will leave. You will leave me."”

Fei Yu was angry." I would have left anyway. I just waited for you to recover before leaving. You'd better not be so willful."”

Uncle Qin looked at the situation from the side and thought to himself," This is bad. Did His Highness really offend Young Master Fei Yu?" Young Master Fei Yu, who had always been gentle and gentle, actually said this. Your Highness, what exactly did you do to make Young Master Fei Yu so angry?

Hearing Fei Yu's words, Weisheng Zhonghua felt his heart ache even more, and even his face turned pale. His fingers trembled slightly, and his breathing became irregular. His heart beat violently, as if it was about to jump out. He was suffocating in his chest, and it hurt.

Fei Yu actually said that he was willful. Fei Yu said that he wanted to leave him and leave him when he recovered. Why? Why did Fei Yu leave him? What was this for? What was wrong with him? He could change. Why did Fei Yu leave him?

His finger bones began to turn white. He was unwilling to let go of Fei Yu's sleeve. He did not want it, but he did not want it! Absolutely not! He would never let go of Fei Yu! Never! It was death! He would not let go of Fei Yu!

Weisheng Zhonghua looked at Fei Yu's back with a hint of determination. The pain in his heart was even more intense than before. His lips were already pale, and his face was also pale. The dull pain began to spread from his heart, spreading through his internal organs, deep into his limbs and bones. His entire person felt as if he had fallen into ice water, completely cold!

" Urgh…" The pain reached its peak. A mouthful of blood spewed out and fell on the brocade blanket. A beautiful white lotus flower bloomed in the mist. The lotus flower that was dyed with blood for no reason was actually so enchanting. Uncle Qin was stunned when he saw it. He only reacted after a while and shouted," Not good!"

The unique rust smell in the blood stunned Fei Yu. Fei Yu hurriedly turned around and saw the blood on the brocade blanket. The bright red color was hair-raising, and the rhythm in her heart panicked. Even Fei Yu did not understand why this was happening. In an instant, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Blood slowly dripped from her pale lips, drawing a bright red mark on her chin and hitting Fei Yu's heart.

He stretched out his hand to feel Fei Yu's pulse, but Wei Sheng Zhong Hua stubbornly grabbed Fei Yu's sleeve and refused to let go. His black pupils were so dark that it was terrifying, and his determined expression made Fei Yu's hand stiffen.

"You can't leave me, you can't.”Weisheng Zhonghua did not care about his own pain. He only firmly grabbed Fei Yu's sleeve and said with a firm gaze, causing Fei Yu to be stunned on the spot. Even Uncle Qin was shocked on the spot, unable to recover for a long time.

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