Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

Seeing that Fu Cheng was quiet and still, Chunxi felt a little flustered for some reason.

At this moment, she didn't dare to say anything for the prince anymore, she just knelt down by the couch with the medicine in her hands, coaxing a child like:

"It's the servant talking nonsense, my lord, don't be sad. You drink the medicine first, and the servant will bring you candied fruit immediately. After eating, you won't be bitter."

However, after Fu Cheng's funeral, she calmed down on her own, still as if she didn't care about anything.

He raised his hand and yawned, then sat up slowly, picked up the spoon, and began to drink the medicine perfunctorily.

Of course, poison was also added to this medicine—another "poison" that Chunxi had replaced, but the young man drank it without changing his face, as if he didn't know it at all.

However, Chun Xi still noticed one detail, that is... Fu Cheng's expression was extremely cold every time he drank the medicine. In those clear eyes, there was no desire for recovery like that of ordinary patients, just like every time he saw the imperial physician, , that never expected eyes.

This discovery frightened Chunxi a little. She tensed up and tried to hold the tray steady, but her heart was already in a mess.

Fu Cheng just finished drinking the medicine casually, then dropped the spoon, turned to look at the table outside, and raised her chin proudly.

"After drinking, you go get it."

These words seem to be in response to what Chunxi said before, "take candied fruit", but Chunxi has served the boy for a while, and she knows that Fucheng doesn't mean that.

Perhaps because of heart disease, the young man often does not look at people, his eyes are always out of focus, and the few times when he looks at people seriously, it is still when he is hurt by her words...

Chunxi faintly felt heartache, looked at the boy's too thin figure, and turned around to go out.

After a while, a basket of hot pastries was brought in.

As soon as the steamer is opened, the sweet aroma of the pastry hits the face, which is extraordinarily warm in the cool autumn night.

Fu Cheng finally became a little happier, took two or three bites of the small snowflake pastry, chewed and swallowed it, and while eating, looked at the shape of the pastry curiously.

Now his internal organs are completely corroded by poison, as long as he is awake, he will feel pain all the time so that he wants to hang himself, and the only time he can temporarily ignore the pain is when he eats sweets.

Of course, perhaps it was because of the hardships suffered in the first life, even if the current Fucheng always said that she could not bear the hardships because of the experience of being a quilt demon in the second life, she really rarely showed a painful expression, let alone love her classmates. Chunxi complains, as if she is used to it.

Because of this, Chun Xi felt pity for him even more, and every time he saw Fu Cheng's contented and childish appearance when he was eating dim sum, he felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

She sighed secretly, watching the boy's eyes gradually turn complicated, and she couldn't even think of stopping him from reaching for the second disc.

It's a pity that Chunxi couldn't bear to stop her, and there were always uninvited guests.

Before Fu Cheng's hand touched the steamer, there was a burst of very light footsteps outside the window.

Immediately, there was a knock on the door, and Zhou Qinghe, the crown prince's confidant, came in, followed by two court ladies, holding a tray covered with red silk.

Fu Cheng turned a blind eye to this, and just lowered her head to bite the snack, eating seriously.

Zhou Qinghe seemed to be used to him ignoring people like this, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Is Fu Xiaoshi well today? The crown prince knows that you don't sleep much at night, so he ordered our family to bring you something to relieve your boredom. "

Saying that, the maid behind her brought up a box of Ye Mingzhu.

Fu Cheng glanced up, then continued to lower her head to eat snacks without interest, and thought: If the dog really cares about me, it should give me some painkillers.

Zhou Qinghe was not annoyed, but laughed because of his rare attention, as if he couldn't bear his love, and said:

"In addition to the Pearl of the East China Sea, the Crown Prince also gave you this... He said it was... You will know what he wants after reading it."

As soon as the words fell, a rosewood box was gently placed in Fu Cheng's hand.

Before Fu Cheng could react, Zhou Qinghe immediately urged: "Your Majesty is weak. Before our family came, the Crown Prince specifically told you to take care of your health. Pasta such as cakes and steamed buns are not easy to digest. Don’t use it too much, it’s better to nourish people with medicated diet.”

As soon as the words were finished, Chunxi on the side seemed to wake up from a dream, and quickly put away the rest of the snacks with shaking hands, even taking away the plate from Fu Cheng's hand.

"Uh..." Fu Cheng paused with his empty hands, lowered his eyelids for a moment, and pulled off the handkerchief to wipe his hands.

This dog prince is really meddling with rats all day long, saying that he cares about him and not letting him eat indiscriminately, but the queen wants him to die, poisoning him for more than ten years and even now poisoning him under the prince's eyes, the prince The dog thing never doubts as if he was blind.

But if you check it carefully, it will not be the case.

They don't even care about his life, they even care about what he eats.

Fu Cheng was very upset, and didn't respond to the rosewood box handed to her at all.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Chunxi, and then looked at the window sill not far away.

Apart from Chunxi, there should be other people who obey the Queen's order on the boat.

If he directly reveals the poisoning, the queen is afraid that the prince will find out, so she will definitely speed up to take his life.

But in the same way, none of the people here... can survive.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Fu Cheng lowered his head and didn't speak.

He was eager to die and be relieved, but he didn't want other people to die with him, although he didn't like these people at all.

The quilt demon is a monster, understands cause and effect, and does not kill.

His parents in the first life also taught him that even if he is not sympathetic to others, he should not harm others, whether he wants to or not.

Fu Cheng was silent for a long time before making a decision, and said softly: "The prince really treats me well?"

With his head slightly lowered, he looked so weak and innocent that people felt a little profane just by looking at him, and everyone present secretly took a deep breath.

Fortunately, Zhou Qinghe was the first to react, and said happily: "Oh, my little son, how can this be false? The prince can't wait to pick all the stars in the sky to you. Just say what you want, and we will tell the prince as soon as we get back." .”

Fu Cheng nodded her head when she heard the words, then lay down softly again, turned sideways, and turned her back to the outside.

After making sure that Zhou Qinghe couldn't see his face, Fu Cheng regained his composure, and said slowly:

"Go and tell the prince, I want him, and he is only good for me, including the queen, and I have to retreat."

As soon as the words fell, everyone behind them gasped in shock and remained silent.

Fu Cheng still felt that the stimulation was not enough, and Shi Shiran said: "From now on, if the empress has a quarrel with me, the prince will protect me. If you can't do it, don't come to see me again. The empress and I can only keep one."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Qinghe and the others were so frightened that they couldn't speak anymore.

This little prince Fu wants to compete with the prince's own mother and empress?

Zhou Qinghe's face was stiff, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Chunxi's face was even paler, she turned her head almost in despair, and looked at the small window not far away... As expected, the person watching her was still there.

Well, my son's words, I'm afraid it's...

Chunxi tried hard to hold her palms to calm herself down.

She was desperately thinking about how to help Fu Cheng explain these words, but before she could think of an excuse, Zhou Qinghe came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry, this... our family will tell the crown prince truthfully."

Tell the truth, that is, tell the truth, don't stand in line and don't favor anyone, and you won't hurt yourself no matter what.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Qinghe didn't say anything more, instead he persuaded Fu Cheng: "Don't you want to see the gift that the crown prince gave you?"

Fu Cheng achieved his goal, originally he was too lazy to entangle with the old fox behind him, but after thinking about it...

Zhou Qinghe was the only one who called him his son.

Thinking of the situation of this body, Fu Cheng finally gave this face, opened the box casually, and took a look.

It is a jade pendant with concentric mandarin ducks.

He frowned in disgust.

But after thinking about it, he died just once, the queen heard those words, and within two days she would come to kill him, and then he would no longer suffer from illness, and had nothing to do with this world.

Fu Cheng picked up the jade pendant by the silk sash, looked at it meaningfully, and threw it back into the box.

Seeing this, Zhou Qinghe waved his hand and asked the people behind him to come over with medicinal meals.

"My son, the crown prince is worried that you won't sleep well at night, so he specially asked someone to make a medicinal meal, do you want to get up and use some?"

Fu Cheng had already drank the poison twice today, and when he heard the word medicated food, he felt a sudden throbbing pain in his entire abdomen, the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak.

The remaining obsession of the original owner is protesting again.

According to memory, Fu Cheng was "frail and sickly" since he was a child, and the queen took pity on him for his loneliness, so she kept ordering her confidant maid to give him medicinal diet prescriptions, and the people around her were all replaced by the queen's people.

It was those ten years of herbal diet that killed Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng endured the pain, her brows and eyes were a little tired, and before she had time to react, she heard Zhou Qinghe say from behind:

"The crown prince said that the little prince drank the medicinal food, and his body recovered quickly. If Mr. Yu Hanzhou comes to visit tomorrow, it will be a good time to invite you to meet and make friends."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Cheng felt that his whole heart was twisted as if he wanted to let him die on the spot, and he lost all sleepiness in an instant.

How much does the original owner of this body not want to know Yu Hanzhou?No one can rest in peace.

He thought about it, but Yu Hanzhou didn't do anything... It really came from the sky.

Fu Cheng didn't want to pay attention to these things at first, but he didn't want to continue to be in pain. After thinking about it, he had to sit up listlessly, without looking at the medicinal food, just grabbed the turquoise decoration on the couch, and looked at it. After a while, they hit the ground one after another, smashing to pieces.

After smashing the ornament, he grabbed it casually, and saw that the mandarin duck concentric jade pendant was also thrown out, breaking into two halves.

After the fall, Fu Cheng made another effort and overturned the cup of medicinal food.

Prince Dog wants to use turquoise ornaments to show that he has the power to overwhelm Yu Hanzhou and is gentle and considerate, right?smashed.

Mandarin ducks and jade pendants pretend to be affectionate and bury a hidden cuckold for Yu Hanzhou, right?fell.

Drinking a pot is of no benefit to the disease, and you can't just poison him to death. It's a disgusting thing that can only be used to express "caring"?fall down.

After all, the original owner will not die with peace in his eyes, and what Fu Cheng can do is really limited, so he only said:

"If the crown prince treats me well, less people will monitor me. And don't mention Yu Hanzhou to me."

Chunxi didn't know why he was so angry, and couldn't explain past him, so she looked at him anxiously and worriedly.

Fu Cheng ignored the people around her, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Qinghe was also a little surprised.

Long before seeing Fu Cheng, those who served them all knew that Fu Cheng was a well-known sickly beauty with a gentle temperament and approachable personality, but she had never heard of her being so proud.

But... Zhou Qinghe thought about it again, the prince is so cruel, disregarding the friendship of his youth and the face of the old master, it's no wonder that this little prince is going to be angry.

Thinking of the old national teacher's most worrying thing before his death was his frail young son...

Zhou Qinghe sighed a little, and said in his heart: He was only weak back then, but now he is relying on medicinal materials to hang his life. Whoever did it will know if he checks it. The crown prince just pretended to be deaf and dumb. And how should I cry?

Immediately, Zhou Qinghe thought that the first assistant Yu Hanzhou was notoriously ruthless, so he felt more pity for Fu Cheng and sighed slightly.

How to put it... Even if the old master is gone, the reputation of An Dinghou has not been lost. No matter how bad Fu Cheng is, he is still a noble son, and there is absolutely no reason for him to be given as a gift by the current prince.

But now on and off the boat, nobody respectfully called Fu Cheng the son of a prince, instead they all called "Young Master" and "Young Master". Put Fucheng as cheap to the end.

The more Zhou Qinghe thought about it, the colder he felt in his heart, he felt that the exquisite painting boat was full of despair and death, so he didn't dare to say anything more. He put the things away respectfully, and said a few words of comfort to Fu Cheng. I just said I want to quit.

Originally, the prince had specifically instructed him that he would come to visit Fucheng tomorrow.

But Zhou Qinghe thought about Fucheng's situation, thought about it for a while, and didn't say it face to face, only going to tell Chunxi in private.

Fu Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to it. Hearing that Zhou Qinghe was about to leave, she rolled over and continued to sleep.

I just fired a fire for the original owner, but it doesn't hurt that much.

He couldn't sleep well, his body never allowed him to sleep well.

After a while, Fu Cheng began to cough by pressing her heart again, and her breathing became more and more rapid...

Faintly, he smelled an inexplicable aroma, which was very similar to the smell of medicine in the pear soup before, and it became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, the eyes that followed like a shadow of a poisonous snake fell on his back again.

"I wanted to slowly poison you to death according to my mother's words, but I didn't know that you were still dreaming of the spring and autumn dream, trying to control the crown prince and fight against my mother? It's so funny... the day the prince took you to the moon, I wanted you to bleed to death ..."

A vicious laugh came into his ears, Fu Cheng slowly clenched his hands tightly as if he had a premonition.

Who wants to die if they can live well?

But after feeling the familiar pain, he inhaled the poison into his lungs without any resistance.

His aura gradually became weaker... and finally approached nothing...

While half asleep and half awake, Fu Cheng met the parents of the first life.

The gray-haired father sat far away in the corner of the room, pretending not to look at him with a cold face, while the same old mother stood in front of the wheelchair, hunched over and smiled and hugged him, just like when she was a child.

From the age of five to the age of 19, from the time he was diagnosed with ALS to receiving the notice of critical illness, to the day before the death of the elders, the way his parents treated him never changed, as if they loved him from beginning to end.

No disease, no disaster, peace and joy.The only hope his parents had for him before they died.

Thinking about it now, only when he becomes a quilt demon, like the second life, can he realize this last wish.

Because, from the moment he passed through this body, it was already like the shadow of the sun about to fall by the river, with no chance of life, it was too late.

The author says:

Prince Dog: How could you be so heartless and leave alone...

Fu Cheng (salted fish and beauty holding her chin): Why, terminally ill patients still have the right to choose euthanasia.