The air is a little depressed and solidified.

"Stop!"

Lu wanchu's painful voice came from her side, and she looked up.

Fu Yixin's long figure curled up slightly, trembled all over, clenched his fists, as if he was very uncomfortable.

"Fu Yi, what's the matter with you?"

Lu wanchu couldn't care about anything else anymore. He stretched out his hand to touch Fu Yi.

Beside her was her familiar breath. Fu Yi's eyes were full of scarlet. He didn't expect that the curse would happen in advance tonight.

Since the last attack for no reason, his curse doesn't happen at the end of the month as regularly as it once did, but has been disrupted.

Maybe he can't live until he is thirty, so what does he take with her.

"Fu Yi, what's the matter with you?"

Aware of something wrong, Lu wanchu grabbed Fu Yiyi's shoulder.

Fu Yi dared not let her see her like this. His slender palm firmly grasped Lu wanchu's hand, and his eyes avoided her eyes, "go down!"

When the car stopped, Fu Yi's voice was hoarse and unbearable.

He can bear all the pain himself. He doesn't want her to know.

Fu Yi pushed Lu wanchu away with great force, showing no mercy.

Lu wanchu felt uncomfortable. For a moment, he just thought Fu Yiyi was tired of her. He didn't look at Fu Yiyi at all and got out of the car without looking back.

The cold wind at night blew to Lu wanchu. Lu wanchu clenched his teeth and his eyes fell on the Rolls Royce that was about to start. Suddenly, Lu wanchu seemed to think of something and his face changed.

As soon as he caught up and opened the door, Lu wanchu grabbed Fu Yiyi's arm and shouted in a low voice, "Fu Yiyi, look at me."

Fu Yi closed his eyes and tried his best to control his uncontrollable emotion, "why did you come up?"

"I want you to look at me!"

Lu wanchu couldn't take care of others. Holding Fu Yi's cheek in his hands, he looked at his scarlet eyes behind his gold framed glasses and was shocked.

"You..." got sick!

The last three words were not spoken by Lu wanchu.

She has cured her illness. Why is it still so?

Lu wanchu knew that Fu Yixing's illness was entirely due to the curse. She had never been exposed to the curse before. Later, it took a lot of effort to make fu Yixing better. She thought his illness should have been completely cured, but now

Fu Yiyi forcibly pulled back his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "go down, I want you to go down."

He couldn't let her stay in the car because he was afraid he couldn't help hurting her.

"Fu Yi, shut up!"

Lu wanchu was cold all over and said in a deep voice. Then he eagerly opened his mouth to Mo Qing in the co pilot's seat, "Mo Qing, speed up and go back to the imperial villa."

Mo Qing looked worried or nodded and asked the driver to go back to the imperial villa quickly.

Although she didn't know where she knew her name, Mo Qing couldn't care about anything else at this time.

Fu Yi fell ill. No one could control him. Without the exquisite medical skills, he was very worried. He had no way but to go back to the imperial villa first.

Since Fu Yi's illness last time, the old man has been looking for a miracle doctor all over the country, hoping that someone can cure Fu Yi's disease, but how can a miracle doctor be so easy to find? After the death of the Lu family, who dares to claim that his medical skills are exquisite enough to bring people back to life.

"Lu wanchu, Lu wanchu!"

Fu Yi's eyes are scarlet as blood, his whole body is tight, and the back of his hand is blue. He is trying not to let his emotions get out of control.

It seemed that only by whispering her name could he not lose his mind.