When Fu Yueyi came to the prison, Gu Ziyuan was sitting on the ground with hair all over his head, and his white prison clothes were bloodstained.

"Child source."

Fu Yueyi saw that Gu Ziyuan's body was full of injuries. She could not say that she was distressed, but her heart was not easy.

"Do I hate less? Yueyi, why do you want to tell me? You know I don't have a few days. "

At this time, Fu Yueyi's eyes were deep, completely different from the usual pretty girl. Her eyes were full of wind and frost, and she had a very old age.

I once married Fengyue, and every day I stay with him makes me feel disgusted. I will never marry again in my life. Ziyuan, hate if you want! I came to you with a purpose. "

In this life, I learned everything, but I didn't learn how to be an ordinary and loving woman. In my father's eyes, I was just a chess piece to help him get the throne.

"I only have myself in my eyes. You shouldn't have liked me.

"Even you should do the same to me." Gu Ziyuan finally stopped laughing, "Yueyi, am I not good enough for you? Why do you do the same to me? "

After hearing this, Gu Ziyuan released his hand and stepped back several steps. Suddenly, he burst into laughter. The more he laughed, the louder he was. Fu Yueyi did not speak, so she looked at Gu Ziyuan.

"I didn't like you either. I just wanted to have a place to settle down in Gu's house. I never wanted to stay with you for a lifetime. Gu Ziyuan, I'm sorry I took advantage of you."

Gu Ziyuan looked at Fu Yueyi in disbelief, obviously could not believe this.

"You..."

Fu Yueyi didn't avoid Gu Ziyuan's eyes, so she looked at Gu Ziyuan straight and said, "I never thought of marrying you."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Ziyuan, you're not sorry for me. You must say that I'm sorry for you."

Yueyi, I wanted to marry you. Now I have no chance. You left the capital earlier. This is a place of right and wrong. "

Gu Ziyuan shook his head firmly, "if I regret it, I won't do it. I admit it, but it's impossible for me to admit it. It's a pity that I'm sorry for you.

Fu Yueyi looked at Gu Ziyuan, and a trace of intolerance flashed in her eyes. He was born in a rich family. He must have never suffered this kind of hardship. After seven or eight days in prison, he was so thin that you can imagine how difficult his life in prison was.

"Ziyuan, do you regret it?"

After that, Gu Ziyuan was ready to hold Fu Yueyi's hand, but Fu Yueyi dodged. Gu Ziyuan was stunned and quickly responded, "yes, I'm dirty now. Don't dirty your hand."

"I can't die."

"How are you?"

Gu Ziyuan's voice was very weak, and he showed his white teeth to Fu Yueyi.

"Yueyi, here you are."

Gu Ziyuan was injured all over his body. His prison clothes were damaged in many places. He lost a lot of weight and his beard was ragged. He was no longer the high spirited wanton boy in the past.

Hearing Fu Yueyi's voice, Gu Ziyuan turned his head fiercely. His originally dark eyes suddenly had a look. He immediately got up from the ground, stumbled to the front of the iron railing, and grasped the iron railing with both hands.

"I don't want to cheat you."

Gu Ziyuan sneered, "I've cheated for so long. Do you still care about the last few days?"

Fu Yueyi doesn't speak. Gu Ziyuan sits on the ground in despair. He doesn't see Fu Yueyi any more. At this point, he doesn't know the meaning of his life. He thought that there are still people worth thinking about in the world. He didn't expect that everything was his own passion.