Chapter 1831 No One Can Cure It

Fu Ruoqing lives in such a dilapidated place?

Looking at this place, it looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time. The windows and doors are full of holes. How can they keep out the cold wind? Jing Yue stepped in step by step, and the eunuchs and maids around her were carefully guarding the place. Looking at Jingyue.

Only then did I get a little closer, when I heard the sound of coughing from the bed in the house, the maid wanted to go in to report, but was stopped by Jing Yue, she took a slight step forward, stood in front of the door and saw people in the house.

The woman in a shabby robe full of patches was tightly holding a hairpin that had been held for an unknown period of time, rubbing it over and over again. The hairpin that was rubbed seemed to have lost its original luster. .

There was an undisguised bluish-black color on her face, but Jing Yue's eyes fell on Fu Ruoqing's eyes that had been gouged out. That terrifying look made Jing Yue's heart beat hard. The maid next to Jing Yue couldn't bear to cry out in shock, which immediately attracted Fu Ruoqing's attention.

The cheek that was slowly turning around, the way it was revealed, was even more frightening.

Jing Yue held her hand tightly, she never thought that the radiant and aloof Fu Ruoqing back then would become like this now.

In a trance, I still remember that when Jing Yue met Fu Ruoqing for the first time, the proud woman looked at herself with a pair of contemptuous eyes. If you back off by three points, all the ministers in the DPRK will fawn on you.

Now, how did it become like this?

Jing Yue looked at Fu Ruoqing, clenched her hands slightly as if she was sighing, at this time and at that time, perhaps Fu Ruoqing had thought of this day early in the morning, right? "

"Lianhua, who is here?" Fu Ruoqing asked calmly, with a thick hoarse voice, coughing from time to time, looking at the skinny fingers, Jing Yue's brows Wrinkled deeper.

The servant girl glanced at Jing Yue, but didn't dare to speak. Fu Ruoqing realized that no one answered her, so she fell silent suddenly, and the surroundings were very quiet.

"Jingyue...you are here." After a long silence, Fu Ruoqing suddenly said, as if it was funny, she silently turned her head to the side and said, "I know I look ugly..."

"Are you here to see my jokes? Cough cough cough...then you are here at the wrong place..." Fu Ruoqing's whole body was full of weakness, listening to Fu Ruoqing's words, in the past, it must have looked domineering ,but now.

Listening to Fu Ruoqing's words, Jing Yue felt very sad.

"Your maid said that you were dying, so I begged me to save you." Jing Yue stepped into the house, and found that there was not even a chair to sit in, so she had to stand like this.

"..." After Jing Yue's words fell, Fu Ruoqing was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head and said, "Did Xiao Chen not come? I don't want him to see me as ugly as I am now."

"Not here." Jing Yue's eyes fell on Fu Ruoqing's hand, the hairpin was already a very old style.

"It's good if I didn't come... Cough cough cough... cough cough..." Fu Ruoqing coughed violently, the trembling handkerchief was stained with bright red blood, but Fu Ruoqing didn't seem to care about it at all.

"Silly girl Lianhua, I'm already terminally ill, and I can't be cured by anyone..." Fu Ruoqing turned her head slightly, as if she wanted to feel the sunshine for the last time, and said with a slight smile; "That day was just like now. of warmth."