Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

"What do you mean useless?"

Zimo knelt down and said nothing. Zishu looked at Prince Jue with a crying voice and asked, "Master, can I see the young lady for the last time?"

Jiao Zhongjue's face turned pale, and his body suddenly shook. He almost kicked, and the maid guarding the door quickly made way for him, and he rushed straight into Chuchu's boudoir.

She entered the room as fast as a gust of wind, and the maid at the door couldn't stop her.

Jiao Zhongjue: "Chu Chu..."

August: "Prince Jue?"

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Chuchu lay motionless in the thin quilt. The sky-blue quilt wrapped her entire body, even her head was covered tightly.

"Chu Chu, Chu Chu, don't scare Brother Jue." Jiao Zhongjue's voice was choked with sobs. Tears had already come out at this time and he couldn't hold them back.

Something happened to his Chuchu. No, it couldn't be. Jiao Zhongjue tried to lift the quilt, but he didn't dare to use brute force. No matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't open it.

Is he so injured that he can’t even look at his face? The more desperate Jiao Zhongjue became, the less he dared to use force.

As soon as he entered the room, he found blood-stained clothes on the floor and bedding that had been changed but not cleared away. There were bloodstains all over the clothes, a large bloodstain on the sheets, and bloodstains on the bedding were also dotted. They were very bright red and glaring, which made his heart ache. Thinking of how many times the thief had stabbed Chu Chu, it was as if countless knives were cutting out his heart and lungs.

He was careless, too careless, just like the time when Chuchu was taken to Peach Blossom Mountain, they never thought that Chuchu would be in danger for the second time.

This is the third time. What deep blood feud must have made him treat Chu Chu like this? If he were to catch him, he would definitely cut him into pieces and even burning him to death would not satisfy his hatred.

Luo Mei, Qiu Li and others nearby saw Prince Jue like this and wanted to step forward to stop him but were stopped by Li Yan waving his hand. The old lady sitting in the black armchair was still calm, and the matter was not hidden from her in the end.

The old lady was holding Bao Bao, and even gently covered Bao Bao's mouth to stop him from speaking. She looked at Prince Jue without saying a word.

Li Yan and the old lady both looked calm now, but it was obvious that they had just cried. The tear marks on their faces had not dried yet, and Bao Bao's noses were still full of snot bubbles.

"Brother Jue, don't be anxious..., Chuchu..."

Li Yan tried to persuade her, but the old lady next to her tugged at her sleeve from behind, and she didn't say the rest of the words.

"Aunt, it's all my fault. It's all my fault for being careless. These few years have been so peaceful that Jue thought no one could hurt her anymore." Jiao Zhongjue's voice was choked with sobs. He stopped pulling the quilt and sat heavily on the edge of the bed. He leaned over and put his arms around Chuchu's body wrapped in a thin quilt. His voice was trembling, and he was trembling too.

Let him hug his Chuchu again. He couldn't let Chuchu leave this world alone. He could even feel that Chuchu's body was still warm. If he could come earlier, Chuchu would definitely be fine. Chuchu must be able to sense his presence now.

"Brother Jue is wrong. Brother Jue should have married Chu Chu home a long time ago. Prince Jue's mansion obviously has 200 personal soldiers and is obviously safer than Duke Shun's mansion, but Brother Jue did not protect you.

If it weren't for Brother Jue's hesitation, Chuchu would definitely not have gotten into trouble. Brother Jue could have married you and raised you for a few years, and then consummated the marriage after you reached the age of marriage like Hongying did. Then Brother Jue could have protected you every day.

Obviously, our mother and aunt arranged our marriage, and it was destined by heaven. Master Huilian also said so. Why did Brother Jue do this? Why are you hesitating? Why?

Brother Jue only wants to marry Chuchu in this life. How could Chuchu be so selfish as to leave Brother Jue behind and go away first? "

Jiao Zhongjue continued to hold Chuchu with one hand, and kept knocking his head with the other hand. His eyes were filled with tears. He held Chuchu in his arms tighter and tighter, and his face was directly pressed against her head.

"Aunt, let's hold the wedding right away. I will hold the wedding with Chuchu today. No matter what, Chuchu is my wife. I will marry Chuchu. Chuchu is mine in life and mine in death. She should be buried in my Prince Jue's mansion."

Old Madam, Li Yan: ...

Hold a wedding? Marry him even if he's dead? This son-in-law is worth it.

Duke Shun, who had just arrived at the door after hearing the news, almost fainted when he heard Jiao Zhongjue's words. His shaky body looked like it was about to fall, and he cried out in pain: "Chu Chu, Daddy's Chu Chu!"

Everyone except the two of them: @~“?”

Luomei, Qiuli, Bayue, Donggu and Biyu didn't know where they were. They couldn't go forward or backward, and they dared not say a word. They were like wooden figures.

"Brother Jue, I can't breathe." A very weak and muffled voice came from under the quilt, and the body moved.

Just now, Chuchu heard Brother Jue's voice and Qiuli's exclamation, and knew that Brother Jue was about to rush in. She hurriedly wrapped her exposed head with a thin quilt, pretending to be asleep without moving, with her makeup done like a dumpling. Even when Brother Jue tore the quilt hard, she did not let go. At this time, she really did not want to see Brother Jue.

When Jiao Zhongjue heard this familiar voice, he was stunned and the expression on his face changed very quickly, but he was the fastest to let go of his hands immediately and hurriedly turned Chuchu's head out from the thin blanket.

Chu Chu in the quilt didn't look well. Her face, which was pale just now, was even paler now, looking pale and bloodless.

"Chu Chu is still alive. Where is Imperial Physician Tang? Has Imperial Physician Tang arrived? Zimo, call Imperial Physician." Jiao Zhongjue said this almost in a roar, not caring at all that there were so many elders in the room. He only remembered that the Imperial Physician had not arrived yet.

His Chuchu is not dead. As long as she is not dead, there is still a chance. His Chuchu is alive again, and he knows that Chuchu is reluctant to leave him like this.

Zishu's voice was immediately heard outside, followed by the sound of someone scrambling to get up, and then the sound of someone running out in a panic.

Zimo forgot to answer, he must have gotten up and ran out. Zishu later said loudly: "We're almost there, Uncle Zimo is out to pick us up."

They also heard the young lady's weak voice: Fortunately, the young lady's voice can still be heard, so she should still be saved, and the young lady is still alive.

While Jiao Zhongjue was surprised that Chuchu was still alive, he also felt that her face changed too quickly. She was clearly pale just now, but now her face looked slightly red, all the way to her ears. Her condition must be very critical.

It is generally not a good sign if the patient runs hot and cold, or suddenly wakes up and talks.