I was not reborn to be a substitute

After the emotions in Fu Huai's eyes flowed for a moment, he said coldly to the people behind him:

"...Kill the assassin, don't hurt the Holy Majesty."

He knew it was over now.

Lu Chenan stood beside Long Xiang and tightly closed his eyes.However, the person behind him let out a faint smile at this moment.

"Thank you."

Long said to Lu Chenan.

This turned out to be the last sentence he left behind.

Thousands of soldiers watched helplessly as his body gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a beam of light and entered Fu Huai's body.

Not only Fu Huai, but also Lu Chenan couldn't react.

The girl in the dream told him that only when the dark personality fell in love with him could he be fused, such a fact was vulgar enough, what was even more strange was that someone like Long Xiang would fall in love with him so quickly.

Lu Chenan looked at Fu Huai in front of him, blinked, and let go of something in his heart.

But almost at the same time, the pain from the bottom of my heart swept through my whole body.

It wasn't mental distress, but a physical pain. The pain like a needle pricked up, burning the remaining consciousness in his body little by little.

It hurts so much, life is worse than death.

In such a clear pain, the body should have adopted a self-protection mechanism to go into a coma long ago, but it just happened that the pain hung him, and the pain was just right, just enough for him to enjoy all the clear pain.

Fu Huai, who had just finally returned to normal, had memories of another personality flooding his mind, but before he had time to think about it carefully, he noticed Lu Chenan's pain.

In desperation, we can only knock people out first and then make a long-term plan.

Even after fainting, the heart-piercing pain invaded his frail body, so Fu Huai called Shaohua over to have a look.

After getting the pulse of the person in front of him, the expression on Shaohua's face became very subtle.

"He's been bewitched."

"It's a very vicious Gu. One person imposes it on the one he loves, forcing the one he loves to love him forever."

"But if the loved one changes his mind, or the person who poisoned him dies..."

Having said that, Shaohua seemed to be unable to continue, and looked at Fu Huai with a troubled expression on his face.

Fu Huai knew it in his heart, suppressed the emotion in his heart and asked, "What will happen?"

"Life is better than death, until the Gu worms hollow him out."

"Where's the antidote?" Fu Huai took the pain-faced man into his arms and hugged him in an almost reverent posture.

Although he has the memory of that person, everything in the memory points to one thing.

There is no antidote.

"There is no antidote." Shaohua was a little scared when he saw the cloudy and uncertain expression on Fu Huai's face, and even slowed down his voice involuntarily.

"Look, if you can't save him, you will all be buried with him." The expression on Fu Huai's face was the same, but the hands hugging Lu Chen'an's knees were tightened, and the voice that came out was so cold that it almost burned people.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

Those eyes suddenly showed tenderness when they saw the person in their arms, and they walked forward.

The soldiers consciously made way for the prime minister, almost dumbfounded watching the intimacy of the two people in power in this world.

Dressed in red, she dragged a trail on the trampled snow, and the person in her arms felt that she was in a warm embrace, and the pain of bone erosion seemed to be relieved.

Enduring the severe pain, he hummed softly: "Fu Huai......"

"lady."

Naturally, Lu Chenan couldn't hear Fu Huai's answer, and continued to mutter to himself:

"Fu Huai..." "I'm here."

Lu Chen'an's pointed jaw subconsciously nodded, retracted into the cloak that was just covered on his body, and said cautiously: "I love you very much."

The sky is covered with white snow, just like the sea of ​​flowers when the vows were made that day.

However, flowers will fail, and people will not have a hundred days of happiness.

One month later, the palace

"Your Majesty, Tianhan, be careful not to injure yourself." Shuang'er put on a heavy coat for Lu Chenan, Lu Chenan still had no expression on his face, and looked at the painting on the table dumbly,

It was the portrait that Fu Huai made for him.

The person in the painting is smiling and charming, so beautiful and bright beside the flower tree.

"Why doesn't he want me?"

Before the tears at the corners of his eyes dried up, new ones gushed out from them and hit the thin drawing paper like a cicada's wing.

Lu Chenan wiped it in a panic, but left an ugly hole on the scroll because of too much force.

"I can't keep a painting."

Huang Xing lay down on the scroll, his pair of black jade-like eyes lost all their vitality at this moment, like clay puppet statues.

Seeing this, Shuang'er really couldn't bear it, so she got up to help Lu Chenan.

The person who was lying on the table would not be touched by him, and the corners of his eyes were filled with crystals unconsciously.

Lu Chenan used to be an extremely strong and forbearing person, but since Fu Huai abandoned him, he often fell into a slightly sentimental melancholy for a day or two.

"I lost my temper."

The person who was so fragile just now that he seemed to be shattered at the touch of a touch got up from the table after a moment of slump, with a smile on his face.

"Shuang'er go out first, I'm fine."

"Your Highness..."

Shuang'er grew up watching Lu Chenan, and she gave all her emotional loyalty to Lu Chenan without any relatives.

Naturally, he couldn't bear to see the person he cherished so sad.

"actually......."

Shuang'er hesitated to speak, but finally shook her head and walked out, His Highness will be fine.

Shuang'er comforted herself.

When Lu Chen'an was poisoned by the poisonous poison and was dying, the prime minister suddenly wrote a letter, tired of chasing fame and fortune in the officialdom, and wanted to go back to the mountains and forests.

Later, Lu Chen'an came over, but when his life was dying, Fu Huai never visited him once.

Not once.

Lu Chenan still wanted to lie to himself, but Fu Huai left him nothing, not even an explanation on a thin piece of paper, he just left Lu Chenan and the whole country behind.

When the country was in turmoil, Fu Huai's former subordinates stepped forward to help Lu Chen stabilize the situation.

It wasn't until Fu Huai left that Lu Chenan realized his feelings for him, but Fu Huai obviously didn't hold the same feelings.

After the two have gone through thousands of sails, they never imagined that they would say goodbye in such a ridiculous and absurd way.Lu Chenan could accept that Fu Huai detested him, but he never thought that it would come in such a way, so quickly.

"Stop being depressed."

Shaohua, who was taking his pulse routinely, lightly touched Lu Chenan's side cheek, the spot that was fair and plump in the past was sunken down, and his complexion became sickly pale.

"Your Majesty has reduced a lot."

Lu Chenan, Ren Shaohua acted "disrespectful" on his face, and said indifferently: "Stop diagnosing my pulse, it's the same in this country with me and without me."

"If the Prime Minister knew that His Majesty would be so depressed, why would he save you!"

Seeing that Lu Chen'an had been depressed for so many days, Shaohua's almond eyes finally leaked anger and asked, and then she realized her gaffe, tightly covered her mouth, turned around and was about to leave.

"I'll go first."

"What did you just say?"