Chapter 1227

Sure enough, as she expected, Fu Yi fell ill.

I'm afraid when he went to sleep, he noticed something wrong with himself and was afraid of hurting her, so he left quietly alone without anyone noticing.

"Fu Yi let him go, okay?"

Lu wanchu slowly approached Fu Yiyi and said softly.

"Madam, be careful, Mr. Fu."

Mo Qing stood behind Lu wanchu and began to worry.

Fu Yi's six relatives refuse to recognize him. Mo Qing is very worried that Lu wanchu will be hurt.

Lu wanchu shook his head. "He won't hurt me."

No one knows better than her that even if Fu Yi curses and refuses to recognize her, he still remembers her and won't hurt her.

His love for her has already surpassed these, and even the curse can't stop him from loving her.

Mo Qing is very uncomfortable. He doesn't understand why God wants to torture Fu Yi and this pair of lovers.

Lu wanchu slowly approached Fu Yiyi and smiled gently at him.

Fu Yi's angry eyes fell on Lu wanchu. His subordinates loosened their consciousness, and ah he fell to the ground. Regardless of others, he quickly ran away and left here.

Mo Qing nods to a bodyguard. The bodyguard turns and leaves. Ah he must keep his mouth tight.

Ahe's unconscious girlfriend was also taken away. Mo Qing's people blocked the whole alley and didn't let anyone enter here.

"Fu Yi, don't let the curse control you. I believe you."

Lu wanchu slowly approached Fu Yi, stood in front of him and smiled at him.

Fu Yi's eyes are in pain, like struggling with something.

Lu wanchu was very uncomfortable. He raised his hands and held Fu Yi's face, slightly padded his toes and put his lips on his lips.

Fu Yi's Scarlet eyes trembled and quickly pushed Lu wanchu away, as if frightened.

His head seemed to be about to explode. Fu Yi's forehead burst out thin sweat. He hugged his head with both hands and roared loudly.

"Fu Yi!"

Knowing that Fu Yi was struggling, Lu wanchu came forward to hold Fu Yi and took out a pill that could inhibit his disease.

"Fu Yi, I'm here. I'll always be by your side. You must control yourself."

When he was hugged by Lu wanchu, Fu Yiyi calmed down.

On the first day of the evening, Lu Xi prepared to feed the pills to Fu Yi.

The wrist was suddenly held by Fu Yiyi, as if it were about to break.

Lu wanchu raised his head in pain, and the sour pain filled the upper Fu Yi's ruthless eyes.

The pill fell on the ground and rolled somewhere.

Lu wanchu couldn't care about the pain of his wrist. With his other hand, he took out a silver needle and prepared to stab Fu Yixing.

"Late, stay away from me."

The roar of painful struggle sounded, and Fu Yi seemed to recover some consciousness. He looked at Lu wanchu and said in a hoarse voice.

His eyes fell on him, holding Lu wanchu's hand, and he released it in surprise and remorse.

"I hurt you, I still hurt you."

He couldn't accept such himself. He clearly said that he would protect her all her life and hurt her.

Fu Yi retreated painfully, "don't get close to me. I'm afraid I can't control myself."

Fu Yi finished, turned and jumped onto the wall and left the alley.

"Fu Yi!"

The voice of grief echoed in the alley. Lu wanchu watched Fu Yixing leave.

His speed is very fast. It's not easy for them to catch up with Fu Yi.

"Mo Qing, you must find him!"

Lu wanchu knew that this was not a sad time. His right wrist didn't have any strength. The place held by Fu Yiyi was black and purple. It can be seen how hard his action was just now.