Chapter 791: He's Going to Die

"That'll be fine."

Unexpectedly, Fu Ruolan didn't make any other moves, and her tone and movements were always light, so that Menghua couldn't guess her thoughts.

Is the young lady still thinking about the Seventh Highness, or has she really let go......

The white horse passed through the gap, the days passed like flowing water, Nanhuaqing did not deceive Fu Ruolan, and really found a matchmaker to come to the door to propose marriage, when the matchmaker came to visit early in the morning, Shen Menglian and Fu Ruoxing were startled.

Fortunately, Shen Menglian was not as arrogant as before, and did not make the decision for Fu Ruolan without authorization, but just gave the matchmaker an ambiguous answer, saying that she had to wait for Fu Ruolan to agree.

Seeing that the family affair was not done, the matchmaker's face was naturally not good, but he didn't dare to throw his face at Fu Fu in person, so he could only leave with a pretended smile.

As soon as Fu Ruolan woke up, she learned about this, surprise flashed on her face, and she was puzzled: "Did the Qing Wangfu really send someone over to talk to the matchmaker?" ”

Although she knew that Nan Huaqing would not deceive her and was bound to get her, Fu Ruolan couldn't help but be a little frightened when she learned the news.

Who is Nan Huaqing, although he is now deprived of political rights, how can he also be the great prince of the past, he will really marry someone who has married someone else as a princess for her?

"Miss Hui, what the slave said is true, the eldest prince not only sent someone over, but also brought a lot of dowries." Menghua's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, "Those bride prices are still in the front hall, do you want to take a look?" ”

"Not necessarily." Fu Ruolan waved her hand, frowning slightly.

The family hasn't been said yet, why did you accept the bride price?

"What did the Grand Lady say?" Fu Ruolan rubbed her eyes, she had just woken up, and she was still a little confused.

Xu was a little late in studying medical books last night, so that he slept until now.

"The eldest lady didn't agree, she said that you have to agree to this family business to be counted."

"What about the eldest brother, what did he say?" Fu Ruolan stood up, grabbed the clothes on the side and put them on her body.

"The head of the family and the eldest lady mean the same thing."

Fu Ruolan was relieved, "Well, I know." ”

Fu Ruoxing and Shen Menglian did this, which made her very warm, at least they didn't directly agree to this family affair for her because the other party was the eldest prince.

It turned out that the Fu Mansion was stable and peaceful, Fu Ruolan would not be suspicious, but since Fu Zhuxuan came and did such things, she couldn't help but feel guilty about other people.

Fu Ruoxing did not participate in that incident, but he was very good to Fu Zhuxuan, and it can be regarded as invisibly increasing Fu Zhuxuan's courage.

Menghua respectfully withdrew and brought a basin of water to wash Fu Ruolan's face.

After washing with strong tea, Fu Ruolan sat in front of the dressing mirror.

The days go fast, and before you know it, it is almost the auspicious day of the zodiac that Nanhua Qing has picked.

This family affair was originally a conspiracy, and she would never marry Nan Huaqing.

Now that Nanhuaqing has taken the initiative to come to the door to propose, she doesn't believe that Jing Ying'er can still hold it, if Jing Ying'er doesn't do it, she doesn't mind sitting in the sedan chair disgusting Jing Ying'er.

"Miss, the slave maid sees that you and the eldest prince are concubines, why don't you directly explain to the eldest lady and the head of the family, and let them happily agree to this family affair." Menghua took a wooden comb to comb Fu Ruolan's hair, and said with a lot of mouth.

"What are you anxious about?" Fu Ruolan smiled lightly, "It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry." ”

"Miss, you ......"

In the past few days, Nanhuaqing has not run to Fu Mansion every day, and it just happened to give Fu Ruolan time to make pills, Menghua only knew that Fu Ruolan stayed in the house all day, but she didn't know what Fu Ruolan was busy with.

Some time ago, all the precious medicinal materials sent by Nanhuaqing were sent to Fu Ruolan's room, at first Menghua thought that Fu Ruolan was just saving, but she didn't expect her to use it directly.

Menghua respectfully guarded outside the door, and suddenly heard a "bang" inside.

"Miss, did you fall?" Menghua immediately asked anxiously, and almost pushed the door open and came in.

Fu Ruolan covered her mouth with her hand and choked a few times, "No, don't come in." ”

After a while, Menghua smelled a puff of smoke again, and then she saw white smoke floating out of the crack in the door, and her pupils suddenly widened, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" Is your room drained? ”

Fu Ruolan was already choking, she opened the door as quickly as possible and coughed a few times.

It seems that medicine in the house will not work at all, and it is impossible to hide it from them, so she should go to the dining room, that is, make a pill, and it should not expose the fact that she is pretending to be sick.

Menghua walked in, saw the fire and stove on the ground, turned her head and looked at Fu Ruolan in surprise, "Miss, what are you doing?" Are you decocting medicine in the attic? ”

"It'll be fine soon." Fu Ruolan said awkwardly, looking at the things in the stove, she knew very well that this time the pill had failed to be made.

didn't control the heat, and she choked again.

Menghua paused and suppressed all his doubts, "Miss, if you want to decoct the medicine, just let the slave help you do it, why bother you to do it yourself?" ”

"That's right, then you can help me clean up here, I'll go to the dining room to decoct the medicine." Fu Ruolan took advantage of the trend.

Fortunately, Nan Huaqing made a generous move, and many of those medicinal materials were destroyed by her, but there were still left.

Menghua cleaned up the mess, followed to the dining room, looked at Fu Ruolan, who was seriously decocting medicine, and hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Miss, news has come from the Seven Princes' Mansion, the imperial doctor said that His Royal Highness the Seventh is suffering from an incurable disease, and now that the imperial doctor has been beheaded by His Majesty, and there is no other imperial doctor willing to go to the Seven Princes' Mansion." ”

“…… What the. Fu Ruolan opened her mouth hesitantly, her face stiffened for a moment.

How could the imperial doctor say that it was an incurable disease? That's obviously cold poison, as long as you get rid of it.

Fu Ruolan shook her head, she couldn't believe what Menghua said, and she didn't want to believe that how Nan Yuchen, such a good one, such a strong eight-foot man, could have an incurable disease, it was simply nonsense.

"Miss, don't be like this, the slave knows that you feel uncomfortable, but this is also true." Menghua bit her lip and plucked up her courage to say.

Menghua still just knew about Nan Yuchen's illness, but she knew about it a long time ago, but even so, she was still more shocked than Menghua.

Maybe it was because only she knew before, so she thought that if she didn't admit it, didn't think about it, didn't believe it, then everything wouldn't happen, but now it's different, everything is in front of her, it's not just her, but everyone in the imperial city knows that Nan Yuchen is about to die.

He's going to die—

He's going to die!

The heart mouth was suddenly blocked, making it difficult for Fu Ruolan to breathe, and the feeling of suffocation spread all over her body.