Chapter 481: Shocking Story

"You've been avoiding me these past two days, are you afraid that I'll eat you?" Duanmu Wuyou had nothing to do, so she took her maid out for a stroll in the spring when the flowers were blooming. She happened to meet Hongyu on the palace corridor and paused, "You don't look like a coward."

Hongyu was sitting on the railing looking at the scenery. Hearing this, she turned to look at her, "I'm not a coward, but I'm not satisfied with the red string tied by Yue Lao. The more I think about it, the more unreliable it seems, so it's hard to feel better."

Duanmu Wuyou was silent for a moment after hearing this: "I didn't believe in fate, and I'm even more unwilling to succumb to it."

Hongyu raised her eyebrows: "So?"

"So you can treat this red string as if it doesn't exist, and Yue Lao is playing a joke on you." Duanmu Wuyou said indifferently, "I don't like to force people."

Hongyu was slightly surprised, and looked at her with a probing look in her eyes: "This doesn't sound like something you would say."

Duanmu Wuyou didn't comment.

Hongyu thought for a moment: "Can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead."

"Have you ever really liked Feng Jinzhi before?"

Duanmu Wuyou was startled, then his expression was cold: "Why are you asking this?"

"Curiosity."

"Curiosity kills the cat." Duanmu Wuyou said coldly, "But considering your young age and ignorance, I won't argue with you."

Hongyu was about to say something, but suddenly his eyelids jumped, and a bad premonition suddenly crossed his mind. He got up and rushed to the Imperial Observatory before he could say anything.

Duanmu Wuyou watched him pass by like a gust of wind, and soon disappeared. He frowned slightly, turned around, and stared at the direction where he disappeared thoughtfully, and was silent for a long time.

Hongyu returned to the Imperial Observatory, burned incense and hurried into the secret room, and stayed there until the dark fell.

The evening breeze blew the treetops, making a rustling sound.

After Hong Yu came out of the secret room, her face looked a little bad. When she stepped down the wooden ladder, she met the puzzled eyes of several adults opposite her: "Little Immortal Man, what's wrong?"

"But what big thing happened?"

Hong Yu suppressed her emotions and shook her head slowly: "Nothing, just a false alarm."

Several adults said "oh".

Hong Yu frowned, left the Imperial Observatory, and went straight to Changming Palace.

At this time, in the inner hall of Changming Palace, the clouds and rain stopped for a long time. Fu Cang held Chu Qinghuang to take a bath. After washing, he put on his pajamas and returned to the dragon bed with a new mattress.

Fu Cang lay on his side, his five fingers with distinct knuckles stroked Chu Qinghuang's face, which became more and more bright and beautiful under the light, and his eyes were soaked with deep attachment.

"Master, are you tired?" Fu Cang felt a little distressed and a little guilty, "Am I too rude?"

"Just call me by my name." Chu Qinghuang's voice was a little tired, "Don't you think it's too strange to call me 'Master' and 'Master' every day?"

Fu Cang hesitated for a moment: "Qinghuang?"

"Rong Nuan."

"Yeah, Nuan Nuan." Fu Cang thought the name was very nice and especially intimate, and couldn't help but call a few more times, "Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan, Nuan Nuan..."

Chu Qinghuang didn't even open his eyes, lying on the bed with no strength, listening to his name being called out over and over again, and couldn't help but raise his lips.

Fu Cang's face was slightly red: "I will pay more attention next time and not be so rude."

Although he read the booklet over and over again, he had no practical experience after all, so it was inevitable that he was a little rude.

Chu Qinghuang wanted to say something, but for some reason he just felt tired all over, as if he had no strength at all, and his eyes were a little hard to open.

"Master?" Fu Cang raised his eyes.

Chu Qinghuang responded softly, "Hmm."

"Master is tired?"

Chu Qinghuang's voice became lower and lower, like a whisper: "...Hmm."

Fu Cang noticed something was wrong, his face changed, and his voice began to become unstable, "Nuan Nuan?"

Chu Qinghuang closed her eyes, her face was ruddy, and she was as peaceful as a sleeping baby.

The inner hall suddenly became almost dead silent.

Fu Cang had an ominous premonition in his heart, and suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand and patted Chu Qinghuang's face: "Nuan Nuan!"

Chu Qinghuang's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and then there was no response.

"Nuan Nuan..." Fu Cang's face was pale, staring at Chu Qinghuang's face without blinking, as if he had suddenly lost his mind, dull and pale, with fear clearly appearing in his eyes, "Master!"