Chapter 672 - Can’t Be Saved
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
672 Canât Be Saved
Lu Fenying kicked him aside and fell on the bed. He knew that the elixir was useless. Mo Qianâer was dead.
Someone who had stopped breathing couldnât be saved.
Why didnât he give her the elixir at the beginning? Why did he go look for the witch doctor?!
Why didnât he heed Gu Bailuâs words? Why did he doubt her?
Mo Qianâer was dead?
Was she really dead?
Mo Qianâer, who had Dragon Spirit Blood, was really dead?
Lu Fenying didnât believe it. He got up and grabbed her wrist, but there was no pulse.
Dead, she was really dead.
Lu Fenying looked at Mo Qianâerâs swollen face, which seemed to be telling him, âDidnât you say I would become a ghost in the crown princeâs house? You got your wish.â
No... That wasnât what he wanted. He never wanted her to die.
Lu Fenying sat by the bed and stared at Mo Qianâer in a daze. He held her cold hand, which was full of scars that she had inflicted on herself.
He had seen her stab herself with a needle before. She was so scared that just the sight of him terrified her.
But why did she come back when she had escaped?
Actually, it wasnât that he couldnât find her, or that he couldnât summon her back with the slave mark; he just wanted her to come back willingly after she hit a dead end.
But she had come back against her own will, and didnât want to stay by his side even in death.
He thought that he could control her life and death, and that she couldnât die even if she wanted to.
However... she had still died while treating Su Muwei, and had used this method to escape him.
He had always known that she was scared of him, but felt that it was only right for her as a slave to be afraid of her master; only then would she be obedient.
Mo Qianâer had listened to him for most of her life, but in the end, she would rather die than listen.
Lu Fenying couldnât believe that she was dead.
In the past, no matter how weak she was, her blood could save her.
But this time, she had lost too much blood and was unconscious to begin with. He didnât even dare use her blood again.
Red Wolf got up and quietly left. The crown prince probably didnât want to speak to anyone right now.
A maid dressed in pink hurried over with an umbrella. When she saw Red Wolf, she quickly said, âPlease report that our lady is urgently looking for the crown prince... She vomited the medicine after taking it...â
Red Wolf knew that this was Su Muweiâs maid, who had followed her from the Su house.
If this was before, he wouldâve reported it as soon as possible, but not today.
He refused. âThe crown prince has an emergency; Iâm afraid he wonât have the time to go. The chief doctor is in the residence. You can go look by him.â
Red Wolfâs refusal without even reporting it confused the maid. Given the crown princeâs fondness for her lady, she didnât believe that he wouldnât be anxious if he knew that she was throwing up the medicine.
Red Wolf was usually also very concerned about her lady, but why was he acting like this today?
The maid asked in confusion, âWhat happened to the crown prince?â
Red Wolf was worried that Su Muwei would kick up a fuss when she found out, so he decided to make things clear. âMiss Qianâer has died of illness. The crown prince is in a bad mood right now. I suggest that your lady calm down and donât trouble the crown prince for now.â
The maidâs eyes flashed with delight when she heard that, but she quickly hid it and replaced it with a sorrowful expression. âHow can that be? Was Miss Qianâer unlucky because she saved our lady? Our lady will be very sad when she finds out.â