Chen Chenyu fell silent immediately.

Chu Fuyou smiled softly and didn't take it to heart.

This was her concern for herself. It was too late for him to be happy, so how could he blame her?

Thinking about He Lianxiao's detoxification, she thought for a while and said, "Gu Junhui, what did you mean when you said that the prince was not poisoned by fire?"

Hearing these words, Chu Fuyou twitched the corners of his mouth very lightly, somewhat mocking himself.

He thought she came here to care about him, but he was overthinking it. Also, He Lianxiao was the only one in her heart from beginning to end.

An imperceptible disappointment flashed across his eyes. He raised his eyes again, his charming eyes already a little cold, "It turns out that this is the purpose of Miss Shen's visit today."

After saying this, he closed his eyes.

"Gu Jun, come back?" Shen Chenyu called his name softly, but the man on the couch didn't seem to hear him and didn't respond.

After a while, she reluctantly got up from the bed.

Just when he was about to leave, he realized something was wrong and hurriedly checked Chu Fuyou's pulse, and then his expression changed drastically.

His physical condition was worse than she imagined.

If left alone, he would never survive. And his current status is so embarrassing. Let alone Dongyue, even Northern Zhou would not care. I am afraid that no one will know if he dies at the inn.

Without any time to think, she hurriedly took out the dagger from the medical system and slit her wrist.

Only her blood can save him at this moment!

Even though Chu Fuyou was unconscious, as soon as he came into contact with Chenchenyu's blood, he swallowed it subconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, but finally there was a trace of blood on that pale face.

I saw the man's eyelashes trembling slightly, and soon his coquettish eyes slowly opened.

He looked at Chen Chenyu, whose face was slightly pale in front of the bed, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes, and then a strong sense of self-deprecation emerged, "For people like me, there is no point in living, so why save me?"

"There is hope only when you are alive."

Chu Fuyou closed his eyelashes slightly.

Hope? Is there any hope in his life? No, as early as the moment he was born, he was doomed to the fate of the chess piece, and there was no hope.

"It doesn't matter if others give up on you, because you don't live for others. Only when you give up on yourself can you truly give up."

Chen Chenyu looked into those lifeless eyes and continued: "Neither Xie Bangxuan nor Gu Junhui is the real you. Don't you feel sorry that you have never been your true self in all these years?"

Finally, Chu Fuyou's eyes moved.

Yes, he has grown up so much and has assumed so many identities, but he has never been himself.

It's a bit regretful.

"Gu Junhui, don't give up, okay?" Shen Chenyu said seriously.

For some reason, looking at those clear eyes, Chu Fuyou could no longer look away, and subconsciously nodded, "Okay."

Chen Chenyu immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that Chu Fuyou was not in fear of her life for the time being, she was relieved.

While Chu Fuyou was absorbing the blood, she took out the gauze from the medical system and bandaged the wrist injury.

Chu Fuyou saw a trace of heartache flashing in her eyes when she saw her Hao Wan suffering from new injuries and old ones.

She has fed him blood several times.

"If necessary in the future, you can send someone to the Regent's Mansion." Shen Chenyu said and stood up.

When she walked to the door, a weak voice came from behind her, "I just suspect that the regent was not poisoned by fire, and I'm not sure. But I guess he is in danger now. Let's save his life first."
Chapter completed!