Chapter 1094 Rong Leng... Begging... To Propose?

"Dad!" Xiao Li's voice came again.

Liu Wei felt a headache and collapsed in pain.

When Gugu put her down, a small figure had already rushed into her arms. Xiao Li's warm little hands hugged her mother's round waist. The child looked up at her expression, extremely nervous.

"Dad, you scared me to death, you scared me to death!"

He shed tears as he spoke. For a child of this age, it is the right time to cry when something happens. He could cry for half the night if he was afraid of this or that, or being punished for copying his homework.

But this time, Liu Wei cried with him, hugging his son tightly.

Like a bodyguard, Gugu stood beside the big one and the small one who were hugging each other in tears. It received an order not to let the two of them leave its sight, let alone to allow them to return to the sea of ​​​​fire.

Xiao Li had cried enough and asked in a hoarse voice: "Dad, where is Uncle Fu?"

Liu Wei did not answer. Fu Zichen was equally important to Xiao Li. He was not a relative, but he was better than a relative.

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When Rong Leng saw Liu Wei, Liu Wei was sitting in the corner of the ruins-like old house. This old house was found temporarily by Gugu.

In its opinion, it was definitely far enough away from the fire scene and inaccessible.

Liu Wei stopped crying, her eyes were red, and her face was covered with dried tears.

She looked very embarrassed, her hair was burnt, her clothes were covered in soot, and her face was covered in black, white and black patches.

Xiao Li leaned close to her mother, her small body half leaning on her mother. She didn't say a word, but she silently stared at a dirty and stubborn wild flower in the corner, her eyes not seeming to move. Average.

Hearing the footsteps, Xiao Li turned his head first and saw it was Uncle Rong. He bit his lip and tears came out again. He stood up, ran to Rong Leng, hugged his waist: "Uncle Rong, Uncle Fu He's not dead, right? He's still alive, right?"

Rong Leng did not answer, only patted his son's head, moved his son away, and cautiously approached Liu Wei.

Liu Wei was very tired.

Rong Leng stopped, looked at her, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Liu Wei didn't look at him, just closed her eyes and stood up from the ground.

Today, she was severely exhausted. She had been crying for so long, and her whole body was a little erratic. Rong Leng saw her staggering and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, but Liu Wei shook her hand away.

Frowning slightly, Rong Leng looked at his somewhat weak arms.

"Rong Leng." Liu Wei didn't notice anything strange about him. At this time, she couldn't hold anything else in her heart. She raised her eyes and looked at him with dead eyes: "How much do you know about today's events?"

Rong Leng raised his hand again, held her face, and let her struggle. He still used his fingertips to slowly wipe the dust off her face. He said, "Some things require sacrifice."

Liu Wei looked into his eyes and asked: "Those who achieve great things climb to the dragon's gate with many bones. Is this what you want to tell me?"

Rong Leng increased his strength and hugged her into his arms.

But Liu Wei pushed him away fiercely, her whole face twisted in pain: "I'm sorry, I don't want to set foot on Longmen. I am just a small coward in Qujiang Mansion. I do a job that ordinary people avoid, and I deal with corpses. , before I met your third prince again, I was just a little person who could eat and live with corpses. No matter in this life or in the previous life, I only want the people I care about to be safe and happy for the rest of my life, do you understand?"

After saying this hoarsely, she staggered away from him and staggered out.

Rong Leng let her leave and only looked back at her back, staring intently.

The night was too long, and the Fu family's anger became a topic of discussion throughout Qingzhou City.

There are also different opinions on the identity of the arsonist.

Of course, the number of people who died in this fire is also in everyone's speculation. After all, the Yamen has not announced how many people died in this fire.

Liu Wei walked outside for a long time until dawn, then staggered back to the post house.

Rong Leng happened to come down from the second floor, and beside him were several doctors carrying medicine boxes.

After personally escorting the doctor out of the door, Rong Leng looked back at Liu Wei, stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

Liu Wei looked at him calmly, without looking away, but her eyes were numb.

Rong Leng rolled up his sleeves, and his arms were wrapped around his entire elbow.

"I was injured. The doctor said that if it is not bandaged in time, this arm may become useless."

Liu Wei stared at the arm without saying a word for a long time before turning and walking upstairs.

Rong Leng followed her and watched her enter the room, watching her take out her luggage from the closet one by one. He stepped forward, held down her hand holding the clothes, and said in a cold voice: "Fu Zichen, I'm sorry to you. So important? More important than me?"

Liu Wei looked up at him and said in a calm voice, "Why are you comparing yourself to a dead person?"

Rong Leng frowned, with a sad look on his face: "Then who do you choose between me and him?"

This is a meaningless question. The jealous person doesn't know it. Liu Wei is too lazy to answer and continues to get clothes in the closet.

Rong Leng lost his mind and said for her: "You would rather I die, as long as he can live again?"

Liu Wei frowned and was about to say, "That's not the case. Don't be unreasonable." Rong Leng suddenly grabbed her hand and took her out of the room. At the same time, he roughly pushed open the door of the next room. Inside, just now Fu Zichen, who had his whole body bandaged and was lying stiffly on the bed, saw the person outside the door and called out in surprise: "Liu Wei."

Liu Wei looked at Fu Zichen in disbelief, standing still on the spot, unable to move.

After escaping from death, Fu Zichen seemed to be in a good mood. He smiled, raised his movable right hand, and waved at Liu Wei: "Are you scared? I'm still alive."

Liu Wei immediately looked at Rong Leng, extremely surprised.

Rong Leng threw her hand away and turned to leave.

Liu Wei stood at the door, too stiff to move.

Fu Zichen hesitated for a moment and then said: "Did we have a fight? Although I don't want to speak for that person, in order to save me last night, he blocked a pillar of fire for me and burned a piece of his arm. Go and see, you should be concerned. .”

Liu Wei thought of Rong Leng's arm wrapped in white cloth, and her heart skipped a beat. Then she turned around and hurried after him.

Rong Leng went downstairs, and King Quan didn't know when he came.

When King Quan saw Rong Leng coming down, he was about to pull him to talk, but when he saw Liu Wei coming down, neither of them looked good, so he laughed and joked: "Hey, the young couple had a fight?"

Liu Wei didn't want to talk to King Quan, so she walked to Rong Leng and tentatively opened her mouth: "Just now..."

Rong Leng didn't even turn his head, his expression cold: "You care about him."

Liu Wei said: "I thought you would really sacrifice Fu Zichen in order to force out all Fu Hongda's power. I..."

"You're right." Rong Leng said with a hint of cruelty in his voice, "I really should have let him die in the fire."

Liu Wei knew that Rong Len was just talking, so he grabbed the corner of his clothes and tugged: "I, I, I really... I don't know..."

Rong Leng turned his head and looked at her suddenly.

Liu Wei met his eyes, filled with guilt.

Gently lowering her head, she said nothing. She could only let Rong Leng vent his anger and endure the beatings and scoldings.

"Let's get married." Unexpectedly, Rong Leng suddenly said this.