He hugged her gently into his arms, "Yufu, as long as you want it, I am willing to give you eternal prosperity..." She pushed him away with a smile, took out the hosta from her sleeve and stabbed it into his chest. The sound of flesh splitting was extremely clear in the cold palace, and blood gurgled down his chest. His expression went from shocked at the beginning to extremely heartbroken, and his empty eyes were so full of sadness that they were about to overflow. "Yu Fu, why - hurt me so much?" Her eyes turned, and a beautiful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She raised her hand like a charm, but she said cruel words: "Does it hurt? Then do you know how much pain I have?"