The man smiled, his silver mask emitting cold light. He gently stroked the spider mark that was getting bigger and bigger on her neck, "With this, you can't live without me."

"Then I'll die!"

"Then I will use the puppet technique to confine your body to my side so that you will never be able to leave."

Zeng Yuexue bit her lip tightly and stared at him angrily.

His emerald green eyes contained a heartless and cold smile, and he was sure to win over her.

When Zeng Yuexue returned to her room, she still couldn't help but tremble.

She picked up the tea cup and kept gargling her mouth, trying to wash away the disgusting taste in her mouth. But no matter what, she couldn't wash away the disgusting taste of the man.

"Yuexue, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Lingyan stood up. In fact, she had already woken up when Zeng Yuexue went out. She thought Zeng Yuexue was going to the toilet, so she did not follow her.

Zeng Yuexue pretended that nothing happened, "It's okay, it's just a little cold."

"Why do you smell of medicinal herbs? Is something wrong?" Yan Lingyan's keen sense of smell smelled the faint scent of medicinal herbs following Zeng Yuexue in the air, and she felt a little suspicious.

Zeng Yuexue stiffened. "No, it's okay. I just passed by the Long family's medicinal room. I was curious and went in to take a look."

"Really?" Yan Lingyan didn't believe it.

Zeng Yuexue is getting weirder and weirder, but she just can't explain why.

But if you think about it carefully, the pain of massacre may still be her pain. She can't forget it, nor can she forget the harm that man caused her. For a woman, it is the most desperate pain, the most capable of killing a person.

The human mind.

Zeng Yuexue leaned on Yan Lingyan's shoulder and cried, most heartbreakingly, "What should I do, Yan Lingyan, what should I do, I don't want to live like this, why... why me... I'm so scared, okay

It's painful..."

Yan Lingyan stroked her back, not knowing what to say for a moment. She didn't know how to comfort Zeng Yuexue, but she swore that if she found that man, she would kill him with her own hands.

After a long time, Zeng Yuexue stopped, but she became even more depressed.

"That person said he wanted to find me. I caused you trouble. I'm sorry..." Yan Lingyan didn't know what to say, so she had to say this.

Zeng Yuexue smiled weakly, "No, this is my life."

"But..."

"Yan Lingyan, I have his child." Zeng Yuexue cried, clenching her hand on her stomach but unable to let go.

"What did you say?"

Yan Lingyan screamed uncontrollably because this was the worst reality she had ever heard.

That man...

"How long?" she asked, but she couldn't calm down. A certain element of hatred in her body was screaming about what she wanted to do for Zeng Yuexue.

Zeng Yuexue covered her face and cried, "It's been more than a month and I can't do anything..."

"Are you going to give birth to him/her?"

If it were Yan Lingyan, she would have to prepare for the worst.

Looking at Zeng Yuexue nodding, she felt that her chest was being shaken by something, one after another.

Zeng Yuexue cried and stroked her belly: "I want to give birth to her/him, doesn't that person want this child? I want to give birth to this child, but never let him see this child. Yan, do it for me...

Can you cut this thing off your neck?"

Zeng Yuexue touched the enlarged spider mark and scratched it with her sharp nails. After a few strokes, blood started to flow.

"No, don't be impulsive. Yuexue, listen to me, listen to me!" She grabbed Zeng Yuexue and comforted her. "I have a friend who knows the art of witchcraft. Believe me, when I find him I will

Just let him take this thing away for you, okay?"

Zeng Yuexue's dull eyes gradually became focused, and she asked in a low voice: "Is it true?"

Yan Lingyan nodded seriously, "I will definitely find him!"

Mike Rowe, I must find you!

Zeng Yuexue received the assurance and smiled reassuringly, but then fell down as if she had lost all her strength.

"Yuexue, Yuexue..." Yan Lingyan called out several times. It took a long time to realize that she had fainted due to excessive nervousness.

"Sister Yan, what's wrong with sister Yuexue?" Long Mi, who was sleeping soundly, rubbed her eyes and stood up, muttering.

Yan Lingyan put Zeng Yuexue down and said, "It's okay. Yuexue was too sleepy and fell asleep. I was just scared."

"Oh." After hearing this, Long Mi fell asleep again.

Yan Lingyan looked at Zeng Yuexue, feeling sad in her heart.

You are looking for yourself, and you know how to use voodoo, Mike Rowe, is it you?

She was preparing for the worst, but she was still afraid.

"Mike Luo, don't do bad things. I will find you." Yan Lingyan said softly.

There was no sleep tonight, she couldn't sleep.

The next day, she sent Zeng Yuexue back to the palace to rest.

Yan Lingyan sat alone on a stone by the lake, holding a wicker in her hand in a daze.

If Zeng Yuexue keeps going like this, she will fall sooner or later, but without Mike Luo, there is nothing she can do.

"Micro, where are you? I'm waiting for you!" she shouted across the lake.

The words "I'm waiting for you" came over one after another, then spread to far away places, then came back again, and gradually became smaller.

The emperor at the hunting ground stopped with his archery hand and suddenly lowered it. He listened carefully again, but there was no sound again.

"What's wrong, Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Wang Mang asked.

Xiao Liyuan, Xiao Lanfei and others also looked this way, seeming confused.

Huang Feiyi asked: "Did you hear any sounds?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Huang Feiyi cried and laughed, maybe he missed Ye Yan crazy. He thought.

Lifting up the arrow, he shot into the bullseye.

At this time, Lingyan was filled with tears and her emotions broke down: "What's wrong with learning... I just learned blasting... and blew myself up... When I came to this inexplicable place... everything was inexplicable."

"Why didn't the boss come to see me... Why aren't you here, Mike Rowe..."

She felt lonely and afraid of despair.

In this different world, will she never find that Mike Rowe again?

"Micro, where are you?" she called one after another.

On the other side, Huang Feiyi stopped again. He listened again but found nothing.

"Fantasy! Fantasy again!"

The arrow hit the bull's-eye again and again, and he was very upset.

Wang Meng was a little anxious, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Huang Feiyi stopped and asked, "Did you really not hear anything?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Huang Feiyi suddenly seemed to have lost his mind. He threw the bow to Wang Mang and said, "Forget it, you can practice by yourselves. I'm tired."

"But His Highness the Crown Prince..."

"Call me Master, this is not in the palace." Huang Feiyi corrected him, sitting there as if he was decadent.

Wang Meng stepped forward and said, "Master, are you worried about something?"

"Did you find the person I asked you to find last time?" Huang Feiyi asked Wang Man.
Chapter completed!