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She knew that she was about to die, but she was not afraid at all and had no regrets at all. As long as His Highness was fine and as long as he would be happy in the future, it would not matter if she died.
Even Che Che would forgive her.
However, Cheche had to be like her and lost her mother when she was young. Thinking of this, her heart hurt more than the wound on her hand.
But Cheche, even if mother is gone, Ming Baishang will definitely take good care of you, and he will take care of you better than me.
Ming Baishang bastard, you will never see me again.
Your Highness, Your Highness...
Su Yumo felt that everything around her was getting further and further away from her, becoming more and more blurry.
Finally, she closed her eyes heavily.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
In the living room of the Ming family villa in London, England, the servant saw the spoons in the hands of Ming Baishang and Ming Che falling at the same time, and they pressed their temples at the same time, and asked quickly.
"It's okay, I just suddenly felt like my head was pricked by a needle." Moreover, the shadows of Su and Mo flashed in my mind.
"I'm fine, I feel like my head was pricked by a needle, and I think of Mommy," Mingche said.
The father and son looked at each other, and the same thought flashed through their minds, "Did something happen to Su and Mo?"
"Lu Mo, call back to China and see what my ex-wife is doing?" Ming Baishang tried his best to hide his uneasiness and ordered calmly.
Su Yumo is a chameleon with strong adaptability, nothing will happen to her, Ming Baishang told himself.
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"Stop!" A cold and sharp shout came. At the door of the ancient house, Quan Youchen led more than 20 personal followers and arrived like a god. He rushed to Su Yumo's side eagerly. Because of his nervousness,
His hands were still shaking slightly, and the blood in front of his eyes stung his heart. He couldn't bear to see her paleness.
"Mo Mo, you fool." He held her weakly in his arms with trembling hands, "How could I let you die for me? It would be better for you to die than for me to die."
"Master, she is not worthy of your love." Akko came out of the darkness and stood behind Quan Youchen, "She..."
"Bang!" Before Akko could finish speaking, Quan Youchen threw her far away with lightning speed. She fell heavily against the wall, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Although Quan Youchen was not a vampire,
, but that kind of blood still flows in the body, so the strength is greater than that of ordinary people.
"I don't allow anyone to speak ill of her!" He said coldly, "You brought her here to seek death!" His foot stepped on Akko's neck mercilessly.
"Master...Master." He was so cold that he couldn't feel the affection of the woman under his feet for him. He only knew how to cherish the one in his arms.
"Bring them all back. If anything happens to Mo Mo, everyone will be buried with him!"
"yes!"
In the palace, Su and Mo were lying on Quan Youchen's bed. She was dying and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
The mage Ami made the totem in Quan Youchen's hand disappear without letting Su Yumo's blood flow out. The curse on him was lifted, and he became a person with no relationship to the vampire family.
It's just that Su Yumo lost too much blood and was too weak. The palace medical staff transfused blood from the blood bank into her body. She still needed a good sleep before she woke up.