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Ye Hong raised his blade without hesitation.

Just as the long blade was about to touch Bai Jinfeng's feet, both his feet and Yin Yanyue's hands suddenly retracted at the same time.

Yin Yanyue was already awake. He rolled on the ground and pulled his hand away.

The long blade fell to the ground.

Gong Shaotong took a step forward and held down Ye Hong.

Ye Hong looked like he had gone mad, he tore and screamed, and kept rushing towards Yin Yanyue, his hand still holding his long blade.

His movements were too fierce, and even Young Noble Gong was not able to directly snatch the long blade from him.

Yin Yanyue's brain was dizzy, she still hadn't completely regained her senses, and she couldn't even stand up because of the weakness in her legs.

White Gold Maple pulled at her from the side, pulling at the wound on her neck. Blood flowed through her tie and onto her hair.

With her last bit of strength, Yin Yanyue finally struggled to stand up.

However, he didn't expect that he would run into Ye Hong's dancing knife and a huge gash would appear on his back.

The young noble was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He did not care if he was injured or not, and used brute force to pull the long blade in Ye Hong's hand and threw him to the side, lifting him up and throwing him out the door.

Ye Hong struggled on the ground a few times before finally lying down quietly.

Yin Yanyue was a little dazed. Just a moment ago, he had suffered a concussion from that stick strike. Now, his back began to bleed again. His whole body was powerless and he started to feel cold.

White Gold Maple panicked as well. He took his suit jacket and pressed it against the wound on her back, but the bleeding didn't stop no matter what.

The young noble pushed Bai Jinfeng away, and with a pale face carried Yin Yanyue out of the palace.

Yin Yanyue was actually much more clear-headed after being hit like this all the way. When she came back to her senses, she was already in the car.

The young noble was carrying her to the back of the car, and the person driving was actually Bai Jinfeng.

He didn't even look at what sort of virtue and virtue Bai Jinfeng possessed. The blood from his neck flowed all over his body.

From the looks of it, it would only be a matter of time before Bai Jinfeng would lose too much blood and lose too much of his consciousness.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask him to stop and switch to another car, she suddenly felt a tinge of wetness on her cheeks before she could even finish her sentence.

Turning his head, he saw that the young noble was actually crying!

Yin Yanyue was surprised, just as she was about to open her mouth and say, "This kind of injury doesn't kill people", she suddenly thought about it and started to act out a tragic drama.

"Uncle Gu." Yin Yanyue raised her hand, pressing his face with her bloodied hand and said weakly, "If I die, I will give you all the property under my name after I die."

Bullshit.

If she were to die, she would not leave a single cent for the viscount.

Could it be that he needed to use her money to marry another woman?

There were no windows.

The young lord's tears fell like rain, crying to the point that they didn't resemble the face of a young lord.

She even suspected that he had undergone a facelift. He was too ugly, truly too ugly.

She swore that she would never see the viscount cry again.

"No …"

Young Master Gong's mouth was agape, his voice was hoarse to the point that he dared not admit it, "I was the one who beat Gong Qu down for you, you can't die, you... I won't let you die! "

The white maple tree drove so fast that it seemed as if it wanted to fly into the sky.

She could hear the sirens of the traffic police behind the car.

The young nobleman opened his mouth again, but was unable to say anything. Before he could say anything, tears and snot came out one after another.

His body was covered in blood, even Yin Chengyue couldn't believe that she lost so much.

Yin Yanyue silently sighed in her heart and recovered. She felt that the wound on her back was extremely painful.

"Uncle Gu, the situation is already like this. Tell me the truth, have you killed anyone before?" As long as you say it, I believe you. "

Her face was pale from the loss of blood, and her voice was barely audible over the sound of the car's engine.

The young lord's face was pale, but his voice was firm, "No."

Yin Yeyue finally believed him.

Whatever he said now, she would believe without thinking.

Yin Yanyue didn't know why, she clearly knew that she wouldn't die, but now she just wanted to cry, "Do you love me?"

Her voice was very soft, as if she was about to die.

"Love."

This answer was practically squeezed out from the gaps between the teeth of the noble, trembling yet determined.

Love.

Of course.

It was because she loved him too much that she had spent the past fifteen years in silence, never standing in front of her to express her feelings.

But if time can be repeated...

"Sssii ~ ~"

The car stopped in front of the hospital.

The viscount pushed open the door and carried Yin Yanyue out of the car, rushing back to the hospital step by step.

Yin Yanyue gradually began to feel tired. Her consciousness began to become more and more blurry. She could only absentmindedly feel someone hugging her, someone kissing her forehead, and someone screaming for a doctor to save her.

And that person was none other than Viscount Gong.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already late at night.

The viscount leaned against the side of the hospital bed and fell asleep. He looked very tired.

Yin Yanyue didn't want to wake him up, so she laid on the bed without moving, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The wound on her back was very painful, causing her to be unable to turn around.

The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and the viscount was jolted awake.

Yin Chengyue frowned, looking at the person that walked into the ward.

It was White Gold Maple.

His neck was wrapped in gauze but his face was still pale from the blood loss.

"Dye the moon?"

At this moment, the young noble realized that Yin Yanyue had woken up. He hurriedly stood up and wanted to pour her a glass of water.

He walked to the side of the bed, smiling as he lowered his head to look at her. Should I lie down? "

Yin Yanyue stared at him coldly, "He won't die."

The viscount helped her up against the pillow and offered her a glass of water.

Yin Yanyue took the water and took a sip.

White Gold Maple's voice rang out again, "What do you want to eat? You two haven't eaten all day. "

"You'd better take a rest." Yin Yanyue glanced at the wound on his neck, "Where are you selling food in the middle of the night?"

Bai Jinfeng glanced at the young noble, then turned to Yin Yanyue, "Mask." Do you want to eat or not? "

In this world, as long as you have money, are you afraid of not being able to eat at night?

After that, the white gold maple left, and went to buy his noodles in the middle of the night.

After Yin Yeyue sent him off, she returned to her senses and looked at the viscount.

Right now, the young noble palace had returned to his usual expressionless face, but he could still vividly remember the painful crying appearance he had in the morning.

"Uncle Gu." Yin Yanyue paused for a moment, then slowly asked, "You've been in the army before after all, aren't you even able to tell the rank of injury?"

She had only taken a hit from a stick and was cut in the back. Although there was a bit more blood, it was unlikely that she would die immediately.

It actually scared him to the point of crying.

The young noble looked at her in silence.

How could he not tell? It was just that when this happened to Yin Yanyue and he saw her bleeding a pool of blood, his brain couldn't work properly for a while.

Seeing that the young noble did not answer, Yin Yanyue did not ask any further questions and changed the subject, "You should go home and take a nap, help me pack up some clothes, and come back tomorrow."

After a few seconds of hesitation, the young noble finally nodded his head and left the room.

Yin Yanyue was startled, looking at his back view after he left. He couldn't figure it out for a while.

She didn't expect that young noble Gong would agree to go back so easily. No matter what, shouldn't she at least nudge him a little? Wasn't he worried about her at all?

But after some thought, she felt that it would be good if the young noble left, so she could rest in peace for a while.