Chapter 482 A High-Stakes Gamble
"Aren't you a miracle doctor? Hurry up and examine Yun'er!" An Mu urged angrily, his eyes full of anxiety.
Xia Yue had already taken Feng Yun's pulse, but the pulse was erratic and weak, and she couldn't understand it at all.
"I...I can't save her..." Xia Yue's voice trembled, and she kept shaking her head, refusing to accept this reality.
Why is this happening?
Why didn't she check it carefully before?
Qu Wanwan wouldn't harm her, but it's highly possible that the things she sent were switched after passing through so many people.
This antidote is for my mother.
Her mother happened to be the empress appointed by Anmu himself, and Anmu had so many enemies and so many eyes watching him.
It would be strange if something went wrong!
"It was you! You're the one who killed my mother!" After her initial panic, Xia Yue finally found the source of her anger and vented it on An Mu!
"You deliberately changed the medicine to prevent my mother from recovering, but do you know that others have similar thoughts!"
If you want to protect her, you shouldn't drag her into politics and make her a target of public criticism!
Xia Yue retorted loudly.
Anmu clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.
He knew perfectly well that this was his mistake!
He was careless and deliberately took a gamble, wanting to see Xia Yue make a fool of herself.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that I was the one making a fool of myself.
"Yun'er, I'm sorry, please wake up! I'm willing to give anything to make you wake up!" An Mu confessed frantically.
But Feng Yun just looked at him, and before she could say anything, she closed her eyes and stopped breathing completely.
"Mom!" Xia Yue screamed loudly.
"Yun'er!!!" Anmu shouted.
No matter how he shouted, Feng Yun could not respond.
Anmu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and intense hatred surged in his eyes!
Why!
Why!!
Why!!!
Why did God treat him this way? He had worked so hard to get to where he is today, finally becoming the most honored man in Country A, able to do what he wants and marry whoever he wants.
But the person he loved most still left him.
"Yun'er, you're lying to me, aren't you? This is all fake, isn't it?"
Anmu asked softly, as if only in this way could he find even a tiny bit of redemption.
He'd give up everything if he could get a response!
He didn't care about even his throne or his life.
"Yun'er, please come back? I'll let you go, I'll give you your freedom, I'll remove the curse from you, I don't want anything else, I just want you to live..."
Anmu kept asking questions.
But there was still no response.
He longed to go back to the past, back to his childhood, when he was still the unloved little prince.
Feng Yun pulled him out of the abyss and gave him hope and love.
She was his motivation to live.
She's dead, so what's the point of everything else?
Revenge?
Kill everyone, and make them all die with Yun'er?
When he arrives at the King of Hell's palace, Yun'er will probably hate him so much that she won't even give him a second glance.
He is the one who is responsible for all of this.
To seek revenge, he should kill himself first.
"Yun'er... Yun'er..."
A desperate smile appeared on Anmu's face.
Just then, a strange ringing sound entered An Mu's ears, as if Feng Yun was calling out to him.
Yes, he should go and be with her.
The eerie ringing sound also reached Xia Yue's ears.
"Ding—ding—ding—"
To be precise, the ringtone had been ringing all along. Xia Yue had heard it long ago and felt something was wrong. She felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness, as if she were being controlled by someone.
Even when her mother, Feng Yun, died in front of her, she couldn't bring herself to do anything about it.
This ringtone sounds weird.
Xia Yue wondered in her heart if she could stop the ringing, but she couldn't move her body.
On the other hand, Anmu was completely absorbed in the ringing of the bell, thinking that it was Feng Yun's voice.
Yun'er has come to pick him up; it's time for him to leave.
Anmu pulled out the gun he was carrying and pointed it at his temple.
With a loud "bang!"
Anmu committed suicide without hesitation.
He died.
He's really dead.
The bullet pierced his head, and blood splattered from his temple, covering the ground.
His eyes were resolute, and he faced death without hesitation, as if on a pilgrimage.
Xia Yue was dumbfounded!
Just then, the eerie music stopped, and a person who had been ringing a bell walked in from outside the door.
That person was none other than Mingzhe, the world's number one hypnotist!
"Why is it you? What exactly happened?" Xia Yue demanded loudly.
Seeing that Xia Yue was still confused, Mingzhe quickly said, "I almost forgot, it's time to start hypnosis on you."
"Knock knock knock!!!"
Mingzhe started ringing the bell again, this time with a different rhythm.
Xia Yue instantly woke up!
She remembered!
I remember everything!
The mother faked her death. She later discovered that the antidote was faulty, so she changed her plans overnight!
They deliberately switched the poison, turning it into a fake death potion, all to drive Anmu to the brink of collapse.
Mingzhe did not leave; he stayed to assist, becoming the most crucial link in the plan. He used Feng Yun's fake death to stimulate Anmu, and finally hypnotized and induced Anmu to commit suicide.
This plan is risky; it's a huge gamble.
If we fail, everyone is doomed; the chance of success is less than 10%.
But, ironically, they made the right bet!
Anmu was emotionally fragile, and Feng Yun was his Achilles' heel. When Feng Yun died, he actually committed suicide under hypnosis.
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