"I'll give you whatever you want, just release Luo Luo." Mo Beichen's eyes darkened, and he said coldly.
"If Imperial Uncle relinquishes his military power and cripples his own hands, I will spare her life." Mo Beili was stunned after saying this. He was now the emperor, yet she still dared not refer to herself as "朕" (Zhen, the imperial "I") in front of him.
"No, no, no!" Yun Qingluo struggled desperately, and the wound on her neck deepened.
Seeing this, Mo Beichen's face turned even paler. "Luo Luo, be good, don't be afraid, wait for me for a moment."
After saying that, Mo Beichen took out the military tally from his pocket and threw it towards Mo Beili without any hesitation.
He picked up the knife again, about to chop at one of the hands.
Yun Qingluo's eyes were about to burst with rage. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain. Taking advantage of Mo Bei's departure to retrieve the military token, she tilted her head back and dodged the knife.
Clutching the hairpin that was already embedded in her flesh, he stabbed it towards Yun Yiyi beside him.
Caught completely off guard, Yun Yiyi suddenly suffered a violent gushing of blood from her neck. Upon seeing this, Yun Qingluo curled the corner of her mouth into a smile.
Fortunately, her medical skills hadn't deteriorated.
Father and Mother, I've cleaned up the mess for the General's Mansion on your behalf.
"Pfft."
"Luo Luo!"
The sounds of swords piercing flesh and a heart-wrenching scream rang out simultaneously.
He cried?
Yun Qingluo slowly fell into a warm embrace.
"Luo Luo, Luo Luo, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have left you alone." Mo Beichen cried out in anguish, his voice filled with regret and fear.
"Mo Beichen, you've lost weight." Yun Qingluo lay in Mo Beichen's arms, her eyes filled with blood and tears.
"Luo Luo, please don't leave me, okay? Be good, Luo Luo, let's go home." Mo Beichen's voice trembled.
"Mo Beichen, I have no home anymore."
"No, Luo Luo, we have a home, we have a home. I am your family, always have been." Mo Beichen wanted to hug Yun Qingluo tightly, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't dare to move.
"Mo Beichen, loving me must be so painful."
“It’s not bitter, it’s not bitter at all. Mo Beichen is happy to endure it. He only loves Yun Qingluo in his life.”
"Mo Beichen, I'm tired."
"Luo Luo, Luo Luo, don't sleep! Please, Luo Luo, don't leave me alone! Luo Luo, please don't..."
Yun Qingluo struggled to raise her hand to touch Mo Beichen's face, but suddenly lost her strength and fell.
Mo Beichen, I'm sorry.
In the next life, I will love you.
"Luo Luo!"
A heart-wrenching cry, filled with boundless sorrow.
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