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By the time the Grand Duke broke the rope, several blisters had already been ground out on her well-maintained hands.

Enduring the pain to untie the rope from herself, she grabbed an axe from her toolbox, held it tightly in her palm, and cautiously approached the door.

After listening intently to make sure there was no sound outside the door, he carefully opened the door.

Unexpectedly, there was no guard outside the door, and the archduchess, carrying an axe, hurried all the way through the dark corridor and up a staircase.

In front of you, the salty sea breeze blows.

Looking at the large sea of night that rushed into view, the female archduke froze in place weakly.

She was at sea now, and the ship was moving rapidly.

No wonder the other party and Ben didn't arrange guards, because they and Ben weren't worried that she would escape.

She could untie the rope, but she couldn't put wings on herself.

On deck, the brown-haired man with his back to her turned his face and smiled at her.

"The nearest land here is fifteen hundred nautical miles, Mr. Duke, and it is better not to do such a thankless task. Your son is now on the plane back to country A and we will be able to speak with him soon. ”

"Who the hell are you?" The Grand Duchess looked at the brown-haired man and asked in a deep voice.

The brown-haired man shrugged his shoulders, "Get it back!" ”

"All my worth adds up to more than 10 billion, if you let me go, the money will be yours." Female justice.

The brown-haired man laughed, "I told you that we don't want money, we want your son's life!" ”

Glancing at the few people who rushed towards her, the Grand Duke slammed the axe in her hand and forced a few to retreat, and the people suddenly rushed to the side of the ship.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, she suddenly grabbed the side of the boat and jumped into the water with all her might.

Can't escape, at least she can die.

As long as she died, they had nothing to threaten her son.

"Catch her!" The brown-haired man exhaled urgently, "Catch her, hurry, hurry!" ”――

"King, don't be afraid, when you grow up in the future, you will definitely be a strong man, and no one can hurt you anymore at that time......" The woman's tone was extremely gentle, and her eyes were full of doting looks, "When you grow up, you will understand why your mother is so strict with you now......"

"Mom, can I make gingerbread for you?"

"Of course."

……

The scene suddenly changed, and there was a large bloody hole in his chest, and he fell backwards weakly, and the familiar figure rushed towards him.

"Mommy, Mommy......"

He reached out his palm to her.

She didn't reach out to him.

"King, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you......"

Huangfu Yaoyang clenched his fists, and his knuckles crackled because of excessive force.

"Huangfu Yaoyang, Huangfu Yaoyang......" Leng Xiaoye shook his shoulder anxiously, "Wake up, wake up!" ”

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a soft light in front of him, and Leng Ono was looking at him with a concerned face, calling his name urgently.

Seeing her face clearly, he realized that it was just a dream.

Huangfu Yaoyang took a deep breath, and his hand reached over and hugged her waist.

"Have you had a nightmare?" Leng Xiaoye gently combed his sweaty hair, took the towel handed over by the assistant, and helped him carefully wipe the cold sweat from the corners of his forehead, "In a while, we will arrive." ”