After coming back to his senses, Han Qingluo exclaimed in a low voice, "What are you doing? ”

Jue's misty eyes stared at her, her throat twitched unconsciously, and she asked in a hoarse voice, "What do you say?" ”

Han Qingluo's mind immediately popped up with the four big words "promise by body".

There was wind under Jue's feet, and he walked quickly to the garden gate......

"Ahh

A high-pitched, painful scream broke the silence of the night.

"What's going on?"

Han Qingluo subconsciously turned his head away from the sound, and then looked at Jue again, his eyes had now returned to coldness, obviously disturbed by this scream.

Between the words, the screams rang out again, this time clearly audible as a woman's voice, followed by a commotion.

Han Qingluo tightened her brows, an ominous premonition rose in her heart, she shouted "not good", and hurriedly jumped down from Jue's bosom and ran forward quickly.

Seeing this, Jue hurriedly followed.

……

in the room.

The cries of babies and the screams of women mingled as if a human tragedy was taking place here.

On Xuanbai's futon, there were large patches of bright red blood, and the blood that was constantly dripping and infiltrating continued to pour into this bloodstain.

A frail woman lay on her back in this bright red, blood still flowing from her nose, a small face covered with freckles was pale, her lips were slightly open, and she was breathing hard.

Her blank eyes stared at the ceiling, as if she had fallen into a great hallucination.

The nanny, who was resting on the side in a daze, suddenly heard a faint sound, and wondered if the child had woken up, and opened her eyes to take a look.

Unexpectedly, she saw that the hostess who was sleeping peacefully on the bed suddenly had a nosebleed, so frightened that she hurriedly rushed over, trying to help her stop the bleeding with strips of cloth, but the nosebleeds soaked one strip of cloth after another, but there was no sign of stopping.

The nanny was completely panicked and wanted to shake the hostess, but when she saw that her closed eyes suddenly opened in a daze, as if possessed by a demon, she screamed in fright and fell back to sit down.

She panicked for a moment, only to see more and more blood from the hostess's nose, and then she got up again, carefully checking the situation, and she reached out to shake Lilian, trying to wake her up from the "enchantment".

But the next moment, as if she had been electrocuted, her outstretched fingers immediately bounced back—Lilian's body was like a piece of ice, cold to the bone, like a pinprick.

The nanny rushed out of the room screaming like a ghost, and her movement woke the child in the crib and everyone in the manor.

Inside the study.

Galo was still talking to his father, Bedrun.

The child's cry and the babysitter's screams were also clearly heard in his ears.

He looked stunned, and in an instant he bounced out of his chair and rushed out of the door, and Bedren also saw a hint of something wrong in his son's panicked expression, and stood up and followed.

In a hurry, she bumped into the nanny who was running out, and Galo grabbed her, only to see that she was also so frightened that she lost her ability to speak, and only raised her arm to point to Lilian's mother and son's room.

Galo let go of the nanny and rushed straight into the room.

The son's crying continued, shaking his little hands and feet in the small crib.

When he moved his gaze to the big bed, Garlo's heart instantly fell into an ice cellar, and he saw that the blinding bright red crawled all over his wife's bed, and the petite body was lying motionless.

"Lillian!"

Garlo took three steps and two steps and rushed to the bedside.

Looking at his bloody wife, Garlo reached out and wanted to pick her up on the bed.

But when he touched her body, he subconsciously bounced away, and he was shocked: It's so cold!

It's like being soaked in biting cold water, and it's a suffocating cold.

He wanted to pick up the strip of cloth beside him to help his wife stop the bleeding, but no matter how he blocked it, the blood was like a flood that had burst into the floodgates, and it seemed to break through Lilian's body.

Galo was momentarily helpless, he endured the biting cold, took his wife's shoulder, shook slightly, and called her name over and over again.

I saw that her eyes were wide open, unconscious, and no matter how he called, there was no response.

Bedren, who followed closely, also entered the room and was shocked to see this scene.

"Father, what should I do?"

Galo turned his head and looked crying, and when he helped Lillian stop the bleeding, his face was already splashed with her own blood red, and he looked embarrassed and pitiful at the moment.

Bedren immediately came forward to check on Lillian's condition, and was also shocked by her appearance, he had never seen a disease that could bleed non-stop and the whole body was cold, this was not like a normal illness.

"Father!"

Galo's voice full of pleading sounded in his ears again, and Bedren frowned, it was late at night, and it was impossible to find a human doctor, so he could only hurry up and ask for help from the nearest Simmore.

"You guard her, I'll go out myself!"

I had never seen him so helpless and sad, it was about the happiness of his son, and no matter how tough Bedren's heart was, he did not dare to delay for a moment to set off from Bevo Manor with a team of blood guards to seek help from Simmore.

As soon as Bedlun walked with his front foot, Han Qingluo and Jue followed with his hind foot.

Glancing at the nanny who was still frightened at the staircase, Han Qingluo's heart sank even more, and asked the nanny to get up to take care of the crying child, and walked quickly towards the room.

Jue, who followed behind, also smelled the trace of blood in the air, his eyebrows sank, and he also accelerated his pace.

Seeing Han Qingluo and Jue coming, Jia Luo seemed to grasp a life-saving straw: "Please save her, I really have no choice...... Lillian, are you awake? ”

Han Qingluo stepped closer to the bed, and before she could get close to Lilian, she felt a piercing cold air hitting her face, and she stretched out her hand suspiciously.

But Jue stopped her: "You'd better not touch it, her body is too cold." ”

Han Qingluo turned his head to look at Jue, only to see that he had a calm face, very serious: "Her life is almost over." ”

Hearing this, Galo raised his head suddenly, and his tone was not only surprised but also reproachful: "What nonsense are you talking about, Lilian was fine before, what is coming to an end, if you don't want to find a way, get out of here!" ”

Han Qingluo looked at Jia Luo's out-of-control appearance, and hurriedly walked to Jue's side and motioned for him to leave temporarily.

Jue faced Jia Luo's scolding, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and Han Qingluo temporarily left the room first.

"Don't blame him, he's impatient and doesn't speak well, be considerate!"

Han Qingluo also just came out of the shock, the day before yesterday, she was still sitting on the balcony chatting with Lilian, but in a blink of an eye, she was lying on the bed covered in blood, and came to the end of her life.

I only sighed at the transient change of fate, which caught people off guard.

"Go get me a cup!"

Jue's tone was not a little turbulent, but very calm, he was used to seeing life and death, and he was already indifferent, if he could help, he would naturally not be ambiguous.

Han Qingluo nodded understandingly, walked into the room, and took a glass cup for him.

"Here you go, you may need it."

After handing the cup in his hand to Jue, Han Qingluo took out a dagger from his waist and put it in his hand, turned around and walked into the room, and came to Jia Luo's side.

The shoulders suddenly sank, and Jia Luo turned his head to see that it was Han Qingluo, who reluctantly pulled out an ugly smile, and turned to look at his wife on the bed, and the action of helping her stop the bleeding in his hand still did not stop.

Now that he has calmed down, he said in a depressed tone: "I'm sorry, I didn't speak in a bad tone just now, please tell Lord Jue, I'm sorry!" ”

Han Qingluo sighed and shook his head: "Jue won't care, you are our friend, and Lilian is also my sister." We'll figure it out. ”

As he spoke, Han Qingluo helped Jia Luo to keep picking up clean and dirty strips of cloth, and soon, the ground was full of blood-stained strips of cloth, like a hill, and this trend seemed to drain the blood all over his body.

Han Qingluo looked at Lilian, she was like a cold corpse, her distracted eyes stared unfocused, her face became more and more pale, and her face, which was ruddy and full before, was now sunken, like a lamp withering out.

Her eyes were red, her nose was sour, and she took the blood-stained strip of cloth from Galo, and the grief she had endured burst out of her heart.

She didn't want to affect Garlo's mood, but as she watched the familiar people leave, the strength in her heart would slowly collapse, revealing her weakness.

There was a low sobbing voice from Han Qingluo behind him, and Jia Luo's hand holding the cloth tightened, and at this time, the entire big bed was full of blood belonging to Lilian.

He also seemed to smell the breath that symbolized death, thinking that Lilian was afraid that she would not be able to wait for her father's rescue, and suddenly, he thought of Jue's words: Maybe she has really reached the end of her life......

In front of him, a glass cup full of blood suddenly appeared, Jia Luo's eyes were fixed in front of the cup for a while, turning his head to look at Jue, he looked at himself silently, and all his thoughts were condensed in this cup of blood.

"Thank you!"

Galo opened his lips with difficulty, took the cup in Jue's hand, lifted his wife's head, and pushed the contents of the cup into her mouth little by little......

The blood from the thousand-year-old blood clan gradually flowed into Lillian's body, suppressing the blood that flowed out of her, and Galo could clearly feel the change in her.

The unapproachable coldness of her body was fading, and Lilian's dead white face seemed to regain a little blood......

Galo smiled with relief, his brow furrowed, the gloom on his face dissipated, and he squeezed his wife's hand and whispered her name, "Lilian." ”

The godless eyes slowly regained a little luster, and Lilian's ears rang with her husband's call: "Garo......"

"I'm here!"

Hearing his wife's weak cries, Gallo responded excitedly.

Lillian probably knew that her end was coming, and her hands trembled, and Gallo immediately put her hand on his face, knowing that his wife was touching his face again.

The most regrettable thing in her life is that she has never seen her husband and son, even if she often describes their appearance to her on weekdays.

But every time she looked at Lilian's seemingly satisfied smile with a little bit of loss, Galo felt very distressed.

"I want to hug our son."

She spoke, already breathless.

Galo immediately picked up her sleeping son from the nanny and slowly placed it next to his wife's pillow.

The warmth on her cheeks made Lilian smile, and a string of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of Lilian's lips froze, her brow furrowed, her expression of pain was accompanied by a muffled snort, and the nosebleed that had just stopped began to flow out again......

Galo hurriedly carried her son away from the pillow, handed it to the nanny on the side, knelt in front of the bed and held Lilian's hand, and kept chanting her name: "Lilian, Lilian......"

Lilian opened her mouth, and with each opening and closing it, blood flowed down her nose and into her mouth, spilling out of the corners of her mouth...... Seeing this, Han Qingluo immediately stepped forward to help Lilian.

Suddenly, Lilian grabbed Han Qingluo's hand, the force was terrifying, I saw her staring at a pair of dull eyes, chanting like a demon: "Don't bleed, don't bleed......"

As she became emotional, the blood flowed faster, even coming out of her ears and eyes, and the scene was terrifying.