"I'm in pain, I'm in pain!"

Yao Sisi struggled to force out a few words. Her whole body was taut, and the pain spread from her brain to all parts of her body. She cried out desperately, "Ah!

He Yuan tightly knitted his brows, forming a ravine in the shape of a river.

His heart was in a panic as he continuously channeled zhen qi into her body, hoping to alleviate some of the pain. An unknown emotion rose in his heart: worry, fear, or fear.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the pain seemed to have disappeared, but her consciousness was very clear and she was not the least bit confused. She was no longer screaming, no longer panicking, she quietly looked at the man in front of her, whose arms had been grabbed, his clothes had been torn.

Feng Yuan tightened his arms around her and said bitterly, "Yes, I am a god of pests, a god of pests. My wife, are you feeling better?"

Yao Sisi was somewhat touched. Her eyes were filled with a new layer of mist as she said, "Yes, don't worry about not dying."

"My wife, what's going on?"

"Can I say that this was given by the old monk?" Could it be that she was intentionally using these to recall a debt that had been owed to her countless years ago? "Obviously, no one will believe such shocking words."

She didn't have the strength to continue talking. She didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

He thought for a while, then said with a slightly blaming and teasing tone, "Isn't it all because you don't want me to eat meat?"

"Archangel's entire body trembled. Yes, he remembered what she said that day …" "I was born with a disease. If I don't eat meat, my entire body will collapse and I will sleep for a long time. Thus, when my parents reincarnated, they would prepare meat for me even if they don't eat it themselves."

If he believed her, then there wouldn't be any pain tonight. He blamed himself deeply in his heart as he looked fixedly at Yao Sisi and said, "My wife, I'll give my husband's meat to you to eat in the future."

Yao Sisi was depressed. She didn't think that he would believe a lie she told him. Wasn't he always very smart? How could she have known that this was an act of concern on the part of Yanzhou Yuan?

The atmosphere was a little bit better, and she started twitching all over again. This time, her body felt like it was on fire.

Her peerless face was pale and colorless. Her originally elegant eyes were now tightly shut, and her long eyelashes left rows and rows of shadow under her eyelids.

Just as he was about to strip naked and embrace Yao Sisi in his arms, Yao Sisi regained a trace of her consciousness, "No, don't worry about your old ailment. I'll be asleep in a while, it might take a few days, so don't wake me up, please no matter what."

"No, my wife, you can't sleep, you can't."

"Trust me."

This time around, she felt half of her body being cold, just as hot as the previous day. It was extremely uncomfortable, as the rushing Guiyuan had not let her sleep at all. She had no other choice but to raise her palm and strike down, dispersing her consciousness.

Before Yao Sisi fainted, she had struck him with her palm. That palm had shaken his internal organs to the point where they had almost shifted position, and the bloody taste of blood was still lingering in her throat. Even Yao Sisi had not expected this.

He suppressed the smell of blood. He had a narrow nose, peach blossom eyes that shone with a ghostly light. His hands were still wrapped around her upper body.

Dressed in a red silk robe, he sat cross-legged as he silently looked at the unconscious person in his embrace. There was an indescribable beauty and enchantment between his brows. That sort of absolute beauty was simply heart-tearing and lung-splitting.

"I'm sorry, I will never ask you to eat meat again. Wake up quickly, I still have a month of your 'old woman' left."

The red silk cloth barged into the room, looking at the two people lying unconscious on the ground. She was anxious, but she didn't dare to shout loudly. "Master, what happened?"

"Go get a doctor, go quickly, the best doctor."

He Yuan almost lost control and roared.

The red silk cloth also knew that the situation was serious, and disappeared in a flash.

Looking at the woman lying in front of him, this was the first time he felt such heartache. He blamed himself too much, but he couldn't wake her up.

Her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and her face was slightly flushed. Her chest was rolling over and over again, and that palm attack from the woman just now had completely caught his guard, causing him to be unable to control his breathing for the next three to five days.

He didn't blame her, because he blamed himself.

At this time, if someone were to see it, they would feel sad. He suppressed the uneasiness, panic, and fear in his heart and carefully explored her pulse. Although it was weak, it was still stable.

She did not know his remorse; she did not know his worry, because her soul had left her and fled to the time before the sixth world: the snow was heavy on the ground, and the streets were cold as ice.

A young married woman was holding a crying child in her arms. Yao Sisi immediately recognized this girl as her miserable mother. The young married woman held the child as they wandered along the street. Finally, they arrived in front of a large house and knocked on the door.

After the door was opened, he saw the mother and daughter pair's servant's expression change. "You still dare to come here, woman. Our Young Master has already let you go. You should just take this little killing star and quickly scram!"

"Lil 'Bro, the child is hungry. Please give the child something to eat, I'm begging you."

"Even if she did, she wouldn't have given it to her. The moment she was born, the old master had already died. Scram! If you don't scram, I will call for help."

The attendant glared fiercely at the two of them and mercilessly blasted the impoverished mother and son out of the door, isolating them from the warmth with a bang.

The young woman looked at the child in her arms that was waiting to be fed. She couldn't bear to do so, but she hadn't eaten for many days, so she didn't have any milk to feed this child.

After walking for a long time, she stopped in front of a nunnery and placed the child at the nunnery's door. "Child, you won't have a good life by mother's side. If someone else can see your father, tell him that I don't blame him."

The young woman glanced at the child with tears in her eyes and bit off her teeth.

"Wa, wa …"

The child cried even louder. The young woman looked back and quickly ran away, covering her face.

At this moment, the door of the nunnery opened. A nun wearing a Taoist robe looked at the girl at the door and sighed, holding her in her arms. At this time, another girl walked out from behind and looked at the child in disgust.

The girl holding the child glared at the girl behind her, "We're all born and bred, how can our hearts be so vicious?"

"Are we ruthless? Was there anyone more vicious than the child's biological parents? If a child can be abandoned at such a young age, how can you say that it's because I was heartless? "

"Alright, since this child has appeared here, it can be considered fate that he came here. Let's go, this child will be frozen."