Youyou’s ferocious expression kept enlarging and enlarging in his vision… His eyes were bloodshot.

  Little Yichen’s body turned limp as he fell to the ground. He had lost count of how many times he had been stabbed, and he did not counterattack. He only knew that Youyou was his younger brother! Even if Youyou disowned him, hurt him, and wanted him dead, he could not hurt Youyou!

  “Youyou…” Little Yichen choked. “It’s me. Open your eyes… Open your eyes wide and look carefully… okay… Youyou, it’s me… Mu Yichen…”


  Youyou gave him one final stab and smiled coldly. “I know you’re Mu Yichen.”


  Mu Yichen was stunned.

  “Do you think I lost my memory? What a joke. I was only using you. I wanted to drive you away from Mommy! Now, I’ve returned to Mommy, and you’re right here, dying without a resting place!”


  Mu Yichen’s entire body stiffened. He shook his head vigorously and forced a smile. “No… it’s not like that…”


  Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the sound of high heels clicking nearby. The high heels struck the ground with each step, producing an extremely pleasant sound. Except that the hollow echo, in such an environment, seemed rather terrifying.

  Mu Yichen looked in the direction of the sound and caught the sweeping motion of a snow-white dress. A woman walked slowly towards him through the thick black fog.

  “Mom…” Little Yichen stared blankly in that direction and struggled to smile. “Mommy…”


  As the footsteps approached, Yun Shishi’s tall figure gradually came into view. “Mommy…” Little Yichen sat up with enthusiasm. He could not stand up at all. After suffering so many injuries, just sitting up took all his strength.

  Yun Shishi walked over and squatted down beside him. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and pity as she stared at his face and gently caressed it. “Does it hurt?” She asked gently, there was a hint of solace in her tone.

  Little Yichen smiled and immediately answered, “It doesn’t hurt…” “It doesn’t hurt?” Yun Shishi’s gaze fell on the wounds on his body. Her slender and fair hand reached out to gently caressed one of them. Suddenly, she dug in ruthlessly and as she did so, blood instantly gushed out!

  “Tssss—”The boy arched his back in pain, breaking out in cold sweat.

  “Did I hurt you?” Yun Shishi smiled apologetically and immediately hugged him gently to comfort him. “Little Yichen, it won’t hurt anymore. Be good! It won’t hurt anymore soon.”


  The boy smiled weakly. “Mommy, it’s okay. It doesn’t hurt…”


  “But you’ve lost so much blood…”


  Yun Shishi hugged him even tighter and sounded heartbroken as she said, “Little Yichen, it will stop hurting. Very soon…”


  “You will be freed…” The moment she said this, Little Yichen felt a sharp and acute pain in his chest. His vitals.

  Previously, whether it was Yueyao or Youyou, they did not stab him in his vitals. Only Yun Shishi’s stabbed him right in his heart with her dagger. However, he could no longer feel the pain. Little Yichen did not look surprised, but when he raised his head and saw the coldness on Yun Shishi’s face, he finally could not hold back his emotions.