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"Yan'er." Bai Jingyan held Wu Yaner tightly in her embrace, staring at the dagger stabbed into her chest. Fresh blood continuously flowed out from her wounds.

Wu Yaner's breathing also slowed down. She could clearly feel her life disappearing bit by bit. In her panic, she held Bai Jingyan's hand.

"Jingyan, I feel like I'm going to die soon. I can't watch our child slowly grow up