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After a series of procedures, the sky has turned dark. Xuebao was finally brought out of the crowd. She could take a short rest. When she was sent to a bedroom, she couldn't wait to tear off the red cap and the jewelry on her head.

She looked around. Other than the maids, Old Master Yan was also there. For some reason, at this moment, Xuebao actually saw a cruel look on Old Master Yan's face. This was completely different from the affable Old Master Yan she saw at her mother's house.

Xuebao's heart skipped a beat for no reason. It was already dark. When she saw Old Master Yan's face, she suddenly felt waves of Yin Qi from the Yan residence, which made her hair stand on end.

Old Master Yan's cruelty only lasted for a moment on his face. Soon, he returned to his amiable appearance. He held Xuebao's hand and comforted her, "Xuebao, if you have any matters in the future, you can tell Sister Liu or others. If you have any difficulties, you can also look for me. Jun Yi's temper was a little strange. In the future, you should understand him. You two should get along well."

" Mr. Yan, don't worry. We will get along well. " Fan Xuebao added from behind. When she heard his words, she felt even more afraid.

Her husband let someone else take his place and marry! He was truly detestable. If she had known earlier, she would have also hired someone to take her place. This way, she wouldn't have to struggle for an entire day.

Xuebao saw his amiable appearance. She mustered her courage and carefully asked, "Why did Young Master Yan not attend the wedding?" Regarding this point, her heart was very unbalanced!

Old Master Yan was stunned. He unconsciously looked out the window at the clear night sky that was illuminated by the moonlight. Then he said uneasily, "Today, his body was not very good, so he let Wen Xuan take his place. Xuebao, can you not blame him?"

Xuebao thought angrily. Old Master Yan felt her dissatisfaction. He comforted her and said, "Xuebao, as long as you can give birth to a daughter earlier, the wealth and glory of Yan Family will be yours."

"What?" Xuebao was stunned. She did not hear wrongly, right? Daughter? Everyone else wanted a son, especially from a wealthy family like this. Old Master Yan actually wanted her to have a daughter?

"Why do you want me to have a daughter? What if I have a son?" To be honest, she was not interested in wealth and wealth. Even if she was poor, she still lived happily every day. Moreover, if she accompanied a man who did not know if he was a human or a ghost, Even if she obtained wealth and glory, she would not be in the mood to enjoy it.

She felt that the previous eight people were attracted by his appearance. They definitely didn't think that they would end up in such a miserable state. When Xuebao thought of them, she felt her heart tremble.

Old Master Yan was extremely uncomfortable being asked by her. For a moment, he did not know how to answer her. Of course he liked his grandson. But he could not tell her why!

"Because I like girls more. Of course, you can have another son as long as you're happy." Old Master Yan smiled.

Xuebao rolled her eyes. It was too early to talk about these things now. It was still a question whether she could get along with that vampire. She didn't believe that she could be luckier than those eight women!

Old Master Yan looked at the clock. The pointer was already pointing at 12 o'clock. He called over the two men who had been guarding the door and instructed, "Send Young Madam to Young Master's bedroom. Take care of Young Madam. Did you hear that?"

"Yes, Old Master." The two men replied in unison.

Xuebao was afraid. Jun Yi was clearly not in good health, why did they send her over? Could it be that tonight she had to have sex with him? She was unwilling, but she was now his wife. She seemed to be unable to escape!

"Xuebao, don't be afraid. Relax. No matter what Jun Yi did to you, he did not mean it. After tonight, you will be fine. " Old Master Yan saw her nervous look and patted her shoulder to comfort her again.

Xuebao was about to cry. Why did the more Old Master Yan comforted her, the more nervous she felt? Also, why were the maids beside her all pale and solemn? It was as if she was going to die!

What was going on? Xuebao did not have time to ask. Under Old Master Yan's fierce command, the two men took her out of the bedroom and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

The deeper they went, the darker the lamp became. At a corner, Xuebao saw the man who kissed her in the afternoon. At this moment, he was leaning against a wall, playing with a lighter made of gold. His indifferent face revealed sympathy for her.

"Save me." Xuebao shouted at him and only then did she realize that she had suddenly lost her voice. Oh my god! Why? She tried shouting a few more times, but she couldn't say anything.

She became mute? Her face instantly turned pale. She finally realized that what she had entered was not the Wealthy Class, but the Gates of Hell! But why did Old Master Yan use poison to turn her into a mute?

Just a moment ago, she was fine, why was she suddenly unable to speak? With a series of questions, she was sent to a strange door. The surroundings were very dark, and they could only rely on a dim candle flame as a light source.

"Young Madam, please extend your right hand." A man guarding the door said respectfully. She could not see his face clearly, but she felt that he had an irresistible coldness. She subconsciously put the back of her hand behind her, not understanding what he was going to do.

But he did not give Xuebao the chance to retreat. He grabbed her right hand. In the darkness, she only felt a pain on her wrist. A wave of bloody smell assailed her nostrils. She was injured?

He turned her hand over. She heard the sound of blood dripping into the cup. It was her blood! Fear made her unable to feel pain. At this moment, she only wanted to escape from this strange place.

Then, he swiftly wrapped the gauze around her injured wrist. He handed the cup of blood that contained about three spoonfuls of soup to her and said respectfully, "Young Madam, give this to Young Master and drink it. I wish you and Young Master a happy marriage."

Happy marriage? Fan Xuebao was about to cry. She was unwilling to reach out to take the terrifying cup. But he had been quietly waiting.

She wanted to ask for help and beg them to let her go, but she could not make a sound. In the end, he forced the cup into her hand and pushed her into the real Gates of Hell.

There was also only a dim candle flame in the room, and the room was very dark. Fan Xuebao looked around in horror. She only felt that this bedroom was very big. The closed curtains covered the bright moonlight outside.

Fan Xuebao leaned against the door, her hands tightly gripping the small glass cup. She was so nervous that she did not know what to do. A low roar came from the middle of the bedroom. She subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

Suddenly a pair of star-like eyes shot over from the direction of the big bed. Fan Xuebao was extremely frightened and screamed silently. Her hand trembled and the cup fell to the ground. The blood in the cup splashed onto her red bride's shoes.

Xuebao turned around and wanted to escape but she was unable to pull open the tightly shut door. In the end, she had no choice but to lean against the door and then she vigilantly stared at the center of the large bed.

She vaguely saw a robust man lying on the large bed with half of his body naked. That person seemed to be enduring a lot of pain at this moment. His hands tightly gripped the bedsheets on both sides, and his slender body kept trembling.

Those sharp eyes pierced into her body like sharp swords. His wet hair stuck to his forehead. Xuebao could not see his appearance clearly but she could feel his bone-piercing cold expression. It was as if he was going to pounce on her and devour her in the next moment.

"What happened to you?" Xuebao trembled and asked in her hoarse voice. Only after she asked did she realize that she could not make a sound at all. That strange man could not possibly hear her words.

At this moment, that man made a sound that was even more painful than before. His body trembled even more violently. He looked as if the poison in his stomach was acting up, or as if there was a fire burning inside his body that made him suffer.

What kind of illness was he suffering from? Fan Xuebao not only asked mother fan and Old Master Yan, but they were also unable to explain. They only said that he was cursed in his previous life. But now it was the era of science and technology. Fan Xuebao, who was receiving high education, did not believe in feudal superstitious.

And from his performance, he was clearly ill, and this was a very serious illness. If he continued like this, sooner or later he would be killed by Old Master Yan's superstitious beliefs.

An ear-splitting roar startled Fan Xuebao, who was lost in thought. She looked at the man on the bed again. That man seemed to have reached the limit of pain. His body slightly curled up, and bean-sized beads of sweat seeped out from his back. Suddenly, a heatwave hit her face. Fan Xuebao was shocked by this sudden heatwave.

"Come here." The man's lips moved as he ordered with great difficulty.

Xuebao did not know where her courage came from. She rushed over and glared at him. "You should go to the hospital and not suffer here. If this continues, you will die!" She knew that she could not make a sound, but she still could not help but roar.

How could modern people be so superstitious? It was fine if Old Master Yan was like this, but he was also so superstitious!

The man sneered, and scoffed at her words. The sneer on his face was quickly replaced by pain again. He gritted his teeth and endured it. Xuebao stared at him in surprise. He actually heard her words? He clearly did not look at her mouth shape, and she also did not make a sound. This was so strange.

After another angry roar, Xuebao only felt her body suddenly shake violently. She was immediately pressed down by something. And the thing pressing down on her body was actually him.

The close contact finally made Xuebao understand where that heatwave came from. His body was at least 45 degrees. But the strange thing was that such a high temperature could not burn him to death. A normal person should have been burned to death.

"Let me go!" Xuebao screamed in horror. His heat was transmitted to her body bit by bit, and the temperature on her body also gradually rose. Xuebao was so scared that she almost fainted. However, she, who had strong willpower since she was young, was still not scared out of her consciousness in the end. She tried her best to hold on because she was afraid that she would die after losing consciousness.

"Yu Er, save me." He trembled and once again made a short and painful sound. What did he call her? Yu Er? No, he was definitely not calling her by her name. Who was Yu Er? At her most panicked moment, Xuebao actually still had the mood to think about these things.

Yan Junyi's palm, which was clearly made out of joints, grabbed her neck. He repeated in a low voice, "Save me." Every time he said it, the force in his hand increased.

Fan Xuebao was pinched so hard that she could not breathe. Her face instantly turned purple. She finally knew why his eight girlfriends did not have a good ending. As the ninth, she couldn't escape death.

Save him? She didn't know how he could save him, nor did she have the ability to save him. Why did Old Master Yan think that she could save him? She was just a weak girl.

With many questions and helplessness in her heart, Fan Xuebao felt ashamed and lost consciousness. It turned out that death was this magical and painful.

Mom, should I love you, or hate you?