Jian Xiaomo hugged Jun Muqian and cried at the top of her lungs.
Her mind was filled with the scenes of the two of them being together. All these years, besides stopping her from being together with Long Chenjue, Jun Muqian had never done anything to let her down.
He had only been waiting for her wholeheartedly.
He wasn't wrong!
Thinking of this, Jian Xiaomo cried even harder. The blood from the corner of Jun Muqian's mouth stained Jian Xiaomo's pure white wedding dress bit by bit, which was shocking.
At this moment, heavy footsteps stopped in front of Jian Xiaomo. The tall figure of the man blocked the sunlight, leaving a black shadow behind.
Feeling the strong aura, Jian Xiaomo's face was full of tears. She slowly raised her head and found that Long Chenjue's face was extremely ugly.
It was obvious that this man was enduring something. His eyes were staring at Jian Xiaomo.
Jian Xiaomo suddenly had the courage to put down Jun Muqian. She climbed to the front of Long Chenjue, grabbed Long Chenjue's pants with both hands and said, "Long Chenjue, save Jun Muqian, save him!"
Jun Muqian didn't deserve to die. He loved her, but he didn't deserve to die. He didn't deserve to pay the price of his life!
Jian Xiaomo lay on the ground and begged Long Chenjue.
Long Chenjue suddenly felt sorry for her. He lowered his body and his eyes were red. Then he picked up Jian Xiaomo.
Jian Xiaomo was still in Long Chenjue's arms, begging, "Long Chenjue, save Jun Muqian! Jun Muqian doesn't deserve to die! Save him!" She was crying so hard that she was almost out of breath.
Hearing that, Long Chenjue's face was covered in gloom. At this moment, Long Chenjue said to Ba Luo who was following behind him, "Get him to the best doctor!"
"Yes, Young Master," Ba Luo said immediately and quickly ordered everything.
Jian Xiaomo finally fainted in Long Chenjue's arms when she heard that.
Jian Xiaomo was sleeping when she suddenly saw Jun Muqian covered in blood. His whole body was dyed red and blood was still oozing out from the corner of his pale mouth. Jian Xiaomo stretched out her hand to grab Jun Muqian, but she couldn't catch him no matter how hard she tried.
She was so anxious that she was surprised from her dream. She sat up with cold sweat on her forehead and shouted, "Muqian!"
Seeing that Jian Xiaomo suddenly woke up, Long Chenjue stood up from his chair and walked quickly to Jian Xiaomo. He said nervously, "Jian Xiaomo."
Jian Xiaomo's expression was still wandering. She said to Long Chenjue, "Long Chenjue, where is Jun Muqian? Where is Jun Muqian?" Jian Xiaomo grabbed the corner of Long Chenjue's shirt and asked.
Seeing that this woman could still recognize him, Long Chenjue let out a breath. This woman was not stupid. His heart started to comfort her. However, when he heard Jun Muqian's name, his face turned completely livid.
This woman had been calling Jun Muqian's name in her sleep ever since she returned to the manor. Now that she had woken up, she was still calling Jun Muqian's name. Thinking of this, Long Chenjue wished that he could slap this woman to death.
He glared fiercely at Jian Xiaomo and quickly walked out.
He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to endure his anger and really slap this woman to death.
Ba Luo stood at the side in fear and trepidation. As he watched the Young Master walk out, he sighed. Because the Young Madam kept calling out Jun Muqian's name in her dreams, the Young Master had smashed all the furniture in the manor because of this. This time, he would definitely be angry at the furniture again.
The Young Master couldn't do anything to the Young Madam and could only vent his anger on the furniture.
Thinking of this, Ba Luo sighed and hurriedly ordered the doctor to treat the Young Madam before he walked into the study.