Yun'er had already taken out the Silver Needle.
Yang Tao'er cried out, "Girl, I'm begging you, don't do this, really don't."
Yun'er paused for a moment, looking at Yang Tao'er.
"You've seen the manuscript, you know what end you'll come to," Yang Tao'er revealed a pleading look in her eyes.
Yun'er pondered for a moment, then said with extreme seriousness, "In these six hours, I've thought a lot, I can't just give up on him."
"But you can't give up on yourself either."
"I'm willing to do this. If he becomes possessed, life without him would be worse than death for me, so I must save him."
"But who will save you? Who can save you?"
Yun'er said very calmly, "At least, I know he has me in his heart, and having just that is enough for me."
"Are you being foolish? Even if Ye Chen really survives, he'll be in great pain, and he'll definitely be furious with me."
