After a quarter of an hour, the originally powerless and useless body, which had no strength in the first place, finally could no longer hold up. Aurora felt her vision go dark and fell softly backwards.
Almost at the moment she fell to the ground, she felt her body fall into a solid and powerful embrace.
After knowing the things that nauseating things, Emperor Marcellus really didn't want to see Aurora anymore.
But the moment he saw her fall to the ground, he couldn't help but reach out his hand.
Emperor Marcellus felt that he was truly pitiful.
Looking at the sleeping person in his arms, he felt annoyed.
If that powerful man appeared in front of him again, he swore that he would smash the Aurora's birth chart directly into his face.
But...
Despite his furustration, Marcellus's hands were not idle.
A stream of spiritual energy poured into Aurora's body. Aurora's face became increasingly rosy, and the overdraft of his physical and mental power was gradually repaired.
After confirming that Aurora's mental power had been restored, Marcellus punitively put her back on the ground, got up and left.
When he walked to the door, he turned back with a dark face, picked up a thin blanket from the bed and threw it on her.
A minute had passed since he left. Marcellus turned back again, picked up Aurora angrily, placed him heavily on the bed, and awkwardly helped her put up the thin quilt before leaving completely.
Aurora's room returned to silence.
Marcellus came and went, but even he didn't notice that in a corner of the room, a ghost with an energy value of approximately zero had been watching his every move.
This ghost is none other than former Aurora! Who already died.
The moment he saw Marcellus, her eyes burst out with indescribable shock and almost crazy admiration.
Seeing Marcellus's meticulous care for Aurora, the ghost Aurora admiring eyes gradually turned into twisted and ferocious ones.
Why?
How could this woman enjoy such gentle care and treatment from such a peerless man?
If she had known a little earlier that such a handsome and outstanding man secretly admired her, she would have been a fool to like Jonathan.
Compared with this man, Jonathan is simply a scumbag!
No, I should say, worse than scum!
But now she was dead!
It was only after she died that she discovered that there was such a wonderful man who was silently admiring her, caring about her, and protecting her!
And she can no longer enjoy it!
Looking at the woman in front of him enjoying the gentle care of that man on her behalf, the ghost Aurora's heart felt as if it was being roasted on fire.
Strong unwillingness and hatred slowly emerged.
She discovered that her body, which was originally unable to accumulate energy, began to automatically absorb the spiritual energy around her due to the boundless hatred, regret and unwillingness.
The ghost Aurora was overjoyed! It turns out that as long as you have enough hatred, you can become a ghost! At this moment, the silver-gray man has left, and the woman occupying her body is also sleeping. Now is a good time to take action.
The ghost Aurora walked up to Aurora, grasped her hands, and concentrated all her spiritual power on her hands.
Ten abrupt fingers suddenly appeared in the space without any dirt. With gentle hands and feet, they pinched Aurora's slender neck mercilessly.
But when the hands were about to touch the opponent's neck, a bright black light shook silently, like a shock wave, and the ghost Aurora rushed away.
(End of chapter)