Rebirth of a Spoiled Darling: Bloodstained Lord Huo's Billion-Dollar Dowry Proposal

The nannies looked at each other, heads bowed, none daring to speak.

Aunt Lin, who rushed over upon hearing the commotion, immediately understood what was going on when she saw Meng Shu's grim expression.

Oh no, the young mistress found out.

Meng Shu didn't give anyone time to react and rushed out.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Lin's expression changed drastically.

It’s over.

Could it be that the young mistress knows about the young master's situation and wants to leave the Huo family?

If that's the case, how will she explain it to the old man?

At this moment, Meng Shu suddenly turned around, his tone gentle.

"Aunt Lin, I'm not running away. I need to see Huo Qilin. I'm really worried about him."

Aunt Lin was stunned and didn't react.

"Is he in the Red Chamber?"

If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes.

After speaking, Meng Shu ran barefoot in the raging wind and rain.

She remembered it clearly.

Every time he had an attack, Huo Qilin would go to a three-story red building behind the manor.

She had gone there once in her previous life, but Huo Qilin had her brought back by someone.

Meng Shu ran wildly all the way.

Ten minutes later, she finally arrived at the entrance of the Red Mansion.

This is Huo Qilin's personal residence.

It is also the place where lovers died together in a previous life.

Meng Shu tried hard to control her emotions, but she still couldn't help but cry.

Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

His body trembled violently, as if he was trying his best to endure the torment of pain.

If it weren't for him, Huo Qilin wouldn't have ended up like this.

Self-blame, guilt, regret, resentment, and heartache overwhelmed me.

Meng Shu took a deep breath, her hands tightly gripping her chest, as if trying her best to suppress the intense pain in her heart.

She comforted herself, saying that she had been reborn and that the tragedy of this life would not repeat itself.

But her trembling breath betrayed her.

She looked up at the gate of the Red Building.

The Red Mansion is a forbidden area; no one may enter without permission.

At that moment, disregarding everything else, she pushed open the door.

As soon as he entered, he was stopped by Liu Yu, who was guarding inside.

Liu Yu's serious face showed confusion. "Young Madam, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to save Huo Qilin." Meng Shu's tone was calm, yet resolute.

Liu Yu was slightly taken aback, recalling the old man's words.

The old man said something an hour ago.

If the young mistress really comes, there's no need to stop her; let her in.

The old man is truly amazing; he could have predicted this.

With that in mind, Liu Yu briefly described Huo Qilin's situation.

As they spoke, they watched Meng Shu's every move.

Unexpectedly, Meng Shu remained calm and responded with a soft murmur.

"Uncle Liu, I'm not afraid."

She had seen Huo Qilin's illness several times in her previous life.

At the time, I was really scared and wanted to get as far away from them as possible.

Now, however, I can't stop feeling heartache, and I really want to stay by his side!

"Uncle Liu, please take me inside."

"Yes, young lady."

As soon as Meng Shu reached the third-floor stairwell, he heard a series of loud noises.

Amidst the loud bang, there were faint cries of pain.

Meng Shu's face was pale, her eyes filled with tears and heartache.

She could no longer calm down and ran forward quickly.

The end.

Standing in front of the door was Old Master Huo, whose face was full of worry.

Old Master Huo saw Meng Shu.

A flicker of surprise and delight flashed in his dull eyes, followed by a sigh.

"Book Girl, you finally came."

Although Meng Shu's complexion was not good, his expression remained calm and composed.

Thinking of the commentary left by the enlightened master when the Qilin was born, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Meng Shu nodded gently, then asked in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, how... is he?"

After a long silence, Old Master Huo shook his head and said, "Qilin... his condition is probably not very optimistic..."

Before he could finish speaking, a deep roar suddenly came from inside the room.

The sound was painful and cruel, sending chills down one's spine.

Instantly, Meng Shu felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a sharp knife had pierced his heart.

Tears streamed down my cheeks, and my heart ached as if a balloon had been punctured by a needle; the instantaneous pain was suffocating.

Meng Shu had only one thought in her mind: she had to see Huo Qilin immediately!

"Grandpa, let me in."

Just as Old Master Huo was about to say something, the door suddenly opened.

A man stumbled out, his white coat stained red.

He endured the pain and said to Old Master Huo, "Old Master, the sedatives are no longer effective. I'm afraid the young master's condition is not good."

Old Master Huo suppressed his grief, his eyes filled with a solemn and ruthless gaze.

"Old Li, just tell me straight, how can I save Qilin? I'm willing to risk my life."

The doctor shook his head. "Mr. Huo, I'm afraid I can't help you. Please find someone more skilled."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Huo staggered, and his entire body visibly weakened.

At that moment, a gentle yet firm voice rang out.

"Grandpa, let me in."

Meng Shu gripped the medical kit tightly in his hand and stared intently at Old Master Huo.

"Bookgirl?"

Grandpa Huo looked at Meng Shu, his eyes filled with reluctance and hesitation.

He then let out a soft sigh.

On the day the Qilin was born, auspicious clouds filled the sky, and withered trees came back to life.

It is said that when a Qilin rides on auspicious clouds, all the troubles of the world will disappear.

The Qilin is a chosen one of Heaven, destined for greatness.

However, the fortune teller had a furrowed brow and a grim expression.

He kept muttering, "What is meant to be will be, and what is meant to be will be. If you are not blessed, be self-disciplined; fortune and misfortune are interdependent."

The fortune teller was none other than Li Er, Meng Shu's teacher.

The solution is for the Qilin to marry a woman from the Nine Yin Sect.

The method of using yin to overcome yang was used to temporarily suppress the blood of the Qilin.

This chosen one is Meng Shu.

As for how to truly escape the calamity, Lear did not explain.

As Old Master Huo thought about this, his expression grew increasingly solemn.

The book girl and Qilin had only just met, and she had already witnessed Qilin's most hidden and shameful side. I'm afraid...

However, apart from Shuyatou, no one else can do anything about Qilin's current situation.

Old Master Huo's eyes darkened, filled with helplessness and heartache.

"Grandpa, let me in." Meng Shu looked at Grandpa Huo, her tone urgent and firm.

"Grandpa, believe me, I would never harm him."

Old Master Huo sighed and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Huo Changgeng, who was standing to the side, had already spoken.

“Miss Meng, you’d better not try to be brave. Qilin’s illness is very special and dangerous. It’s not something a little girl like you can control.”

Even Dr. Li, the most skilled doctor in China, couldn't control Huo Qilin's condition.

Not to mention her, a little girl who is not even an adult yet.

However, looking at her father's hesitant eyes, it was clear that he believed her to some extent.

Huo Changgeng's expression changed.

Could it be that Father really believed in that divination from back then?

Meng Shu sensed the disdain and apprehension in Huo Changgeng's words, but didn't even give him a second glance.

After all, she knew who Huo Changgeng was in her previous life.

However, I don't have the energy to deal with him right now.

Once Qilin's condition stabilizes, she will not let go of anyone who has hurt him.

Hidden in the shadows, Huo Changgeng frowned and smiled, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

Meng Shu's tone was calm, yet undeniably authoritative.

"My master not only taught me medicine, but also divination, astrology, and even self-defense techniques."

So, Grandpa, please don't worry about letting me in.