Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

"Host, the Qi Yun Zi is missing. I can't find it no matter how hard I look." At dawn, Qin Baobao finally heard the message from the little system.

"Tell Arthur to get the others to help search." Arthur knew the system could speak, so it should be able to help.

"Host, Arthur was summoned by the city lord and hasn't returned yet. What? What did you say?...Host,...Arthur is dead!"

The little system had just gotten news of Arthur from Arthur's mother when two people ran in and said that Arthur was dead.

When Arthur's mother heard the news, she couldn't believe it and rushed outside. Her son was so young; how could he have died for no reason? She couldn't believe it.

The little system and Tana followed behind, wanting to see what was going on.

When Qin Baobao returned, a courtyard in the city lord's mansion was crowded with people. Arthur's mother's heart-wrenching cries reached Qin Baobao's ears.

Arthur's mother wept so bitterly that it moved all who heard it to tears. Two maids even secretly wiped away their own tears.

The scene was shrouded in immense sorrow; some felt pity, while others remained indifferent. People die every day in this city, yet no one has ever cried as bitterly as she has, as if the whole world owed her a son.

Qin Baobao walked over with difficulty, the scene of Arthur fawning over her still vivid in her mind. How could he have died so suddenly? Qin Baobao simply couldn't believe her eyes!

Blood dripped from Arthur's lips, and his heart was pierced by a sword. His eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that the person had killed him.

Yes! Who is that person? Who is this person that Arthur can't believe?

Qin Baobao mechanically raised her head and examined the faces of everyone around her, but she couldn't find any flaws.

That's true! If someone has been killed, how could the murderer still be in the same place?

"Goddess!" Lord Kalin rushed in from outside, kneeling on both knees in front of Qin Baobao, the posture of a slave kneeling before his master.

"I have betrayed your trust. Do with me as you please. I only hope this will extinguish the anger in your heart." Kalin prostrated himself on the ground, his heart filled with sorrow. He had clearly protected the city lord's mansion completely, so how could this have happened so suddenly? Could it be that someone was trying to drive a wedge between him and the goddess?

"Goddess? Ella? Ella! Ella, you are a goddess! Please, save Arthur! You two grew up together, you can't bear to see him die, right?" Arthur's mother suddenly raised her head, tightly gripping Qin Baobao's clothes, as if grasping at the last straw.

Arthur's mother, her eyes pleading, her expression numb and haggard, swayed precariously, enveloped in immense sorrow. "You can save him! You can save him! You can save him!" Qin Baobao was now her only hope.

But she couldn't save him!

She couldn't save him!

If he had just been injured, she could still save him. She could also put him in the spirit spring pool and feed him various elixirs.

But he was already dead. He died before she came back. She couldn't save him!

Qin Baobao felt as if her heart was being squeezed in someone's hand; facing Arthur's mother like this, she could barely breathe.

She opened her mouth, but it was as if her throat was blocked, and she couldn't make a sound.

"I..." I can't save him! Qin Baobao was dazed and completely lost. Someone save him, save me! I'm suffocating!

"I can help you!" A seductive voice slowly rang in Qin Baobao's ears. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

"His heart is broken! Reach out and touch your chest; it's vibrant and strong, a healthy heart."

"You want my heart?" Qin Baobao placed her hand on her chest; her heartbeat was strong and powerful, but an even greater pain enveloped her.

This feeling is like a numb, heartbroken death.

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you. When have I never given you what you wanted?" Qin Baobao slowly reached her hand towards her heart.

"It's not what I want! It's what the person you love needs!" The seductive voice contained a hint of exasperation. Having lived this long, this was the first time she had ever been framed. She had truly never seen anything like it!

"It's okay, here you go!" What's the big deal? In the end, it all comes down to not caring.

"It's none of my business!" The other person was furious. He was now being unfairly blamed, and he couldn't directly refute it.

Suppressing his temper, he resignedly said, "Give it to me!"

Okay, I'm completely stuck with this blame!

Qin Baobao numbly inserted her hand into her heart and easily pulled it out.

"Here you go! Take it!"

Arthur's mother watched as she talked to herself and then pulled out her own heart, and she was so frightened that she stopped crying.

The sudden turn of events drew surprised glances from everyone. They had seen countless people murdered by others, by vampires, over the years. But this was the first time they had ever witnessed someone rip out their own heart.

Doesn't she feel pain?

"What's wrong with the goddess?"

Can one live without a heart?

Hearing the voice, Kalin looked up in confusion. What happened to the goddess?

"Take it, save her!" Qin Baobao stared blankly ahead, as if someone was demanding her heart.

"Is it really possible?" Can it save his son's life?

Although she felt a pang of pity looking at Ella, he was her son, her own son! People have varying degrees of closeness and distance; she loved Ella, but she loved her own son even more.

She took the heart, removed the damaged part, and placed Ella's heart inside.

"Host, what are you doing?" The little system was terrified. Just now, its host seemed to be possessed, unresponsive no matter how it called. Suddenly, it ripped out its own heart—it was too frightening for the system!

Qin Baobao collapsed softly to the ground, gazing at the overcast sky. Her mouth opened and closed, as if she were saying something. The expression on her face seemed both relieved and nostalgic.

"Host!" How can the host die? The host cannot die! As for why he cannot die, he couldn't explain it clearly, but in short, he simply cannot die.

The little white bird picked up the broken heart from the ground, stuffed it into Qin Baobao's empty chest, and then used its energy to repair the heart. Qin Baobao's chest wound began to heal and regenerate, returning to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Baobao's mouth continued to open and close, but the light in her eyes dimmed, filled with loneliness, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

"Thank goodness! Arthur, son, wake up!" Arthur's mother noticed that Arthur's wounds were healing rapidly, and his chest was rising and falling again. Her son was alive!

Arthur's mother wept with joy, wanting to tell Ella the good news. Turning her head, she saw Ella covered in blood, her eyes filled with loneliness, lying on the dirty ground like a rag doll.

Aira is usually very clean!

Ya Shang's mother steeled her heart and turned her head away again. Having already made her choice, she shouldn't turn back, and she shouldn't regret it.

“Son, wake up! You’re all I have left. Wake up, wake up and we’ll go home. We’ll never come out again, we’ll just stay in our little house.” Arthur’s mother’s tears flowed again. Ella was dead, but she still had her son. She had her son, and she would go home with him. Everything would be alright.

"Son, get up! Talk to your mother. I regret it, we shouldn't have come out."