After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

She said those words with a hint of despair, but then changed her mind.

"Perhaps the biggest mistake I made was giving birth to her; I failed to produce a useful child for the Yan family."

Yan Yun grasped her hand, his heart breaking: "Mother!"

Yes, it was her fault. She didn't help her mother at the Zheng residence. If anyone is to blame, it's her.

Yan Yun only hoped that her mother would stop blaming herself.

She has been given a second chance by God.

“Mother, the Yan family will not disappear. As long as you live, I will live too. As long as we live, the Yan family will not disappear.”

Before Yan Yun could finish his promise, the hand she was holding fell limply to his side, and there was no more response...

Yan Yun rested her forehead against the back of her hand. Her mother was just tired and needed a rest. She held her hand tightly to keep her from falling, but then there was no sound, and Yan Yun panicked.

She cried out hoarsely, "Mother, Mother!"

Even words of reproach fell silent...

Everything fell silent.

Yan Yun let go of her hand weakly and put her on the ground. She cupped her face in her hands, and her eyes were clearly still open: "Mother, Mother." She could wake her up.

But the reality is that Wei's mother has already passed away.

Yan Yun's voice weakened; she cried out in fear, "Mother! Don't leave me..."

Yan Yun wanted to carry Wei's mother out to seek help, but her small body couldn't move her. She cried out in a hoarse voice, remembering the miracle doctor that Zheng Jihua had brought back.

If it were him, could he save his mother?

Without a second thought, Yan Yun got up and ran outside.

A dark figure had been guarding the door for some time now.

Yan Yun turned around and faced him, and was instantly startled and cried out.

"You, who are you?"

She looked at the other person, but the other person was dressed in black, obscuring their face, so she couldn't see their face at all.

Yan Yun immediately became alert after speaking. He might not have seen what she was doing, and she shouldn't be too wary. She was just a child, and no one would be wary of her.

She pointed to the person on the ground and spoke, no longer as emotional as before: "She is sick and needs a doctor."

After hearing this, the man turned around and bolted the door. He looked at the person in front of him, and his expression changed. Did the girl in front of him think that he knew nothing?

He saw everything that just happened. Could she still believe that he thought she was an innocent child?

The two sides confront each other.

Yan Yun wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Sweat beaded on her forehead. She was extremely anxious, wondering what the person in front of her knew or had seen. But what would he say to her after closing the door?

Yan Yun tried to speak, "Please, save her, okay?"

She made her request, but the other party didn't seem inclined to listen.

He coldly reminded her, "Don't move around unnecessarily, or don't blame me."

The man in black gave Yan Yun a cold warning. He walked forward to Yan's mother and extended his hand.

Yan Yun wanted to stop it.

The other person's fingers landed on Yan's mother's neck, and then said, "There's no need to look for anyone anymore. The person is already dead, and no one can save them."

Yan Yun refused to believe it; she believed that finding herself and the old man known as the Divine Doctor would save her mother.

She didn't bother to hide it and started shouting at the man.

"She is not dead, and she will not die."

Yan Yun turned around and was about to run away.

She looked at the door right in front of her, and just as she was about to reach out and pull it open, a wooden stick flew from behind and hit her hand directly.

"hiss."

Yan Yun winced in pain and withdrew her hand from the door. She turned to look at the man, who was squatting next to the old man, carefully examining the wound on his neck.

"The body is still warm. Are you going to go find someone?"

If someone comes, will she be able to explain the relationship between the two of them?

The man then asked, "Do you want people to see them together?"

His words were a wake-up call for Yan Yun.

Yan Yun looked at the person on the ground. She didn't want anyone to see her mother like this, but she also didn't want her mother to die.

She looked at the person in front of her; her feigned ignorance was no match for him.

"What do you want?"

The man stood up, turned to look at Yan Yun, and asked the question that had been bothering him.

"Are you a dwarf?"

In his mind, only a dwarf could do such a thing; a real child would never dare to do such a thing.

Yan Yun didn't pay attention to his words, but when she looked at her mother, even though she already knew the truth, she still wanted to confirm it again.

"Are the people on the ground really dead?"

Seeing that Yan Yun had no intention of leaving, the man in black replied, "Which one are you talking about? This old man or that woman?"

"Mother..." Yan Yun uttered only one word before immediately correcting himself, "that woman."

"You're completely dead, don't you know that perfectly well?"

Yan Yun felt a tightness in her chest, as if darkness was about to engulf her entire body. Naturally, she didn't want to believe it, but now that she was hearing it from someone else, what could she do even if she didn't believe it?

She looked at the person in front of her.

"Why are you here? Are you going to report me?"

If they weren't trying to report me, why would they be hiding their faces in front of me?

When Yan Yun mentioned himself, the man said that he had only happened to pass by and accidentally discovered the scene before him, but he had to admit that it was more than he had expected.

He asked Yan Yun, "Let me ask you first, are you a dwarf?"

Yan Yun replied, "No."

He walked towards Yan Yun, carefully examined him, and then a different idea came to his mind. He looked at Yan Yun and said, "I won't ask who you are, nor will I tell anyone about what happened today. In addition, I will help you deal with these two people, but you have to do three things for me."

Yan Yun was puzzled. What could he possibly do now?

"Those three things?"

Yan Yun's question surprised the man in black. He hadn't decided to ask her to do it right now. He picked up the hairpin from the ground, broke it in two, threw one half to Yan Yun, and put the other half into his pocket.

"I will return the other half to you after all three things are done."

Yan Yun looked at the hairpin and asked no further questions.

She looked at Yan's mother on the ground. She had nothing now, and she couldn't bear to leave her there.

"Can you help me give her a proper burial? If you agree, I will repay this kindness, and you can even give me your life."

She spoke with conviction, which made the man in black stare at her intently for a long time.

He replied to Yan Yun, "If you lose your life, how can you do those three things for me? You should leave now; it's getting dark outside, and my men will be here soon."

When Yan Yun heard that someone else was coming, he thought about how Yan Yun had agreed to his exchange terms.

"How can I find you?"

"My men will come looking for you."

Yan Yun was about to leave after receiving the answer. This time she was not interrupted. She opened the door and strode out, where she saw the horse pacing back and forth.

The difference in height between her and the horse was too great, so she avoided it and fled in panic.

Yan Yun returned to the Zheng residence.

Now, the Yan Mansion is no longer a place she can return to; ironically, this is the only place she can stay.

The young man guarding the door waited for her to return. He was only able to relax when he saw her, but the moment he did, he saw the bloodstains all over her body and her disheveled hair, which told him that something bad had happened to his young lady.

His mind was in turmoil. He immediately ran forward, but when he reached out his hand, he didn't know how to catch the other person. In the end, he let his hand fall.

Yan Yun knew that he couldn't explain himself, so he decided to remain silent.

She was relieved that the person in front of her was right there, and she fell straight to the ground.

He frantically reached out his hand again.

"Miss."