Beiting Huang said these words, and Yan Ye's heart was already shattered with pain, not to mention Beiting Huang himself. He could feel Beiting Huang's sorrow, distress, and even regret at that moment, but he was unable to comfort her.
"Yan Ye, you are so, so good to me. How could I not love you? I just never expected that for me, you would make a blood oath to love me. After my death, you endured the torture of the full moon reaction for ten thousand years." Beiting Huang sighed deeply, her lips slowly curving into a smile like a blooming flower, "It won't ever happen again. We'll live well, you must try hard, I'm waiting for you to come out, you must come out early!"