I am the third prince of the dragon

The two avoided the enthusiastic crowd and hid on a bench under a big tree to rest.

Ao Luyi took a glass of beer: "Would you like a sip?"

There was a joking smile on his face: "As long as you are sure that you will fall down at the first few cups, it doesn't matter if you drink a little."

Arman hesitated to think of the wonderful taste of the wine he drank last night, and forgot the bad experience of being drunk.

He took the cup from Ao Luyi's hand, and took a sip cautiously.

Not as good as the wine, and a bit spicy.

Arman frowned and smacked his lips: "I like wine."

Ao Luyi smiled and said: "Because you are a little kid—oh, I think you can try vodka when you grow up."

The young fighting nation asked suspiciously: "What is that? Is it delicious?"

Ao Luyi snorted and laughed.

Out of the corner of Arman's eye, he suddenly saw Mrs. Ford, and she walked into a tavern beside the square.

She looked a little uncomfortable, with her hands on her head, and the expression on her face was a bit wrong.

Ao Luyi followed his gaze and saw her, startled: "What happened?"

Alman stood up immediately: "I think I should go and see."

"Let's go together."

The two immediately headed towards the tavern.

Everyone was out, even the tavernkeeper, and the lights were on in the shop, but no one was there.

When the two entered the door, they found Mrs. Ford lying on the floor, seemingly unconscious.

Alman rushed over in an instant.

Ao Luyi's face immediately became serious. He stepped over a few steps, squatted down to look, and found that Mrs. Ford's face was a little pale, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Madam?! Madam!"

He couldn't wake her up, so he turned his head and said decisively to Arman, "Go to Mr. Ford!"

Alman was startled for a moment, and immediately stood up and ran out.

He had just run out the door and almost bumped into Mr. Ford who was coming here.

"Oh? Arman, why are you here? Have you seen Maria? Little Ella fell asleep at the judge's house..."

Arman grabbed him: "Madam is inside!!"

Mr. Ford was almost staggered by him, and was amazed by Arman's strength and his anxiety: "What? What happened?"

He was pulled in by Alman, doubts faded from his face in an instant, and a deep fear appeared on his face.

He rushed to his wife: "NO!! Maria!!!"

Ao Luyi's hand was covering her forehead, a white light was fleeting, Mr. Ford didn't notice it, he withdrew his hand, and Mrs. Ford slowly opened her eyes.

Her dazed blue eyes caught sight of Mr. Ford's pale face before she realized she was lying on the ground.

"Oh... what's the matter?"

Mr. Ford, still in shock, hugged her tightly, and she could only look at Ao Luyi.

Ao Luyi was silent, and Mrs. Ford suspected that she saw the expression on his face for a moment, which was very heavy.

But the next moment this disturbing expression disappeared from his face, and Ao Luyi returned to normal: "You are unconscious, ma'am."

Mrs. Ford took a deep breath: "Oh my God, am I unconscious?"

Mr. Ford looked at her worriedly: "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

With the support of her husband, Mrs. Ford stood up again, feeling the dizziness from before.

"I just had a headache and felt like vomiting, so I want to come here and have a quiet rest..."

She looked at her husband and comforted him: "Maybe it's because of something spoiled, don't worry——where's little Amy? Why isn't she by your side?"

Ao Luyi stared at the two couples quietly, with imperceptible solemnity and sigh in his eyes.

Arman suddenly tugged at him behind him and lowered his voice: "...what's wrong?"

Ao Luyi paused, and wanted to say nothing, but looking at Arman's dark eyes, he could only shake his head wordlessly.

Arman immediately felt ominous.

Then the heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

Something extremely bad must have happened to Mrs. Ford.

He looked at the two with a sense of panic about this premonition, as if he could see the shadow that was about to form above their heads.

"...Little Amy is at Your Honor's, and Mrs. Esme is helping me with her. She is asleep with Meera."

Mr. Ford was still very disturbed and couldn't help but said, "I think we need to see a doctor, okay?"

Mrs. Ford hesitated slightly, but she still nodded: "Of course, but wait until tomorrow..."

It was late at night, and the party was about to end. Mr. Ford drove the carriage home, and the atmosphere in the carriage was exceptionally silent.

Mrs. Ford hugged the sleeping little Amy, humming a little tune softly.

Arman stared at her gentle face, feeling sad in his heart.

Ao Luyi reached out and silently patted the tightly clenched hand on his knee.

He gave Arman an invisible reassuring glance in the darkness.

As the night passed, Mr. Ford sent his valet to the town early in the morning to fetch the doctor.

"I'm sorry, Arman, that Mrs. Ford may not last until spring."

Under Arman's questioning, Ao Luyi could only tell the truth.

In fact, he already felt yesterday that Mrs. Ford's vitality was rapidly draining, and there was a fatal tumor on her head, which could kill her at any time.

If possible, Ao Luyi would save her, but unfortunately, there is nothing he can do about it.

This family may soon face a major blow, which makes Ao Luyi feel uncomfortable.

Arman stared at Ao Luyi's face quietly, and asked nah: "Can't even Louis do anything?"

Ao Luyi felt even worse, he closed his eyes and sighed: "I can't either, that's right."

Arman was stunned, he lowered his eyes, and Ao Luyi saw tears quickly accumulated in his eyes.

"Go see her, if you want."

Ao Luyi only felt that his heart was full of depression.

This is an inescapable tragedy. A beautiful and perfect family is in jeopardy because of a disease.

Fate is really ruthless, no matter in any world.

Arman walked out of the room.

Ao Luyi sat expressionlessly in the silence, looking out at the blue sky through the window.

Spring is coming.

Sure enough, the doctor's examination results were as bad as they expected.

With the doctor's regretful and sympathetic eyes, a burst of desperate crying broke out in the bedroom.

The grief-stricken man hugged his wife who was sitting on the bed, and his cries and tears fell on Mrs. Ford's shoulders.

The servants all sobbed and cried, and everyone seemed to feel that the dark cloud of pain was slowly covering the family, and the wind and rain were precarious.

Arman stood outside the bedroom door, a tear rolled down his eye socket.

Mrs. Ford's pale face was stained with tears.

The huge blow made her beauty and dignity disappear, her face was full of pain, and the breath of death was slowly occupying what little life she had left.

Mrs. Ford's eyes passed through the figure, and slowly fell on Arman outside the door.

Arman was stabbed by the despair in her eyes at this moment, his heart seemed to shrink into a ball, and he had no choice but to run away in a hurry.

The whole Ford family was hit by the bad news. The maids cried for their mistress, sympathized with the young little Amy who was about to lose her mother, and also sympathized with Mr. Ford who was about to lose his true love.

Ao Luyi walked to the master's bedroom, saw the cook hurried past him, sobbing, lowered her head and pulled up her apron to wipe away her tears.

He took a deep breath and walked to the door.

Arman was not here, and the atmosphere in the bedroom was so sad that the servants walked away one after another, leaving space for the master.

Mrs. Ford was lying on the bed, and her husband, with his back to the door, bowed his head and kissed her hand, unable to suppress his grief.

Hearing footsteps at the door, Mr. Ford turned his head and saw Ao Luyi.

His face was flushed purple, his hair was unkempt and drooping on his forehead, and his eyes were full of tears.

Ao Luyi stood at the corner of the bed and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Mr. Ford bowed his head, covered his eyes with his palms, and let out a whimpering sound that was close to suffocation.

"No...I don't believe—"

Mrs. Ford looked at her husband, turned her face away in pain, closed her eyes, and a line of tears fell into the pillow instantly.

"Why did God do this to us! God!"

Mr. Ford was so sad that he almost lost his mind: "My poor little Ella, what am I going to tell her? What am I going to tell her!"

"Benjamin—my dear, I beg you, please take good care of her, I will watch you in heaven..."

Mrs. Ford was weeping in grief, a suffocating red color suddenly appeared on her face, and a ho-ho sound came out of her throat——

"Maria!! Maria!! No! Where's the doctor?! Bring the doctor back!!"

Mr. Ford immediately picked up his wife, roaring like a wild animal.

Mrs. Ford's eyes were closed, she was unconscious—

Ao Luyi walked forward quickly, reciting the formula in a low voice, the air in the room suddenly started to flow strangely, his fingertips emitted a little golden light, and the temperature in the room even rose due to this.

The golden light flew out from his fingertips, like a shooting star, dragging its brilliant tail and sinking into Mrs. Ford's forehead.

There was a distinct hum in the room, and the next moment Mrs. Ford's eyes snapped open.

Her body stiffened instantly in Mr. Ford's arms, her back arched, her chest heaved, and with a long gasp, she woke up.

Mr. Ford looked at her in astonishment, she couldn't help panting, and looked at herself blankly, her face was even rosier than before.

The husband and wife were puzzled, and slowly looked at Ao Luyi with their eyes wide open.

Ao Luyi's fingers still had residual golden light shining, he raised his eyes to meet them, his pupils gradually dimmed from golden, and returned to jet black.

He put his hand down, and for a moment, no one in the room spoke.

Ao Luyi didn't think too much, he glanced at their stunned faces, and sighed silently.

He just made a decision.

Looking at Ms. Ford, Ao Luyi said softly, "Madam, do you have any wishes?"

Mr. Ford's hand suddenly began to tremble until Ao Luyi continued: "I can't make you better, but I can extend your life for up to three months."

His heart fell from the cloud to the ground in an instant, and he couldn't help but let out a sad inhalation sound.

Mr. Ford immediately held his wife's shoulders, and prayed: "Three months...Maria, at least you can stay for three more months—"

Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from Mrs. Ford's eyes. She stared deeply at her husband and said in a trembling tone, "I also hope that I can stay by your side longer...Benjamin, I love you...but Ella, my dear little Ella."

The mother couldn't hold back her tears just thinking about her daughter.

She looked at Ao Luyi with expectant eyes: "If you can do it, I hope this wish can be given to Ella—"

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