Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Huangnian closed his eyes, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling when he finally waited for this moment, but he was almost expressionless, his eyes were dark and scary.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the Guteng short knife was suspended in the air again, slowly flowing with the magnetic force.

All the elders stood up and bowed to Mo Huangnian, signaling to him that the high priest's ceremony was over and he could leave.

Mo Huangnian walked down the altar step by step, and walked to the side of the woman lying in a pool of blood.

He squatted down, put his hands around Qin Manman's legs and back and hugged her, lowered his head and kissed her cold face, and said in a low voice, "Manman, it's over, we can go home."

Mo Huangnian walked down the steps with Qin Manman in his arms, and the hidden guard stepped forward, feeling a little sad, "Mr. Mo, we are going to hold a funeral for my wife..."

Mo Huangnian's brows and eyes were calm but no sadness could be seen, he said lightly, "My wife is injured and has been bleeding, go to the hospital now."

The hidden guard was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Mo...what do you mean?"

Wife is obviously dead...

"You stay here to take care of the follow-up matters. I have explained what to do before I came," Mo Huangnian said and walked forward first, "A few people went to the hospital with me. They are quite afraid of pain."

The dark guard didn't know, so he thought he was talking about going to the hospital and mortuary, so he followed.

It was completely dark, and the night shrouded this ancient and mysterious land. The car was driving on the road, and according to Mo Huangnian's instructions, it almost rushed to the hospital.

Mo Huangnian carried Qin Manman into the emergency room, laid her flat on the stretcher, and looked up at the doctor on duty, "Help her bandage and stitches, she has a wound on her chest."

The doctor went over to examine Manman, and then regretfully said to him, "I'm sorry sir, this lady has... passed away, you can notify your family to arrange the funeral."

Mo Huangnian's handsome face didn't change at all, as if he was talking about something very ordinary, "I'm her family, I'm her husband, she's injured, I'll ask you to sew stitches for her."

The doctor was stunned, "But this young lady is already dead..."

"Is there any conflict between death and stitches?" Mo Huangnian looked at his watch, "Stitches, I don't want to say it for the fourth time, it's late, we have to go home for dinner."

"..."

The doctor was completely dumbfounded, but seeing a few tall and strong bodyguards guarding the door, it seemed that they were not someone to provoke, so he had to bite the bullet and give Qin Manman stitches.

Stitching the dead... for the first time.

After finally finishing the sewing tremblingly, the doctor was covered in cold sweat. Mo Huangnian asked some precautions, then picked up Qin Manman and walked out.

The hidden guard stood at the door, but he didn't understand what he was going to do, "Mr. Mo, the next step is to..."

Mo Huangnian said calmly, "Go home."

"Going home means..."

"Qinjiabao."

"The lady..."

"Come home with me, she's hurt and needs rest."

"..."

The dark guard looked at him suspiciously, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to do as he did.

The car drove back to Qinjiabao, Mo Huangnian carried Qin Manman upstairs and walked upstairs, the servant rushed out to greet him and said, "Prepare dinner, my wife and I will eat it together."

The servant didn't know what happened, so he quickly responded, "Oh, yes."

Mo Huangnian came to the bathroom of the bedroom, put Qin Manman down on the sink, wrapped her waist with one hand, and unbuttoned her velvet skirt with the other, "Manman, take a bath first, and I'll have dinner later. Help you wash, huh?"