Married and Obedient to the Husband

"It's not good, the tomb has collapsed." Hearing everyone's terrified cries, Yan Mo froze, as if he could no longer hear the loud buzzing sound, turning his head stiffly, he found that everyone was in the Running towards a collapsed place.

"A Rui." The blood on Yan Mo's face was gone, that direction was the place where he just came up, that was the prince's tomb, and Long Qirui was still inside.

Huge dust rose all over the sky, and the old emperor's shouts were a little hoarse.This mausoleum has a destructive mechanism, which only Long Qirui knows.

He actually wanted to bury himself underground forever, Ah Rui, you did a great job.Yanmo went crazy and followed the crowd to the collapsed place.

His originally white and clean fingers were digging desperately on the ground at this moment, removing stones one by one. As time passed, a large number of guards rushed towards this place.

Yan Mo's white and slender hands were bloody and bloody at the moment, under the chaotic boulders, he cut off his connection with Long Qirui, that insolent man, the man who would explode when he teased him, feels like a knife cuts his heart when he thinks about it .

With all his strength, Yanmo finally broke the heaviest stone with his hands. After doing all this, Yanmo was out of breath, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

A ray of light shone in from the dark tomb, and Yanmo stretched out his hand with difficulty and shouted in horror, "A Rui, A Rui, give me your hand quickly."

There was no movement inside, Yanmo anxiously stretched his hand into the dark cave and fumbled around in it, finally grabbed a slightly cold hand, Yanmo held it tightly and refused to let go.

"A Rui, Ah Rui, wake up, if you are willing to open your eyes, I will stay with you forever and never leave again." Maybe his words had an effect, and the originally weak hand suddenly clenched tightly. It held him very tightly, as if trying to pull his soul out.

"His Royal Highness is here, His Royal Highness is here." The guards finally found out the exact location of Long Qirui, and rushed forward to help Yan Mo remove the surrounding stones.

The old emperor commanded the crowd anxiously, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Rui'er, what's wrong with Rui'er?" Suddenly an anxious voice came from afar, the old emperor froze when he heard the voice, and turned his head stiffly, Ye Fan was jumping off his horse in a hurry.

I'm really afraid of what will come, Rui'er has something to worry about, and he is most afraid of being known by him.

Ye Fan came in a hurry, seeing the scene of the collapsed tomb, jumped off the horse, his legs were so weak that he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Long Yan supported him.

"Is Rui'er in there?" Ye Fan asked sadly.

Long Yan couldn't hide it from him any longer, so he nodded at him almost indistinctly.

Ye Fan's face turned ashen in an instant, he pushed the dragon's weir almost roughly, and rushed forward to use his hands to dig through the troubled times.

Seeing Ye Fan like this, Long Yan knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he took off his dragon robe and joined Ye Fan in the team to rescue the prince.

When Long Qirui was rescued from the ground, he was already in a coma, his body was covered with dust, his face was ugly and his palms were cold, but the hand holding Yanmo was firm, and he refused to let go even in a coma.

His head was bleeding, apparently from falling rocks that hit him.

It wasn't until Long Qirui was rescued that Yan Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to stand up, a sharp pain suddenly came from his lower abdomen. His whole body convulsed in pain, and his knees fell heavily on the ground.

At this moment, everyone's attention is focused on Long Qirui, so naturally no one will pay attention to him.

Long Qirui was anxiously sent to the carriage, and hurried back to the palace, the mausoleum collapsed and some guards were left behind to guard the place.

"What's wrong with you?" Suddenly a clear and gentle voice sounded from the top of his head. Yan Mo looked up and saw a beautiful and elegant man standing in front of him. Uncle, also Long Qirui's biological uncle.

Ye Fan paid attention to Yan Mo from the beginning, because among the rescuers, Yan Mo was desperate, his hands were bloody, his fingernails were lifted, and he still refused to stop.

Ye Fan also heard about Yan Mo and Long Qirui, looking at Yan Mo now, he felt a little pity in his heart.

"I'm fine." Yan Mo tried to stand up from the ground with strong support, but his legs were weak, and his lower abdomen hurt like a river.

A bloody smell was pungent, and Ye Fan's surprised eyes fell on Yan Mo's body.

"You are hurt?"

Saying so, Ye Fan took Yan Mo's pulse without saying a word. After a long time, Ye Fan's expression changed slightly, and his eyes fell on Yan Mo's lower abdomen complicatedly. "you……"

Before he uttered the word you, his complexion changed again, traces of deep red appeared from Yanmo's hem, gradually dyeing his entire lower body red.