Azhao's eyes lit up suddenly, and his eyes were red with joy: "Really? Master hasn't eaten for a long time. If you can eat, would you eat more today?"

Azhao's words were deeply pleading,

The woman nodded: "Okay, today I think I have a good appetite. I'll do it myself. You go and do it first. Are you still cooking in the kitchen?"

Azhao was so happy that he was almost indescribable: "Then... I'll go to the kitchen first, Master must drink more..."

"Um……"

As soon as Azhao left, the woman looked painful and put down the bowl. She lay on the edge of the pond and covered her chest and vomited out all the food she had just swallowed. As she vomited, it turned into blood. The red liquid slowly dizzled in the clear water.

She hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood stains on the corners of her lips, and then stuffed the blood-stained handkerchief into her sleeve.

Seeing that she was very weak, Zhuge Canglan walked over and helped her up: "Don't you... he knows?"

The "he" she mentioned refers to the boy named Azhao.

Zhuge Canglan did not leave. She was observing this woman. She felt that the key to getting out of this layer was afraid of this woman.

The woman made a faint voice: "Thank you, he knows that I am in poor health... I just don't know that it has reached the point where the oil is exhausted, and he is still just a child and cannot bear too much blow."

"But... you keep hiding this way. When he finally finds out, will it be even more severe?"

"I... will find a suitable time to tell him." She raised her head and asked, "Are you a ghost messenger? Are you here to seduce my soul?"

Zhuge Canglan was stunned for a while and burst out laughing...

"No... You also said that I am a human, how could it be fascinating? If you touch me, you have body temperature."

Zhuge Canglan stretched out his hand, and the woman hesitated for a moment and touched it...

The temperature of the tentacles was a little cool, but it was definitely not that cold. The woman asked in surprise: "Why, only I can see you, but Azhao can't."

Zhuge Canglan shrugged: "I don't know, I want to understand this problem, maybe... we are destined to be."

The woman smiled bitterly: "Maybe...it's really fate!"

She stopped talking and picked up the half-cold porridge as if drinking poison, pouring it into the air spoonful by spoonful.

Every time I drink it, blood will choke and bleed from my nose and mouth...

But she swallowed all the porridge with blood. Zhuge Canglan couldn't bear it and held her hand.

"If you can't eat, don't eat..."

The woman wiped off the blood from her nose with her hands and smiled: "I don't know how many more I can eat what Azhao made. While I am still alive, I can eat more, just eat some..."

"But you... this will make yourself worse... stop eating." Zhuge Canglan picked up the porridge and poured it all into the pool.

Suddenly, Zhuge Canglan heard something strange not far away. She immediately looked over and saw the boy named Azhao hiding in the dark corner of the wall, biting his arms tightly, and his eyes were filled with tears...

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Chapter completed!