Gu Yuena forcibly suppressed the agony churning inside her.
She slowly gathered what little strength she had left.
She barely managed to mend the injuries that most impeded her movement.
Then, under the cold, greedy, wary gazes of everyone present,
she staggered forward, using every last bit of strength she had, until she stood before Ye Wanqing.
Without a second thought, she reached out with a trembling hand.
She clung tightly to Su Ling.
She was willing to burn her soul to pass her life force on to him.
Even though Ye Wanqing's attempts to push her away only made her broken body hurt more,
she refused to let go.
"Please... let me save him..."
Gu Yuena's voice was hoarse and broken.
Tears mingled with blood and streamed down her face.
"I don't need your fake concern!"
Ye Wanqing's pent-up fury and grief erupted all at once.
She stared at the culprit who had grievously wounded her son and now looked so pitiful.
She could no longer hold back her bone-deep hatred!
"Smack!"
A sharp, vicious slap struck Gu Yuena's already injured, swollen cheek.
Ye Wanqing held nothing back.
Her blow carried all the fury and heartache of a mother.
Gu Yuena's head snapped to the side.
Her petite body swayed, nearly toppling over.
A vivid red handprint appeared on her cheek.
A searing pain spread across it.
"What did my son ever do to you?!"
"Why did you have to be so cruel... to the point of trying to kill him?!"
Ye Wanqing roared hoarsely, tears pouring from her eyes like a burst dam.
She looked at the hideous, bloody hole in her son's chest.
Even with Ye Qingxian's Green Light enveloping it, the wound still wouldn't heal.
Her heart felt as if it were being sliced apart, and