"Ouch…" Nán Wǎnyān instinctively cried out in pain, blood streaming from her forehead. The man behind her let out a furious growl —,Nán Wǎnyān's memories intertwined with the pain, intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As her consciousness began to fade, she heard a man sneer and utter his final words: —,Seeing her spit blood, the servants became even more nervous. "Your Highness, what's wrong with you Quickly summon a doctor!"。