After Dennis reported the matter, just as Nathaniel had expected, the officials from Santell Capital sent a helicopter to pick up Nathaniel and Mango.

Zion was too young, so Mango had entrusted him to the Priscilla. Mango couldn't see Priscilla, so she could only send a text message to her. I hope that Lebanon would cooperate with Priscilla to send Zion back to Ocean City.

Although Lebanon was the king of Angolla, he could not do anything to control the border between the two countries and he could only accept it.

Nathaniel and Mango were very calm. Considering Mango's physical condition and Nathaniel's contribution to the country, they agreed to Mango's request to follow Nathaniel for an inspection.

Priscilla had been waiting for news from Mango and Nathaniel to arrive, and for them to bring Tristan back. Not only was Tristan nowhere to be found, but both of them had also been sent back to the Santell Capital to be isolated and examined for special reasons. She couldn't understand and accept this, but Mango and Nathaniel had already left by the time she reached the central zone of the

Black Forest. Only Zion and Dennis were left.

Queena looked at Priscilla. Since Queena knew about Priscilla's identity, she told the latter everything she could know about and also about Tristan's death.

Priscilla almost fell over in shock.

She had hope when she learned that the broken leg was not Tristan's. However, she couldn't accept it when she was told that Tristan was dead.

She was in a trance and she almost fell down, but she was held tightly by a pair of small hands.

"Aunty, please don't faint. Mommy and daddy are gone. I'm scared."

Zion's voice was so soft that it sounded like he was crying and it instantly tugged at Priscilla's heart.

She probably wouldn't have a child in this life. She didn't have much hope in the first place. Now that Tristan was no longer around, she didn't even have a shred of hope to be a mother. However, women were born with maternal instinct, especially towards children who were as obedient and tolerant as Zion. She couldn't turn a blind eye to this.

Then, Priscilla hugged Zion and began to cry.

She had been holding back ever since Tristan's incident and she kept telling herself to be strong. She kept waiting for Tristan to return, but now that her hope had been shattered, she lost all of her faith and expectations. That feeling of losing everything made her devastated, but she had to be strong for Zion.

Mango and Nathaniel helped her a lot. Although she didn't know why they were brought back to the Capital, Zion was their child. She couldn't let Zion feel so worried by himself in a foreign country. After Priscilla finished crying, she looked at Dennis and Queena while she sobbed, "Tristan's body can't be found?"

Dennis shook his head and felt very sad.

Priscilla felt that there was no longer anything precious to her in Angolla. There was only pain and sadness here. Rather than staying here, she might as well return to Tristan's hometown and return to the Hans family. After all, that was her home.

However, she didn't know if she was still a member of the Hans family.

Priscilla carried Zion into her arms and whispered, "I want to bring Zion back to Ocean City."

"Although Tristan's remains are gone, we can set up something like a tomb for him. Are you sure you don't want to stay?"

Dennis begged as he looked at the Priscilla.

Priscilla sobbed and said, "This isn't his hometown. He was forced to grow up in a foreign land and he only returned to his own country when he grew up. He wanted to return to his own country, but he was never able to do so. Now that he has finally returned to his ancestral roots, he was gone even though his own father hasn't seen him. His life was very short, but I know that he wouldn't want to build his tomb here. After I return home, I will set up a burial mound for him in the ancestral land of the Han family. I will always pay my respects to him every year and this was Tristan's wish as well."

Priscilla no longer listened to Dennis and the others after she said that. After that, she directly carried Zion out of the Dark Forest.

Everyone said that the Dark Forest was turbulent and horrible, but Priscilla watched as those mutated animals quietly watch her leave. For a moment, she didn't know what to think. Lebanon was waiting for her outside.

When he saw that Priscilla had obviously lost a lot of weight, his eyes became a little moist.

"Priscilla."

"Lebanon, I want to go home."

Priscilla couldn't help but shed tears.

She thought she was strong enough, but she seemed to see Tristan the moment she saw Lebanon.

Excruciating pain enveloped her body and it became difficult for her to breathe.

Priscilla plunged into Lebanon's arms and fainted.

"Priscilla!"

Lebanon quickly hugged Priscilla and Zion in his arms.

Zion whispered, "Uncle, I can go myself. Just look after Auntie."

"It'll be hard on you."

Lebanon stroked Zion's head and put him down. Then, he picked up Priscilla, who was unconscious, and quickly returned to the palace.

There was a commotion throughout Angolla.

Lebanon invited a lot of doctors to treat Priscilla, but they were all rejected by her.

She felt cold all over as she looked at the familiar atmosphere in the palace.

This ice-cold palace had imprisoned her for so many years, and now she was back. She had never felt that her life was so difficult in the past, but she felt as if an eternity had passed with every second. Her eyes became lifeless after she lost the love of

her life.

Zion had been quietly waiting at the side. When Priscilla woke up, he gave her a cup of boiled water. When it was time to eat, he ordered the servants to prepare the food. Although Priscilla didn't have an appetite, she still forced herself to eat when she saw Zion staring at her pitiful appearance, However, she would throw up in the bathroom every time she finished eating.

It was not that she didn't want to eat it, but she really couldn't. The food seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Priscilla knew that she might be sick. There was no cure for her heartbreak, and the only person who could heal her pain was no longer in this world.

Zion was very worried and followed Priscilla closely.

She forced herself to be strong when she saw how adorable he was,.

Nathaniel and Mango had no idea when they would return. How could they make their son worry about her so much?

"Zion, I'm fine. Don't worry. After two days, let's go back to Ocean City when I get better, okay?"

"Alright."

Zion answered obediently.

Priscilla had a fever.

She woke up in a daze and cried as if she had seen Tristan. She saw him stand in front of her with blood all over his body and it seemed as if he wanted to tell her something, but he could not say a word. There was love and heartache in his eyes.

Priscilla kept crying and yelling, but Tristan vanished suddenly without a trace.

"Why did you abandon me? Why didn't you wait for me? Tristan, you liar! Didn't you say you wanted to take me out to travel the world? Didn't you say that we haven't gone on a honeymoon? Come back to me!"

Priscilla was crying her heart out.

Lebanon had asked the doctor to stay by her side all the time, but she was not in a good state.

Zion felt a little uncomfortable. He left the crowd and walked out, as he planned to make a call or take a look at the country's situation on the internet. However, he saw a figure flash past. It was obvious that it wasn't someone from the palace.

He frowned slightly, but he somewhat understood that Priscilla might have been watched by someone.

Who would keep an eye on Priscilla?

Lebanon was already the King of Angolla. Besides, Priscilla's position would not have much of an effect on him. There was no need for him to monitor her at all, so who could it be?

Zion didn't understand the situation at all, but he knew that he couldn't do anything now.

He stood outside alone as the cold wind blew around him before he returned to the room.

Just as everyone was busy helping Priscilla, a common citizen of Angolla began to set up a funeral.

It was rumoured that the person who died was the family's only child. He was only about twenty years old, but he died in an accident. His parents invited a few children to help with the funeral process before setting the corpse on fire.

The deceased had many relatives and there were many guests in the village. It was very lively.

While the bodies were in the morgue, Bettany's face was almost crumpled.

She was ordered by Nathaniel to take Tristan and prepare the medicinal materials for replenishing his blood. However, she did not expect that Tristan's life would be hanging by a thread.

The blood in his body had almost been depleted.

Bettany really couldn't imagine what he had gone through and why he would end up like this.

However, it wasn't her place to ask these questions.

She used a medicinal herb to sustain Tristan's life force and forced him to drink the medicine to replenish his blood. However, Tristan's immunity was reduced because of excessive blood loss and he began to have a fever.

Bettany used all her skills, but Tristan still had a high fever.

She couldn't go out, nor did she dare to go out at this time, for fear of revealing the fact that Tristan was still alive. Nathaniel gave her orders to keep Tristan's life a secret.

She originally planned to take Tristan out during the deceased's funeral in three days time, but Tristan's life was now hanging by a thread. Moreover, his blood was special and he could not have a blood transfusion. This was simply too difficult.

Bettany was so anxious that she almost fainted.

"Mr. Acker, if you can hear my words, can you please hold on? Now you have a high fever, and even the panacea can't replenish your blood quick enough. Although I don't know what you have experienced, the chief told me to save you. My nickname is Varna Hades, so please don't ruin my reputation, okay?"

Bettany didn't know how much Tristan could hear. She could only pour the medicine into Tristan's body repeatedly as if her resources were unlimited. Tristan's fever didn't subside, but his body absorbed a lot o medicine and he didn't sweat much either. This was supposed to be a good symptom. However, there was no response at all when the medicine was injected into Tristan's body.

What the hell was going on here?

There weren't any scientific instruments here, so it was impossible to make any judgments on Tristan. At present, it was only possible to judge that his body was lacking water. However, it was;t appropriate to give him plain water. Bettany could only try her best to inject him with fluids filled with nutrients and herbs to help him replenish his blood. She directly inserted the herbs to increase Tristan's life force into his

body.

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