You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

The smell of blood in the delivery room made people dizzy.

The red liquid was brought out of the house and splashed onto the muddy ground in the yard. It quickly seeped in, leaving a dark red stain.

"Auntie! It'll be too late if you don't speak up! I can barely feel her pulse!"

Lin Daxiong rushed out, his hands covered in blood, veins bulging on his forehead. He grabbed the limp Madam Meng, his voice trembling with urgency.

To protect the child or to protect the child?

These words made Madam Meng extremely upset.

She was trembling all over, her lips were quivering, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Both are precious, how can I choose? Choosing either one would be wrong!

“I…” She opened her mouth, a sob escaping her throat.

Seeing her like this, Lin Daxiong steeled his heart and decided to take the decision himself.

He can have another child if he loses one, but if Ya Ya is gone, he won't be able to face Xing Zhi!

He had just turned around to go back inside to save his father when a cold hand gripped his wrist tightly.

The strength was terrifying; her fingernails dug into his flesh.

Lin Daxiong suddenly turned around.

The person on the bed, who was almost lifeless, opened their eyes at some point.

Her face was deathly pale, her lips were white, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Don't... hurt my child!"

The voice was soft and ethereal, yet it carried a chilling ruthlessness.

"If you dare to lay a finger on him, I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

Lin Daxiong was stunned by her appearance.

This is no longer the delicate young lady of the Meng family; she is clearly a fierce mother wolf protecting her cubs. Anyone who dares to touch her cubs will face her wrath!

He took a deep breath, looked at this reckless woman, and a surge of bloodlust rushed to his head.

"Fine! Since you want to gamble, I'll gamble with you this time!"

He shook off the midwife's attempts to pull him away, pulled out several of the thickest silver needles from his needle case, aimed at the acupoints, and without thinking, plunged them into Meng Siya's philtrum and Baihui point.

"what!"

The midwives who were helping screamed in fright. They had delivered babies their whole lives and had never seen such treatment, let alone such a reckless pregnant woman and doctor!

The intense pain mixed with the stinging sensation of needles brought Meng Siya's scattered mind back to a more clear state.

The figure in front of him swayed incessantly under the lamplight, and Lin Daxiong's anxious face slowly transformed into another face.

It should be done.

He was the man who held her in his arms and promised her a lifetime of monogamy.

"Let's do it..."

She felt as if she had returned to that snowy night, where he held her tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear again and again.

Is it true? Are all those words true?

She stared intently at Lin Daxiong, using all her strength to squeeze out a few words from her throat.

"Brother Da Xiong... tell me..."

Her voice was so shrill it was inhuman.

"That's fake, isn't it? He won't marry anyone else... He clearly promised me..."

Lin Daxiong's hand, which was administering acupuncture, suddenly trembled, and the needle tip almost missed its mark.

He dared not look Meng Siya in the eye.

In those eyes was the last glimmer of hope, the last straw to grasp.

How could he bear to pull away this last straw?

He said nothing, but gritted his teeth and silently lowered his head.

This deathly silence is more cruel than any words.

Meng Siya looked at his lowered head, and the light in his eyes gradually faded away.

In the end, only a cold, lifeless ashes remained.

It turns out, he wasn't even willing to lie to her again.

She suddenly laughed, a loud, guttural laugh that sent chills down your spine.

"what--!"

A long, mournful howl, so shrill it was inhuman, suddenly burst from her mouth, shaking the dust off the roof.

This sound wasn't from pain.

It's because of hatred! It's because of resentment!

"I can't die... I absolutely cannot die!"

She let out a beast-like growl from deep in her throat, her whole body arching as she strained.

"I want to live... I want to take my child to the capital! I want to stand before him and have him tell me himself why!"

This will to survive, fueled by hatred and resentment, caused her already exhausted body to unleash an astonishing power once again.

She felt something inside her body being violently pushed out by this force!

At that very moment, the first rays of dawn pierced through the window paper.

"Wow--!"

A loud, horn-like cry from a newborn baby suddenly shattered the deathly silence of the courtyard.

The cry was full of vigor, as if announcing his arrival to this cold world.

"It's born! It's born! It's a boy!"

The midwife exclaimed in delight.

Lin Daxiong hurriedly cut the umbilical cord, wrapped the blood-covered little guy in the soft cloth he had prepared, and tremblingly held him in front of Meng Siya.

"Hey girl, look, it's a son!"

Meng Siya mustered her last bit of strength and opened her heavy eyelids.

I only glanced at it, and tears streamed down my face.

Those furrowed brows, that high, straight nose, the contours of those eyes…

They are practically identical, like they were made from the same mold.

This was a gift from heaven, but also a curse she could never escape.

Her fingers gently touched the child's wrinkled little face, then fell limply to the ground.

In her final moments before falling into a complete coma, she spoke her last words, one by one, in a voice only Lin Daxiong could hear.

"Pack your things..."

"After the full moon..."

"To...the capital..."

……

Meanwhile, a thousand miles away in the capital, at the Eastern Palace.

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and red ribbons fluttered in the breeze.

The newly reinstated Crown Prince Ji Yongyan, dressed in a bright red auspicious robe with dragon patterns, raised his jade cup expressionlessly amidst the congratulations of the guests.

Just as he was about to drink it all down, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his chest.

The pain came without warning, sharp and fierce, like an invisible hand tearing a piece of flesh from his chest.

"Snapped!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Crown Prince accidentally dropped the jade cup in his hand, which shattered on the gold-brick floor.

The crimson wine splashed onto the dragon pattern on the hem of his wedding robe.

The clamor in the entire hall instantly fell silent.

Everyone stared at him in horror.

Ignoring the stares of those around him, Ji Yongyan clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, and abruptly turned his head to look towards the distant south.

There, something most important to him had been cruelly taken away from him.

An inexplicable sense of fear and panic gripped his heart.

"Your Highness, the auspicious time has arrived; it is time to welcome the Crown Princess."

The master of ceremonies beside him noticed his unusual expression and cautiously whispered a reminder.

Ji Yongyan seemed to have just woken up from a long dream.

He looked south, the panic in his eyes slowly fading, replaced by his usual indifference.

He muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear.

"Ya Ya...is that you?"

Then he closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was coldness.

He turned away, his voice devoid of any warmth.

"Walk."