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

Ji Yongyan stood up, his knee hitting the table and rattling the wine glasses.

"What happened to her? Did something happen to her?"

His hands and voice were trembling; all composure and calculation were gone, leaving only fear.

Seeing him like this, Lin Daxiong felt both depressed and pained.

He remembered Meng Siya's cold face; she had said she wanted to make him suffer even more.

“Do it.”

Lin Daxiong called him by his old name, "Sit down first."

Ji Yongyan didn't move, his eyes were bloodshot, and he kept staring at him.

Lin Daxiong took a breath and lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him.

"I've found the village where she lives."

Hearing this, Ji Yongyan felt a glimmer of hope amidst his despair.

Found it, that's all that matters.

"Where is she? Where is she now? Take me to her, I'll go right now!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Lin Daxiong's arm again.

“Daxiong, I know she’s still angry. Can you help me persuade her? Just give me another year, no, half a year, until I eliminate the Shangguan family’s influence and secure my position, then I’ll bring Ya Ya into the palace. Even if she starts as a concubine, I can protect her and give her the best treatment besides the Empress.”

He was eager to make the promise, thinking it was the only way.

"Tell me quickly, how is she? What about the baby? Judging by the dates, she should have given birth by now, right? Is it a boy or a girl?"

He asked quickly and urgently, full of anticipation.

"Liangdi?"

Lin Daxiong sneered upon hearing those two words.

He forcefully shook off Ji Yongyan's hand, causing the other man to stumble.

Lin Daxiong raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with sarcasm, and looked coldly at Ji Yongyan in front of him.

"Protect her? Bestow honors upon her?"

"Ji Yongyan, do you still think she cares about these things of yours?"

"Do you still think that Meng Siya would be willing to be a concubine to another woman's husband?"

Lin Daxiong practically roared out the last few words.

Ji Yongyan was stunned by his shout, and the expectation on his face froze.

He didn't understand why she reacted this way, even though he had done everything he could, become the crown prince, and had the power to protect her.

"Then what does she want?" Ji Yongyan shouted back, also losing control. "Given my current situation, what else can I do besides this?"

Lin Daxiong looked at him and suddenly stopped being angry; he just found it laughable.

He straightened up, looked at Ji Yongyan, gritted his teeth, and began to carry out Meng Siya's revenge.

"You don't need to pick her up anymore, you won't be able to."

"What do you mean?"

Ji Yongyan's wine glass froze in mid-air, his face deathly pale, a tremendous panic gripping his heart.

He watched as Lin Daxiong's mouth opened and closed, uttering the word he feared.

"died."

Lin Daxiong's voice was flat and his words were cruel, causing Ji Yongyan excruciating pain in his heart.

Ji Yongyan's mind went blank. Dead? What died? Who died?

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out; he just stared blankly at Lin Daxiong.

"What did you say? Say it again."

"I said, Meng Siya is dead."

Lin Daxiong repeated it, each word clear, giving him no chance to deceive himself.

"impossible!"

Ji Yongyan lunged forward, gripping Lin Daxiong's shoulders tightly with both hands. "You're lying! You're deceiving me! How could she be dead? She promised me she would live and wait for me to come back! How could she be dead!"

"I'm lying to you?"

Lin Daxiong let him pinch him, his face filled with numb sorrow. "I also wish I was lying to you."

Looking at the man who had collapsed, he felt no pleasure, only sorrow. Ya Ya, did you see that? This is how he is. You gave him the heaviest blow with your death.

"When? How could this be?"

Ji Yongyan's voice trembled. He let go of his hand, staggered backward, and bumped into the chair.

Lin Daxiong said those words. He had rehearsed those words in his mind countless times along the way, but when he actually said them, his throat still hurt.

"On the night of your wedding."

Ji Yongyan's body stiffened.

"That is, when you and the daughter of the Shangguan family drink the nuptial wine in the East Palace and enjoy your wedding night."

Lin Daxiong's words completely shattered Ji Yongyan's hopes.

He remembered the excruciating pain in his chest that night.

He clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, gasping for breath.

It wasn't a hallucination; Ya Ya was asking him for help, she was saying goodbye!

"She had a difficult childbirth."

Lin Daxiong's voice was devoid of emotion as he continued speaking.

"Major bleeding, hemorrhage."

"When I found her, she was on the verge of death. The midwife asked me whether to save the mother or the child. With her last breath, she said she wanted to save the child."

Ji Yongyan knelt down, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Where is my child? Where is my child?"

His voice was hoarse.

"It couldn't be saved."

Lin Daxiong closed his eyes, unable to bear looking at him any longer, "Two lives lost, one unborn."

"She kept calling your name until she died."

"She asked me if my promise to her of being with her for life was all a lie."

She asked me why I wouldn't lie to her one more time.

Lin Daxiong returned to Ji Yongyan everything Meng Siya had said in the delivery room.

Ji Yongyan could no longer hold on and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered red on the ground in front of him.

He couldn't hear anything anymore; the words "two lives lost" kept echoing in his mind.

Ya Ya, his Ya Ya, and their child who never got to see him, were all gone. On the very night he was riding high, he lost them all with his own hands.

Seeing him vomiting blood and kneeling on the ground, Lin Daxiong turned around and took out a cloth bag from his pocket.

He walked over, squatted down, and placed the cloth bag next to Ji Yongyan.

“I found this in the courtyard where she lived.”

“Her mother suffered a shock and went insane. She started hitting people in sight, so I couldn’t bring her back.”

“I buried her and the child on the hillside behind the village and erected a blank wooden tombstone.”

"This is the only thing she left behind."

After saying that, Lin Daxiong stood up, not even glancing at him again, turned around and opened the door to the private room. "Xingzhi, you'd better watch yourself."

The door opened and then closed, leaving Ji Yongyan alone in the room.

He turned his head stiffly and looked at the cloth bag on the ground.

His hands were shaking so badly he could barely hold it up.

He used all his strength to open the cloth bag.

Inside was a neatly folded old undergarment, which he had sent to her. The bamboo leaf embroidery on the garment had faded from washing.

Beside the bamboo leaves was a patch of dried, dark red bloodstains, with a charred hole at the edge of the bloodstains.

Ji Yongyan reached out, his fingertips touching the charred area. [He was good.]

He seems to have seen it.

I saw her wearing this blood-stained dress, struggling on the cold delivery bed.

I saw her holding this dress in front of the candlelight, her face filled with despair and resentment.

"what--!"

A suppressed, inhuman roar finally erupted from the depths of his throat.

He clutched the blood-stained clothes tightly, as if clutching his own heart that had been ripped out, curled up on the ground, in so much pain he was almost fainting.

Yaya......

sorry……

I was wrong...

Come back...

Come back...

But no one responded to him anymore.

He personally pushed away the girl who had his heart and soul completely for him, forever.