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At this moment, Yan Yunshu's tense heartstrings stretched out in all directions.

She felt Xu Jinghuai's forbearing, trembling, blood-soaked embrace, looked at Xu Jinghuai's cold face pressed against her cheek, watched the blood pouring down in front of her eyes, and her throat felt like it was being strangled to death.

I couldn't move or breathe.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Yan Yunshu turned her head and tried to look at Xu Jinghuai who was still hugging her tightly.

The only response she got was Xu Jinghuai's faint breathing and the bloody hand hanging down.

A familiar feeling of despair and panic welled up in her heart.

"Xu Jinghuai!"

"Xu Jinghuai!!!"

She hurriedly got up, stroked Xu Jinghuai's pale and cold face, and desperately covered the wound on his chest that was bleeding.

"Don't die."

"Don't die..."

"Someone come quickly! Someone come quickly!!!"

Yan Yunshu's shrill voice echoed in the dense forest. The sounds of horse hooves and human voices around her became more and more frequent.

A group of familiar people gathered around her.

The leader was Yingfeng.

He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"This... Your Majesty..."

"Shadow Wind."

The heavy rain was still falling and the lightning was still flashing. Yan Yunshu hugged Xu Jinghuai tightly in her arms, feeling his breath gradually disappearing. She looked at the sky with rolling dark clouds in despair. In her eyes, which were so clear that they seemed to be not only seen in this world, tears mixed with raindrops fell like threads.

Her face was filled with a dead silence, as if she was almost numb from the pain.

"Yingfeng, save His Majesty, quickly..."

At this moment, the crowd finally saw clearly what had happened to their new emperor, and the scene suddenly became more chaotic and urgent.

The stretcher arrived, a makeshift tent was set up to protect the patient from the rain, and the imperial physician also arrived.

They took Xu Jinghuai away from Yan Yunshu's arms and brought him into the tent.

People come and go.

Yan Yunshu stood outside the tent, and Wei Ruopu, who arrived later, put a rain cloak on her.

Look at her.

"Don't worry too much, young lady. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, blessed by heaven and earth. He will surely turn danger into safety and be safe and sound."

Yan Yunshu's pale lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

But I couldn't say anything.

What does she want to say?

Although he is the Son of Heaven, how can he be protected by heaven and earth? When has heaven and earth ever protected Xu Jinghuai?

It was for her that Xu Jinghuai died twice in front of her.

Both times were for her, but this time...

Xu Jinghuai...

Yan Yunshu looked into the tent. The guards brought out basin after basin of blood, Xu Jinghuai's pale profile, and the serious and helpless look that Doctor Lin occasionally glanced at her.

That was a look Yan Yunshu was very familiar with, a look that only appeared when there was no hope.

The bone-chilling coldness instantly came over her like an overwhelming force.

Her mind went blank.

"Damn it, it's me. It's always been me."

As she spoke, she turned around, not daring to look again, but did not leave.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. Yan Yunshu clenched her hands tightly, and her bloody hands continued to bleed.

"The girl is injured!"

Wei Ruopu hurried forward to check her injuries, but Yan Yunshu dodged him.

"Nothing."

After saying that, Yan Yunshu put her hands into her sleeves.

I sneezed a few more times involuntarily.

It was almost dusk and the sky was getting darker. Her wet clothes stuck to Yan Yunshu's body, and her lips were trembling from the cold.

"Miss, why don't you go back home with Ruo Pu first? If you don't change your clothes, you will get seriously ill."

"A serious illness..." Yan Yunshu gave a bitter laugh, her smile sad, "So what if it's a serious illness? I was the one who was supposed to die."

"Can……"

Wei Ruopu wanted to persuade them, but he saw that the guards coming and going in the pouring rain looked more and more panicked.

Doctor Lin took time out of his busy schedule to come to the door of the tent in person, his face full of anxiety and panic.

"Please come in, young lady."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yunshu rushed into the tent like an arrow.

Leaning in front of Xu Jinghuai.

Before Doctor Lin could say anything, she eagerly reached out and touched under Xu Jinghuai's nose.

Only when I sensed a faint breath did I feel relieved.

"gentlemen……"

Yan Yunshu choked as soon as she opened her mouth to speak.

Doctor Lin sighed, "Your Majesty's injuries are too severe and he has lost too much blood. All the necessary medicines have been used. The rest depends on God's will."

"God's will? What do you mean, sir?"

Yan Yunshu's hand paused in the air, about to touch Xu Jinghuai's hot cheek, and she looked at Doctor Lin with helplessness and expectation.

The tent was dyed with silver charcoal, and the suitable temperature made Yan Yunshu's body begin to emit a hazy water vapor.

Doctor Lin no longer dared to look at Yan Yunshu.

He knew that Yan Yunshu was extremely intelligent. Even though he had not directly explained the emperor's injury, she could guess the meaning of his words.

Your Majesty has injured your heart meridian and will not live long.

It is the miracle that happened several years ago, when someone woke up after being in a coma for seven days and seven nights.

He will not live long.

But how could Yan Yunshu know such a cruel fact?

In her belly...

Thinking of this, Imperial Physician Lin finally realized that all along the way, his mind was completely focused on His Majesty, and he had forgotten about Yan Yunshu who was pregnant with the prince!

After such a shock, the drugging, and being caught in such a long downpour, perhaps...

He looked at the blood still oozing from Yan Yunshu's cuffs.

"The girl is injured!"

Yan Yunshu didn't respond, but bit her lip desperately and asked, "Tell me, how much time does Your Majesty have left?"

Doctor Lin was stunned. He glanced at Xu Jinghuai, knowing that he couldn't hide anything from Yan Yunshu, so he could only reply, "Miss, if His Majesty can withstand this injury, he can only live, can only live..."

"How long do you live?"

"More than three months."

These four words were like a thunderbolt, leaving Yan Yunshu stunned.

More than three months later, it was the day when Xu Jinghuai and Tiandao said that he would use the remaining life to exchange for her rebirth.

Xu Jinghuai also died twice, on the same day.

She suddenly realized something, and Xu Jinghuai's resolute face appeared again and again in her mind, as well as his bleeding, tearful, and smiling face, repeating what he said without hesitation and willingly.

I would like to exchange my life for your rebirth.

Carefree, reborn with joy...

He was afraid that the Heavenly Dao could not hear him, could not understand him, and could not fulfill his wish.

Xu Jinghuai...

Why is this so?

Why...Xu Jinghuai...

Xu Jinghuai!

Extremely sad and painful, Yan Yunshu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fresh blood fell onto her wet crescent-white clothes, and together with the rising mist, it created circles of strange red glow.

They floated between the two of them.

Draw circles one after another, from the starting point to the end point.

It seemed to be telling her that everything must return to its origin.