The princess only wants to survive, and the cold-faced king of hell begs for mercy

Just then, Zhao Qiyan gently pushed open the door and walked in.

Yun Shang smiled happily upon hearing the sound, and quickly raised her head, staring intently at Zhao Qiyan's handsome face.

Zhao Qiyan's thick black eyebrows were like sharp swords slanting into his temples, and his pair of bright and deep eyes were like stars dotted in the night sky, shining brightly.

Facing Yun Shang's fiery gaze, Zhao Qiyan couldn't help but feel a little confused, so he asked, "Why are you looking at me like that, Shang'er?"

Hearing this, Yun Shang's cheeks flushed slightly, and she replied shyly, "Your Highness, you are so handsome with your sharp eyebrows and bright eyes! I can't help but think that our child will grow up to be as handsome as your Highness. Maybe he will even be a handsome man who will charm thousands of women in the future!"

After saying that, Yun Shang once again turned her gaze to Zhao Qiyan, her eyes full of love and longing.

When Zhao Qiyan heard this, he was slightly stunned. The words that were on the tip of his tongue seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't utter them.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the whole room fell into dead silence.

After a long time, Zhao Qiyan finally lowered his head slowly, his eyes falling on Yun Shang's still flat belly.

His eyes became extremely complicated, showing both anticipation for the coming of a new life and deep worry and helplessness.

Finally, he said in a very gentle voice: "I hope this child can be more like Shang'er..."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Qiyan seemed not to dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly said: "I have to go to the study to discuss things. Shang'er is not feeling well, so take good care of herself for now."

After saying that, he turned around and staggered out of the bedroom, looking as if he was running away in a panic.

In the study, Liang Wenxin had already placed the prescribed abortion medicine on the table, and the paper next to it detailed the method of decocting the medicine and taking it.

Liang Wenxin held the brush and just finished writing the last stroke when he looked up at Zhao Qiyan and asked, "Your Highness, have you mentioned this to the Princess? Is everything ready?"

"If you're ready, then I'll prepare it myself. Abortion pills aren't completely safe. Even though the pregnancy is still young, the pain after taking them is no less than during childbirth."

"Also, there's a chance that the abortion might not be complete with medication. But don't worry, Your Highness. I'll be watching closely and I'll take care of your health."

Zhao Qiyan listened quietly, feeling a surge of pity and compassion in his heart.

Such a cruel experience was actually several times more severe than the punishments previously imposed by the Forbidden Wearing Division! Thinking of this, he really couldn't bear to let Yun Shang endure such torture.

However, the reality is cruelly laid before us, and this child cannot be kept no matter what.

Zhao Qiyan fell into deep entanglement. He hesitated and after a while, he pinched his palms hard with his nails, as if only in this way could he slightly relieve the torment and struggle in his heart.

In the end, he shook his head helplessly, staring blankly at the medicine bag on the table. He seemed to have lost his soul and fell into deep thought.

The silence lasted for a long time. Finally, Zhao Qiyan opened his mouth with difficulty and said slowly, "Thank you, Doctor Liang, for staying in the palace for the next few days and taking good care of the princess."

After saying this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He took a deep breath and continued, "Regarding the abortion, let's put it on hold for now... Her body hasn't recovered yet, and I'm afraid she can't bear such great pain."

Zhao Qiyan paused for a moment, then added, "Let's wait a few more days. This matter isn't urgent right now."

Liang Wenxin naturally understood Zhao Qiyan's concerns. He nodded, expressing his understanding, and said, "Okay, Your Highness, don't worry. I will take my leave now and go back to pack my bags and move into the palace. A few days of delay would be a good idea, but I hope Your Highness can make a decision soon. After all, the longer we delay, the larger the fetus will grow, and the greater the risk of miscarriage."

Zhao Qiyan nodded silently, then waved his hand weakly, indicating Liang Wenxin to leave first.

After Liang Wenxin turned and left, he seemed to have lost all his strength. He staggered to the armchair and sat down heavily.

At this moment, he looked extremely weak, and even his straight back was slightly bent.

His eyes had lost their former luster; they were empty and lifeless, staring straight ahead. The expression on his face was frozen in an indescribable sadness and helplessness.

After a long while, he slowly raised his hand and reached for the piece of paper on the table that contained instructions for decoction and consumption. His fingers trembled as he picked it up, his eyes fixed on the words, as if they held some profound secret.

He stared at the piece of paper motionlessly for a long time, so long that time seemed to have stopped.

Finally, as if he had made a difficult decision, he swung his arm and threw the paper in his hand into the burning brazier next to him.

There was a "sizzling" sound, and the paper was instantly engulfed by flames and soon turned into a pile of ashes.

When he thought of the child in Yun Shang's belly, his heart felt like it was being grabbed by an invisible big hand, causing unbearable pain.

If Yun Shang didn't want this child, he might just feel sad and angry.

However, now, when he learned that Yun Shang was looking forward to the birth of this child with great joy, the pain in his heart became even deeper.

Because only he himself knew that this child was destined not to come into this world.

This matter must never be known to anyone else. If even the slightest bit of information leaks out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So even though his heart was already broken, he still had to cheer up, force a smile, and pretend nothing had happened to go see his princess. At the same time, he had to face the innocent life that was about to be executed by his own order.

At this moment, in this huge palace, the happiest person must be Qinghuan.

She was filled with joy and was busy taking care of the pregnant Yunshang, with a bright smile always on her face.

Qinghuan's face was filled with unconcealable joy. She was busy shuttling between the shops like a happy little bird, carefully searching for fabrics with soft texture and comfortable touch. Whenever she found the fabric she liked, she would happily take it home.