The Imperial Master looked at the pale Sikong Yuecang with a solemn expression. His lips had been bitten to pieces with bloody teeth, and bright red blood overflowed from his mouth.
The crescent-white robe was also stained with blood, and his hair was messy and scattered around his body. He had no trace of the princely demeanor of the past.
The Imperial Master took Sikong Yuecang's hand and felt his pulse, while Xiaomei looked at him nervously.
After a long time, I heard the Imperial Master sigh, and said with a somewhat unbearable expression, "Your Highness, I'm afraid I won't live for a few more days."
The Imperial Master's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue, and Xiaomei was so stunned that she couldn't recover for a long time.
What...Your Highness, he...how many days does he not have to live?
Although she had known for a long time that His Highness's days were numbered, but now that she heard what the Imperial Master said with her own ears, she felt that she simply could not accept it.
His Highness is still so young... He is only in his twenties... How can such an outstanding man... be about to die?
"National Master, please save His Highness, Xiaomei, please save His Highness."
After saying that, Xiaomei suddenly knelt down in front of him.
The Imperial Master looked at Xiaomei with a sad face and gently shook his head, "It's not easy for him to survive until now. If I can save His Highness, I am willing to even let me die, but...
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"National Master, is there nothing we can do?"
The Imperial Master sighed, "Does the Emperor know about this?"
Xiaomei cried and shook her head, "The Emperor doesn't know that His Highness has been cursed with blood."
"Then don't tell the emperor."
"National Preceptor, Your Highness... how long can he live?"
"Seven days..."
After the Imperial Master left, Xiaomei slumped on the ground, thinking about his words in her mind for a long time.
Seven days.
.Seven days..Can His Highness only live seven days?
Thinking that His Highness would leave this world forever in seven days, Xiaomei felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.
She covered her mouth to prevent her from crying, and her tears fell down on his face like broken beads.
She was reluctant to let His Highness die...she didn't want him to die...but...what should we do? What should we do?