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?
Suddenly I thought of Wanwan...and thought that she was the only hope for His Highness to continue to live.
She knew that His Highness would rather die than let the princess get hurt at all.
However, she would rather give up her own life than want His Highness to be harmed even a little bit.
She promised His Highness that she would never tell the Princess how to remove the blood curse, but now that she heard that His Highness was going to die in seven days, she no longer wanted to keep her promise.
It was because of the princess that His Highness became like this. Now that he was about to die, she wanted to be selfish for a while. Even if His Highness would hate her for the rest of her life, she was willing to do so.
As long as she could save his life, she could not think about anything or take it into consideration.
Xiaomei helped Sikong Yuecang up from the ground, took off his blood-stained robe, and put on clean clothes for him.
After packing everything, Xiaomei went to Yue Wanwan's bedroom.
"My Lady, please save Your Highness."
As soon as Xiaomei saw Yue Wanwan, she knelt on the ground. Yue Wanwan was stunned, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, "Xiaomei, what are you doing? Has something happened to Yue Cang?"
"My dear concubine, your highness's blood curse has struck prematurely. The imperial master said...the imperial master said that your highness only has seven days to live."
The teacup in Yue Wanwan's hand suddenly fell to the ground. With a "clang", the teacup was broken into several pieces.
Warm tea was poured on her dress and slowly flowed down her skirt.
The maid on the side quickly stepped forward to wipe the tea spilled on Yue Wanwan's skirt, but Yue Wanwan pushed her away.
"Let me go down here."
Yue Wanwan's voice seemed to be trembling a little, her hands were also trembling slightly, and her beautiful face was full of expressions of shock and pain.
"Xiaomei, how is Yue Cang doing now?"
"His Highness is still in a coma. Your Majesty, your concubine, and your servants came to you because they had no other choice. Please be sure to save His Highness."