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Chapter 711: Mayfair, who are you?
Her heavy eyelids could no longer support her. She closed her eyes weakly, and in a daze, she heard a loud baby crying clearly passing by her ears.
The cry was like the sound of nature. She had never heard a sound that sounded as beautiful to her as it did at this moment.
The corner of her mouth weakly raised a smile of relief and happiness, and she lowered her hands.
Yunxuan, our child... was born.
The next second, I heard the midwife's panicked voice again, "The girl is bleeding heavily, hurry...call the doctor...hurry..."
The next thing she did was no longer conscious.
The extra six months that allowed her to give birth to her child healthily was God's greatest gift to her.
What more could she ask for?
She just hopes that her child can grow up happily and she will have nothing to worry about.
The Eighth Prince's Mansion——
"Faile... Faile!!!"
A heart-wrenching cry rang out from Qianye Yunxuan's mouth. Qianye Yunxuan suddenly sat up from the bed, his forehead covered with cold sweat.
In her sleep, the girl covered in blood looked at him helplessly and wanted to move closer to her, but someone seemed to be holding her tightly behind her, preventing her from moving even half a step.
"Fei'er..."
He whispered the name softly in his mouth, his breathing was so rapid that it was difficult to calm down, and his heart felt as if it was about to jump out of his heart at any time.
He didn't know what the girl named Fei'er was going through, but his heart felt as if it had been torn apart ruthlessly by thousands of ferocious beasts.
Mayfair......maybe......
He got off the bed and kept repeating the name in his mind. It was strange but familiar, and it also felt a severe and personal heartache.
Just like that day, when he looked at the red leaves all over the sky, the name that suddenly popped into his mind was her - Mayfair.
But...who is Mayfair? Where did she go?
Why couldn't he remember her? He didn't even have the slightest impression of what she looked like.
Suddenly, I saw him quickly put on a coat, opened the door, got on his horse, and rushed out of the palace.
No one knew where the prince was, and no one dared to ask.
Where does the prince go, why should he explain to others.
At the foot of the Nanshan Mountain, it was already entering autumn and it was a bit cool.
On the gradually turning yellow grass, the tall figure dressed in light blue stood with his back to the setting sun, his hands behind his back. His seemingly calm handsome face was full of waves.
Vaguely, he remembered being here, accompanying a girl, sitting facing the mountain, looking at the red leaves in front of him that had not turned red at this time, admiring them.
Looking at the red leaves in front of him, Qianye Yunxuan's heart began to ache again.
Why do you go out wearing so little? What should you do if you catch a cold?
Don't be afraid, I won't be cold if you hold me.
It was that familiar yet unfamiliar conversation again, and every time, his heart was ruthlessly torn apart.
"Fei'er...who are you? This king...why did I forget you?"
He looked at the withered yellow grass, and his eyes became moist unknowingly.
Seventh Prince's Mansion——
"Uncle Ying..."
Mu Yifei, who had just finished confinement, sat on the bed with a pitiful look on her face, frowning as the old man in front of her stood in front of her with a bowl of dark "nutritional meal".