Ximen Longying groaned in pain: "Aofeng... don't leave."
"Mr. Leng is here, second lady, don't be afraid." Aunt Qu quickly pushed "Leng Aofeng".
Ximen Longying's hands curled up hard in the air, as if she wanted to grab something.
"Leng Aofeng" handed her his hand helplessly.
Ximen Longying pulled hard. Although she was in pain, she didn't know where the strength came from, desperately trying to drag "Leng Aofeng" closer to her.
"Leng Aofeng" naturally climbed onto the bed with half his body and tried to get as close to her as possible.
"Second Miss, please don't move around." Aunt Qu was very anxious and looked at Jing Jiaren who was standing stupidly, "Towel!"
Jing Jiaren hurriedly took the towel and a servant took it away.
The pain of pregnancy comes and goes...
At this moment, Ximen Longying may have taken a breath, holding "Leng Aofeng"'s hand and muttering something.
"Leng Aofeng" nodded and whispered: "I will not leave you."
Jing Jiaren saw the voice changer hanging from his ear.
Although his voice is somewhat similar to Leng Aofeng's, it is deeper and his tone of voice is also different.
This is very difficult to imitate...
How could Ximen Longying care so much? She held his hand tightly with a pale smile on her lips.
However, before her smile could take shape, another wave of pain overwhelmed her.
She grabbed "Leng Aofeng"'s hand and bit it...
"Leng Aofeng" frowned in pain and subconsciously wanted to take his hand out. Aunt Qu stared at him coldly: "Don't move!"
"Leng Aofeng" had no choice but to endure the pain.
Ximen Longying bit out a big bloody tooth mark on his arm and gasped deeply:
"I know...I can't make it through..."
"..."
"But you are mine...the mark on your arm...to remind you of me..."
She said incoherently, "Remember me, I am... your wife... the only one..."
"Leng Aofeng" nodded frequently: "Wife, I will never forget you."
Ximen Longying was a little happy. She grabbed his heart with her hand and left bloody fingerprints on his white shirt: "Xiao Fengfeng... If there is a next life... I must be your heart."
"Okay, you will be my heart."
"If I don't jump... you will die too!"
"Leng Aofeng"'s expression suddenly changed, and he looked at her with some fear.
Ximen Longying's eyes were blurry, she held his face with her other hand and smiled: "Why, are you scared?"
"..."
"Are you afraid of death...afraid of dying with me?"
"..."
"I'm... not afraid..." Ximen Longying grasped his clothes tightly and pulled out the folds, as if to grasp his heart, "With you, I'm not afraid of death... Don't worry... I can't bear to let you go either."
die……"
I don't know why, but seeing this scene, Jing Jiaren felt sadness rising from the soles of her feet.
To be fair, as a woman, all Ximen Longying wants is a man who loves her, a child, and a warm home.
It's just that her childhood environment shaped her personality and caused her to use the wrong way of love.
The saddest thing about Ximen Longying was that she never saw the man she truly loved until she died...
However, it's okay to let her live in this illusion.
"Second Miss, stop talking. You've lost a lot of blood. Try harder!" Aunt Qu covered her mouth and shouted loudly.
"Ah——" Ximen Longying struggled painfully, using up her last breath of strength.