His face was bloodless, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were stained with blood. His whole body looked like it had been fished out of the water. There was not a dry patch on his body, and there were several cracks in the quilt.
Is this me? No, is this Xia Yan?
My legs were a little weak. Looking at the pale lotus on his forehead, the blood in my body was about to burst out of my veins.
My heart seems to be hanging in the air.
"Everyone...get out!" Xia Yan gritted his teeth and said to the people next to him with a ferocious expression.
The palace maids all looked surprised.
Xia Yan must have something to say to me, but what exactly is he going to say at this juncture?
"Don't go out, help your mother deliver the baby." An inexplicable fear came into my heart. I shouldn't have given him the opportunity to say his last words to me. When Pei Yuan was about to leave, he also said something incomprehensible to me.
It made me think that he was going to travel all over the world. If I hadn't listened and asked for his book, Pei Yuan would definitely not have given up his life so easily.
It's the same now if it's Xia Yan. No matter what, he can't make him reveal his last wish. If he wants to say it, he has to give me the child.
Xia Yan's eyes froze, as if fixed on me.
Seeing that he was really enduring the pain, I jumped to the front in three steps and stretched my arm to his mouth: "If the pain is severe, bite me."
The palace maids and eunuchs can neither leave nor stay.
Xia Yan turned away angrily: "Your Majesty... is of a noble body, and I don't dare to do so."
"Since you don't dare, then just go ahead and give birth to the child for me." I imitated his previous tone and ordered domineeringly.
Xia Yan closed his eyes, and there was a trace of pain between his brows.
"Everyone, go down, I... I have something to say to the king... Only after I finish talking, I can rest assured. Otherwise... Otherwise, I have no intention."
I didn't expect that Xia Yan would threaten me with his child at this juncture. I was angry and hurt. I was angry at his stubbornness and hurt my heart. Seeing my beloved man suffering for me, I really deserved it.
"Go down." I shouted coldly.
Wang Bo and Liu Chi all retreated. Xia Yan and I were the only ones left in Panlong Palace.
When I turned around and came to Xia Yan's bedside, I was shocked by the color on his face that was fading rapidly. It was fading at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, and after a while it was as white as a piece of white paper.
"Xia Yan——" I couldn't hold it in anymore and choked up.
"Time is running out, so don't say these extravagant words anymore." Xia Yan seemed to be forced to say this, as if he couldn't breathe properly. His originally pale face suddenly turned red. I knew it was a blush forced by pain.
My eyes were tearing when I saw Xia Yan stretching out a cold hand from the quilt. I quickly held it and felt that Xia Yan's hand was not as strong as before. I was distracted and kept rubbing it, trying to use it.
This method keeps him warm.
"I...I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore." Xia Yan narrowed his eyes and sighed softly, but his tone was filled with relief.
It hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.
He was lamenting that it was fortunate that he suffered this kind of pain and not me. Otherwise, I might not be able to survive even one day.
"Don't say such things, please don't say such things." I kept rubbing the palms of his hands, almost peeling off a layer of the delicate skin.