Tuoba Xiong stared at Mu Lingchen and sneered, "You don't think that just because I ate a piece of your food, I'm going to betray my business partner to you, do you?"
Mu Lingchen frowned, seemingly expecting that he wouldn't tell him directly.
As Tuoba Xiong spoke, he gestured with his chin toward Xuanyuan Zhan under the big tree: "Even if you really want to interrogate me, it should be your prince who does it, not you!"
...Mu Lingchen was speechless. Was this a sign that he wasn't qualified enough?
Mu Lingchen glanced at Xuan Yuanzhan, who was fast asleep under the big tree, and didn't want to disturb him.
Mu Lingchen glanced at Tuoba Xiong, who was no longer paying attention to him, and knew that he would not get anything out of him today, so he stopped arguing with him: "You should rest. We still have to travel tomorrow."
Mu Lingchen got up and left after saying that.
Tuoba Xiong stared at Mu Lingchen's back for a couple of seconds, then closed his eyes to rest.
When Mu Lingchen turned to look at Tuoba Xiong again, Tuoba Xiong had his eyes closed as if he were asleep.
Mu Lingchen sighed helplessly and sat down next to Xuan Yuanzhan.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Zhan frowned deeply, as if he were trapped in some kind of nightmare.
Mu Lingchen was still thinking about his conversation with Tuoba Xiong and didn't pay much attention to Xuan Yuanzhan's situation.
Sure enough, Xuan Yuanzhan was indeed trapped in a nightmare at that moment.
Xuanyuan Zhan had no idea where he was. The place was magnificent and splendid, but as far as the eye could see, it was desolate.
This is……
Xuan Yuanzhan looked at the overgrown courtyard and then at the half-collapsed palace gate, feeling somewhat dazed.
This looks like the Eastern Chu imperial palace?
But this dilapidated courtyard doesn't seem to be in the palace.
Xuanyuan Zhan suddenly thought of a place. There was probably only one place in the entire palace that fit this scene: the Cold Palace!
Is this the Cold Palace? How did he end up here?
"ah!"
Just as Xuanyuan Zhan was puzzled, he suddenly heard painful groans coming from the dark hall. And he knew that sound all too well!
"Ning'er!" Xuan Yuanzhan was shocked and immediately ran into the hall.
In the dimly lit hall, a woman with a large pregnant belly appeared to be giving birth.
Xuan Yuanzhan recognized Su Xuening at a glance and rushed over: "Ning'er, what's wrong? Are you about to give birth?"
At this moment, Xuan Yuanzhan had no time to think about why Su Xuening was in this cold palace. He was only worried and wanted to hug Su Xuening, but his hand passed right through her body.
Xuanyuan Zhan stared wide-eyed in shock once again, looking at his hands in disbelief.
What happened?
Why can't he hold Ning'er?
"Ning'er!" Xuan Yuanzhan called out to Su Xuening urgently, wanting to speak to her, but no matter how he called or what he said, Su Xuening seemed not to hear him.
"Ah!" On the bed, Su Xuening cried out in pain again, clutching her stomach.
It hurts so much, Su Xuening was too weak to even scream.
She clutched her stomach, staring intently at the roof of the Cold Palace, wondering if she would die there that night.
She had accomplished nothing in her life; her father died in battle, her mother disappeared, and she herself had lost her chastity, so her death was not a pity. But what about the child in her womb?
Even if she doesn't know who the child's biological father is, he is still her bloodline, her flesh and blood. How could she bear to let the child die with her?
Su Xuening gently stroked her belly, as if silently comforting the baby inside, and gritted her teeth again as she began to push with all her might.
No matter what, she was determined to give birth to the child. She could die, but the child couldn't!
"Ning'er!" Xuan Yuanzhan looked at Su Xuening, who was covered in sweat from the pain, and his eyes reddened with worry.
Why is Ning'er in the Cold Palace?
Why can't he hold Ning'er?
Why can't Ning'er see him?
"Ah!" Su Xuening was in so much pain that she almost fainted again. She lay limp on the bed, soaked in sweat, as if she had no strength left.
"Ning'er!" Xuan Yuanzhan paced anxiously. Looking at Su Xuening, who was like a rag doll, his heart felt like it was being torn apart, and he was in so much pain that his heart was about to break!
He wanted to go up and hug her, but he couldn't touch her at all. He wanted to talk to her, but she couldn't hear him at all.
Seeing Su Xuening in difficult labor, Xuan Yuanzhan rushed out, shouting as he ran, "Quick, someone! Call the imperial physician! Where's the midwife? Call the midwife!"
Xuanyuan Zhan ran straight to the outside of the Cold Palace, wanting to call for the imperial physician and midwife, but the imperial guards and palace servants seemed not to hear him at all. He tried to grab the imperial guards and make them call for the imperial physician and midwife, but his body could not touch them either.
"How could this be? Why is this happening?" Xuan Yuanzhan looked at his hands in disbelief.
What exactly happened?
Why can't he touch these people? They can't hear him either.
Is he already dead?
That's impossible! He was just talking to Mu Lingchen!
"Ning'er!" Remembering that Su Xuening was still giving birth in the cold palace, Xuan Yuanzhan hurriedly ran back.
The strong smell of blood in the cold palace made Xuan Yuanzhan's heart ache so much it felt like it was about to break.
He stood at the entrance of the hall, somewhat hesitant to step inside.
He could no longer hear her voice, he could not even see her movements. He was so afraid, so afraid that she had died because of the child she gave birth to.
Suddenly, Su Xuening on the bed seemed to move slightly, and only then did Xuan Yuanzhan dare to rush over. He knelt down beside the bed, trying to take Su Xuening's hand, but he couldn't reach it at all: "Ning'er, how can I help you? Tell me, what should I do to help you!"
Xuanyuan Zhan spoke through tears, his eyes red.
He had never felt so helpless in his life. This unprecedented sense of powerlessness made him want to kill himself!
Why wasn't he by Ning'er's side when she was giving birth?
And what about those midwives and imperial physicians? Why are they all gone?
"Ning'er! It's all my fault, I deserve to die!" Looking extremely weak, Xuan Yuanzhan slapped his face repeatedly while crying like a child.
Mu Lingchen, who was planning to go to sleep, suddenly heard Xuan Yuanzhan crying. He quickly opened his eyes and glanced at him, only to see him slapping himself in the face and wailing. He was immediately frightened.
Is this guy having a nightmare or has he gone mad? He's slapping himself like that, his face is all swollen!
"Hey!" Mu Lingchen hurriedly tried to push Xuan Yuanzhan, but Xuan Yuanzhan seemed to be still immersed in that nightmare and couldn't get out of it, crying uncontrollably.
"Xuanyuan Zhan!" Mu Lingchen had no choice but to grab Xuanyuan Zhan's hand to stop him from slapping himself, while shaking Xuanyuan Zhan frantically: "Wake up!"
Xuan Yuanzhan was crying sadly and helplessly when he was suddenly woken up by Mu Lingchen.
"Ning'er!" Xuan Yuanzhan shouted, suddenly opening his eyes!
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