She's dying? Lu Ziyan stared blankly at the girl sitting on the chair, who was so thin that she couldn't even hold up her plain clothes. He couldn't believe how things had come to this.
How could such a lively and lovely little girl become so incurable just because of a cold?
What is depression in the internal organs, what is mental distress and premature death...
He doesn't believe it!
Just when Lu Ziyan was extremely panicked, Liu Manrou came in holding her one-year-old child.
Everything that happened afterwards seemed as if the whole world was playing a joke on him. It was ridiculous to the extreme.
Liu Manrou's ridicule, Er Qing's counterattack, his Wan Wan was knocked down by the servants...
Er Qing committed treason to protect her master, and the child in Liu Manrou's arms fell to the ground, and then another self appeared.
Everything happened so fast.
So much so that when his self in this world ordered Er Qing to be beaten to death, Lu Ziyan actually didn't hear it. All he could see was Xie Wan Ning who was being restrained by the servants.
"No! Let her go!" He collapsed and screamed, wanting to kill those who bullied her.
But it was no use. He could only watch her mouth being covered by a maid, and the bright red blood flowing out through the fingers of the old hands. His heart was filled with panic.
She vomited blood?
Is she going to die?
Did he force her to death?
It was as if I was trapped in a nightmare from which I could not escape, and the whole world was falling apart.
He saw her finally break free from the maid's grip, and without even bothering to wipe the blood off her face, she went straight to Er Qing's body.
He saw her remorse and regret, and she had a sudden realization.
He saw that the other self was finally willing to turn around, finally saw her face covered in blood, and finally changed his expression.
"Wanwan, Wanwan!" The moment Xie Wanning fell to the ground, Lu Ziyan hurried over and hugged her in his arms. Only then did he realize how much weight this girl had lost.
The sweet and soft little girl was skinny and seemed weightless, but when he picked her up by the waist, he lost his balance and almost fell down.
Shaoguangyuan was in chaos.
Ming Jian flew to summon the court physician.
The doctor that Er Qing had invited from outside the house had not left yet, so she was dragged by Yuanzhu Yuanyue to take his pulse.
But it was too late.
The old doctor withdrew his hand tremblingly and shook his head.
He was so angry that his heart was attacked, his pulse was gone, and the person died.
Human life is the most tenacious and also the most fragile.
No one could have expected that the girl, who had been pampered and grown up in a honey pot and was in good health, would die suddenly two years after her marriage.
Lu Ziyan seemed to be stupid. He hugged the girl tightly in his arms and reached out to feel the pulse on her neck with a dull expression.
After a long while, he hastily withdrew his hand and shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, this is fake..."
Wanwan was angry and played a joke on him on purpose to scare him.
He already knew what fear was. He had never been so scared before. He was scared to death.
Lu Ziyan touched the thin back of the girl in his arms, his throat choked with sobs and he couldn't speak, "Please, wake up quickly."
But the girl's body temperature in my arms was slowly getting colder.
When the ladies of the Lu family arrived, Lu Ziyan was covered in blood, but he was holding Xie Wan Ning tightly in his arms, as if he was holding his own life. No one could get close to him.
The scene was tragic to the extreme.
Even Madam Lu couldn't get close.
Lu Ziyan was floating in the air, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mind seemed to be beginning to collapse from the pain. He could personally experience all the emotions of his other self.
The soul seemed to be split in two, but that was not enough.
He wished he could cut the man below into pieces to make amends for his Wanwan.
Why on earth!
Why do this!
Why force her to death!
As if he could no longer endure such pain, Lu Ziyan fell to his knees and cried bitterly.
The picture froze here, as if a lens was hit, breaking into pieces of scattered light, rushing towards him.
That was his own memory, belonging to this world.
His own memory!
Lu Ziyan trembled all over and suddenly opened his eyes.
"The prince is awake!" the medical officer in charge of taking care of him shouted.
As soon as the outer hall became quiet, a large number of people rushed in.
Leading the way was His Majesty the Emperor in casual clothes.
He strode forward, and seeing that the man was really awake, his face relaxed slightly, and he said slowly, "Finally he's awake."
The emperor personally visited his beloved general who was in a coma. His attitude was cordial and his tone was gentle. This was an honor that no one else could ask for.
But Lu Ziyan just looked at him quietly, without standing up to greet him or even saying hello.
The imperial physician stepped forward to feel the patient's pulse, but was also avoided by raising his hand.
He supported himself with his arms and sat up, his eyes fell on Ming Jian, "How long have I been unconscious?"
Ming Jian hesitated for a few breaths and said, "Three days and three nights."
Three days and three nights...
Three days and three nights had passed since she got married...
Lu Ziyan felt a sweet taste in his throat and his expression changed for a while. Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood amid the screams of several ladies of the Lu family.
The emperor was also startled and called the imperial physician to take his pulse.
"No need," Lu Ziyan lowered his eyes, ignoring the several Lu family ladies who gathered around him, and calmly ordered, "Everyone go down, I have something to discuss with His Majesty."
Although he has a cold and arrogant personality, he is always patient with his family. This is the first time that he has made his grandmother and mother worry for so long and that he did not speak to comfort them immediately after waking up.
Very abnormal.
Mrs. Lu's expression changed slightly as she was given the cold shoulder by her son for the first time.
Old Madam Lu had experienced the pain of losing her husband and son throughout her life, and she valued her only grandson more than her own eyes, so she was unwilling to blame him.
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