At this moment, the Second Prince suddenly realized something, and his eyes sharpened as he looked at Song Anxin.
He muttered, "Yes, it was all ruined by that vile woman, Hui Shuren. If it weren't for her, how could I have failed! I should have killed her long ago. It's all that vile woman's fault, all her fault! She ruined so many years of my hard work. She deserves to die, to die..."
His eyes were bloodshot, and he had completely lost his reason.
Suddenly, he exerted all his strength and broke free from the soldiers holding him. He pulled a gleaming dagger from his sleeve and charged straight at Song Anxin.
"You bitch, die!"
All of this happened too fast. Song Anxin heard the noise and turned around, only to see the Second Prince rushing towards her with a ferocious expression. It was too late to dodge.
In that instant, Lin Fenghe swiftly stepped in front of his mother.
"Pfft."
The sound of a knife piercing the chest.
Lin Fenghe clutched his chest, kicked the Second Prince away, and then fell to the ground himself.
"Ah!...Fenghe!"
Song Anxin's shout woke everyone up, and the scene immediately descended into chaos.
"Quickly, find a doctor, find a doctor..." the people around shouted.
Song Anxin didn't know how she got to the clinic. All she knew was that Feng He's face was getting paler and paler, his hands were getting colder and colder, and the blood that kept gushing from his chest was warm.
Her vision blurred, and she could see Fenghe less and less. She rubbed her eyes hard, trying to see Fenghe more clearly.
"The knife is piercing my heart; even a celestial being couldn't save me now. Alas..."
The doctor at the clinic shook his head and pronounced Lin Fenghe's death sentence.
"No, how could this be, how could this be..." Song Anxin's face and hands were covered in blood, her eyes filled with tears. She couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe it. She knelt down in front of the doctor with a thud, pleading, "Doctor, doctor, my Fenghe is so young, he can't die, he can't die! Please, please think of something, please... my Fenghe can't die, he can't die..."
"mother...."
Lin Fenghe spoke weakly, trying to get up.
Song Anxin immediately went over to support him, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and comforted Lin Fenghe.
"Fenghe, it's alright, it's alright, the doctor will find a way to save you, don't worry, don't worry..."
Lin Fenghe grasped his mother's hand and shook his head: "Mother, I'm dying, there's nothing I can do."
As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Song Anxin, her face covered in tears, immediately began wiping away the blood at a loss.
"How could you vomit so much blood? So much blood... No, Fenghe... Mother will definitely find a way to save you... I will definitely save you..."
"Waaah... Fenghe, I still want to marry you! You can't die! My cousin the Crown Prince and my brother Shuping have gone to the palace to fetch the best imperial physician for you. You definitely won't die!" Yan Ping'er cried uncontrollably, completely panicked.
"Fenghe, hang in there, the imperial physicians in the palace will definitely be able to save you."
Song Anbang's voice choked with sobs, his eyes red, as he suppressed the pain in his heart. He couldn't panic; he had to wait here for the imperial physician to arrive and keep his sister calm.
Lin Fenghe looked at them, a weak smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Ping'er, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely marry you. In this life, you should find a good man."
Yan Ping'er shook her head frantically, crying uncontrollably.
"Uncle, remember to take good care of my mother for me, don't make her too sad." After he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Everyone rushed forward, but Lin Fenghe waved his hand and said, "It's alright, Uncle. You take Ping'er and the others out first. I have something I want to say to Mother alone."
Song Anbang nodded with a sorrowful expression, pulled Yan Ping'er out, and cleared everyone out of the room.
Song Anxin could no longer hear what the people around her were saying or doing. She was only focused on wiping Fenghe's blood, but no matter how she wiped, she couldn't get the blood clean. Why did Fenghe still have so much blood? This damn blood.
Lin Fenghe grabbed her mother's hand, "Mother, stop wiping, I have something to tell you."
Song Anxin's vision blurred as she looked at Feng He, whose face was pale but who was still looking at her gently. Her heart collapsed, and she burst into tears.
"Waaah... Fenghe, why were you so foolish? Why did you stand in front of your mother? It should be your mother who dies, not you..."
Lin Fenghe gently wiped away his mother's tears and said, "Mother, it's alright. You gave me a second chance at life. How could I just watch you die? We finally have such a gentle and kind mother. If you die, my eldest brother, second brother, and fourth brother will be heartbroken."
Song Anxin froze, looking at him with tears in her eyes: "Feng He, you... you know? When did you find out? What about Feng Nian and the others...?"
Lin Fenghe nodded. "I know you're not my mother. I've known that for a long time. Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows."
Song Anxin choked up, "You...you don't resent me for lying to you? No, you already know I'm not your mother anymore, so why did you still take the knife for me? Waaah..."
“Mother, don’t cry,” Lin Fenghe hugged his mother and patted her back softly. “Mother, how could I blame you? You know, before you came, the world of the four of us brothers was dark. After you came, our lives seemed to have light for the first time. You truly love and protect us. Only then did we realize what it feels like to have a mother’s love. Mother, thank you, thank you for being our mother.”
His voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke: "If there is an afterlife, I want to be your child from the very beginning. Mother, don't be sad. I'm so happy to have the chance to be your child... Mother, you must live well..."
Slowly, Lin Fenghe fell silent, and his hand fell down from Song Anxin's back.
Song Anxin froze for a moment, then burst into a heart-wrenching cry.
"Ah!... Waaaaah! Ah!..."
And wasn't she the same? Wasn't she very happy being their mother? Wasn't her life brightened because of them? They loved her, respected her, and treated her like their own mother. And wasn't she also happy because they experienced the long-lost family affection?
"Feng, Fenghe! ...Awooooo...."
Song Anxin cried out in despair, "She, her son, his son!"
Song Anbang and Yan Ping'er rushed in immediately. The Crown Prince and Yan Shuping also brought all the elderly imperial physicians from the palace, but it was too late.
"Sister, let Fenghe rest in peace," Song Anbang said, weeping.
Song Anxin hugged Fenghe tightly and shook her head. She sobbed and could no longer speak. She felt her heart was in excruciating pain and was about to explode. Her vision went black and she fainted from crying.
"Sister!"
"Wise and virtuous lady!..."
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