He hesitated outside the door for a long time, not daring to push it open.
He was afraid that he was too conceited, and that was why he failed to protect their child.
He pushed the door open and went in. Tang Wan was lying flat on the bed. Her face, which had finally become a little rosy, was now terribly pale.
There is not a trace of blood.
Although she is a bit introverted, she is still willing to smile in front of him, and she will still throw a tantrum.
Those eyes were always sparkling, as if they contained stars. Whenever she looked at him with those eyes, he felt that all the good things in the world should be hers.
He once thought that even if he couldn't keep her eyes as clear as this for her whole life, it should be possible while he was in power, so that she could be worry-free for a while.
But he didn't do it. At this moment, her eyes were empty and she stared blankly at one place, like a puppet with its soul drained out.
Her maidservant advised her, "My Lady, please drink some water. If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it."
Her voice was calm, without any emotion: "Hongyue, is it because I was born unlucky? Is it because I was born unable to have, unable to have..."
"My mother also left me so early, and now my child has passed away too. I know I can't keep him, I can't keep anything. But, Hongyue, I really want to keep this child."
"He can already move. He's in my belly. I can feel it. I know I'm a person with no blessings or luck. You know, yesterday, His Majesty said that if, if I could give birth to this child, I would become his wife."
"He thought I didn't hear it, but actually I did. I just didn't dare to respond. I was afraid that if I did, I wouldn't be able to sustain such a good fortune and would lose something."
"Hongyue, I can accept losing anything, but why did it have to be my child? He left like this before he even had a good look at this world. Will he hate me?"
Hongyue was already in tears: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty will not do that, Your Majesty. The little prince will definitely not blame you. He knows you didn't mean it."
"Hongyue..." Her voice was hoarse and raspy, completely different from her usual clear voice: "Why can't I cry? Why can't I cry..."
As she spoke, she beat her chest, almost breaking down: "Why can't I cry? I'm not a good mother. I can't even protect my own child."
Hongyue couldn't stop her hand, so she could only cry and beg her: "My queen, my queen, please don't do this to me."
Hongyue felt like her heart was about to break. Her own queen was gentle and kind. She had finally overcome all the hardships, so why did she end up like this?
From the moment Shen Xiaohan said the first sentence, he felt like he was nailed to the spot, not daring to move forward a single step.
Seeing her in pain and discomfort, and wishing she could take her place, he felt bad too.
After listening to her story, I didn't know when my cheeks were covered with tears.
Guilt, entanglement, uneasiness, and heartache.
Finally, he rushed over, sat beside her bed, and held her hand, which was so cold that it had no trace of vitality.
It didn't matter if she hated him, he couldn't bear to see it. Just standing there and watching from afar was heartbreaking.
He looked at her red eyes and put his hand on her cheek: "Wanwan, I'm sorry for you."
Tang Wan sat up, tears falling without warning, she pounded his shoulder: "Shen Xiaohan, why did you come just now?"
He hugged her tightly, his voice trembling and choked with sobs: "I am late, I am late, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
"Chen Xiaohan, I, our child is gone..." She was out of breath and crying.
Shen Xiaohan was also upset. Although the child had not been born yet, he still had feelings for her. However, Tang Wan was already heartbroken. If he was sad, it would only make her feel more guilty and blame herself: "Wanwan, there will be children. The emperor is in heaven and doesn't want to see you so sad."
There were many tear marks on her face, and her face was slightly flushed because of crying.
She hugged Shen Xiaohan and cried for a long time. She felt a splitting headache and the wounds on her body were also aching.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but you, after suffering such a serious injury, have been crying all the time, which is harmful to your heart."
"Chen Xiaohan, I don't want to cry. I couldn't cry at first, but when you appeared, I couldn't help it."
When Shen Xiaohan heard this, he felt even more guilty. It felt like someone was cutting his flesh with a knife, and the pain went deep into his bones.
He calmed her down and said in a cold voice, "Wanwan, don't worry. I won't let anyone who hurts our child go."
Tang Wan no longer pretended to be a saintly little white flower. Her voice was filled with a bit of shrill determination: "I will kill them. I want them to pay for my child's life."
"Okay, you take good care of yourself. Three days later, I will let you kill your enemies with your own hands." After he said that, he wanted to turn around and leave, wishing he could tear those people into pieces immediately.
"Don't go..." Her eyes were red and swollen, with a hint of pleading in them, and her jet-black hair stuck to her cheeks made her look even more vulnerable at the moment.
"Shen Xiaohan, please accompany me."
"Okay." The heartache in his eyes was about to overflow. She had really suffered a great deal of injustice and fright today, so she felt so insecure.
He patted her back gently and waited until she slowly closed her eyes. After making sure she was asleep, he turned and left.
"Xiaobai, give me a painkiller, quick, it hurts so much, I can't stand it anymore."
After taking a pill, her complexion finally looked better.
Xiaobai also sobbed and cried: "Host, don't be too sad. After all, this child is destined to leave. Crying too much will hurt your body."
Tang Wan was very calm at the moment, and her mood had already calmed down: "I know, but I just want to treat it as true, so that I will be heartbroken and miserable, and then Shen Xiaohan will believe it."
"I know better than anyone that it's fake."
All of this is just paving the way for her future.
He said nice and high-sounding things, such as lifelong love, love, and treating her well for the rest of her life.
She doesn't believe it now.
But guilt, if used in the right place, will take advantage of a person's weakness, and that person will be shackled by this feeling of guilt for the rest of his life.
It’s much more reliable than love.
She wiped away her tears and said, "Don't worry about me. I was acting for him. This child was nothing from the beginning. When I lost him, I didn't feel anything."
"The injuries on my body are just to make me cry better. When acting, you have to do it to the end. It will be more real if you are in the scene yourself."
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