After a long silence, when the only sound was the dripping of blood, Qian Qiu said admiringly, "Prince Qian has great courage. However, simply crippling one hand is not enough. Why don't you stab yourself in the chest as well?"
Feng Guang's eyes widened, but she couldn't speak. She could only shake her head desperately at Gu Yan.
Gu Yan sighed.
Qian Qiu said, "That's true. It's not worth going to such lengths for a woman. Although Xia Fengguang is an empress, she is still just a woman. Why should Prince Qian hurt himself for her?"
"Commander Qian, do you keep your word?"
Gu Yan's words meant he really intended to do as he was told. After his initial surprise, Qian Qiu laughed even harder. He never expected that the famous Prince Qian, Gu Yan, who was renowned in both countries, would be such a foolish man. So he swore, "If Prince Qian stabs himself in the chest and I do not release Xia Fengguang, may I be struck by lightning, and everyone present can testify to this."
"Okay." Gu Yan's face, pale from blood loss, softened with a smile as he looked at Feng Guang. "Your Majesty, rest assured, you will be alright."
With that, he gripped his sword in his left hand and plunged it fiercely into his right chest.
In the dazzling red light, he drew his sword and slowly knelt on the ground.
Qian Qiu was startled, frightened by Gu Yan's ruthlessness, and his hand suddenly loosened.
Feng Guang coughed a few times after falling to the ground, ignoring the pain in her neck. She got up and ran towards Gu Yan, squatting down beside him. It took her a while to find a place to put her outstretched hand, which trembled as she placed it on his pale face, sobbing uncontrollably, "I already said I don't want it! Don't you understand!?"
“In Your Majesty’s library…” He raised his thin lips slightly, his bloodless face possessing a captivatingly eerie beauty, “I saw it said… when a woman says no, she actually means yes.”
Feng Guang couldn't laugh. She fiercely wiped away her tears, but soon the mist in her eyes condensed and turned into tears again. She couldn't care less about the tears and started tearing at the hem of her clothes. As she tore, she cried, "Those books are all lies! Didn't you forbid me from reading them? Why are you following what's in them?"
"Because I know that Your Majesty is afraid of pain."
After her moment of triumph, she cried even harder, but she still couldn't tear off a single piece of her clothing.
Gu Yan threw down the sword in his hand, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and even had the mood to smile and say, "What is Your Majesty doing?"
"I...I wanted to tear off a piece of my clothes to cover your wound...but...but..." She burst into tears, saying pitifully, "I can't tear it...I...I'm so useless..."
The blood flowing from his hands and chest was so fierce that even a bystander would feel the pain, yet he could still smile and comfort her, "Your Majesty's clothes are all made of the finest brocade, so they are naturally not easily torn. Don't cry, next time I will have my servants prepare easily tearable fabric for Your Majesty."
"Gu Yan, you idiot!" Feng Guang shouted angrily, tears streaming down her face. She was angry at herself. She wanted to rush into his arms and hug him, but she was afraid of touching his wound.
As if sensing her thoughts, Gu Yan grabbed her wrist with his left hand and pulled her into his arms. She smelled a strong odor of blood and saw his bleeding chest up close. She cried and cried like a three-year-old child, uncontrollably hiccuping.
He patted her head and whispered, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will not die so easily."
He avoided vital points with both of his sword strikes; as long as the bleeding was stopped in time, that would be fine. As for how to stop the bleeding... he looked up at the doorway, where a graceful figure arrived right on time with delicate steps.
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