As soon as you enter Prince Kang’s Mansion.
The person she least wanted to see was right in front of her. Dongfang Ye's face was full of anxiety. When he saw An Qingran, he seemed to have forgotten all the asshole things he had done: "Crown Princess, please save them."
An Qingran looked at the genuine worry on his handsome face, and her heart became even colder. The child he had with her was a child, but the one with her was a bastard?
An Qingran said silently in her heart: "Baby, the day for mother to avenge you has come..."
But he smiled and said, "You're welcome. She's my sister. How can I not save her?"
As he spoke, he walked into the house, washed his hands in the hot water basin, and then rubbed his hands in the wine bowl. Then he came to An Yanran, who was lying on the bed as if she had been fished out of the water, with her hair all stuck to her head and face. She had a sad look in her eyes, but when she saw An Qingran, her eyes suddenly brightened, as if a drowning person saw a float. "Sister, I know I did... did a lot of things that let you down before, but please save me, I'll work like a cow or a horse in the future, and I'll repay your kindness."
An Qingran waved her hand, asking the midwives and maids to leave, then stood in front of the bed, staring into An Yanran's eyes: "Do you think it will be useful to cram at the last minute?"
An Yanran was shocked and burst into tears: "Please save my child, sister. My life belongs to you."
An Qingran stood there, not moving, just staring into An Yanran's eyes: "Do you know how painful it would be to lose a child now?"
"Sister, I know everything. This is retribution for me. I only ask...sister, for father's sake, we are sisters after all, please save my child."
An Qingran told herself to be ruthless, even more ruthless. If it were the other way around, who knows what tricks this couple would use to deal with her. But she felt sad and began to examine her with a cold face. However, after the examination, she found that An Yanran's condition was more serious than she had imagined. She said in a cold tone: "Only one of the adults and the child can be saved. Who should I save?"
Her words were more hopeful than the imperial physician's words just now. The imperial physician had just told her that neither the adult nor the child could be saved. When she heard An Qingran say this, her heart ached and tears welled up: "Sister, I knew you were kind... I was just jealous of you before, but now I know I was wrong. Sister, in the next life, if possible, I will hug you... Please save the child."
Her maternal instinct made An Qingran feel sad again. It turned out that such a vicious person also loved her children.
She nodded gently: "I'll try my best, you listen to me, when I ask you to use force, use all your strength in your lower abdomen, now take a deep breath."
An Qingran began to give acupuncture while talking. An Yanran's condition was more dangerous than her mother's, because An Yanran's body had not yet grown and she had never given birth. An Qingran's hands were firm when she gave the acupuncture, but when the child was revealed, her hands trembled a little. This was her enemy's child, the enemy who killed her and the child, but she brought him into this world with her own hands. An Yanran used up all her strength, and the blood had soaked the bed, flowing to the ground along the foot of the bed, and also soaked An Qingran's shoes. But at this moment, no one had time to care about these. Finally, the child was born, and An Qingran cut the umbilical cord, but the child did not cry. She treated it for a long time before the child cried, and the sound was almost the same as that of a kitten.
An Yanran cried and wanted to hug the child. Her face was as pale as paper, and the blood under her body was still flowing out. She knew that life was slowly leaving her.
An Qingran still looked cold: "You know, even if you use your life to exchange for this child, he is born weak..."
An Yanran's outstretched hand froze in mid-air: "Sister, your medical skills are so great...you are able to save the prince. From now on, this child begs sister to have more mercy and take better care of him."
"I'm sorry, I won't take care of him. Your son is too weak and I'm afraid he won't live long. You and your son will meet soon." An Qingran's voice was as cold as ice.
After An Yanran heard this, she choked and stared at An Qingran: "Why do you hate me so much? You framed me and Prince Kang... and cruelly killed my mother, why? What on earth have I done to let you down? Let me die in peace."
Her voice was hoarse and she stared at An Qingran with confusion in her eyes.
Logically, she was dissatisfied with her sister, but it was she who took the first step, not herself.
Hearing this, An Qingran lowered her body and said in a low and sinister voice: "You don't know that you have let me down in your last life and in this life. This is your retribution."
"Previous life?" An Yanran made a slight sound in her throat, her eyes straightened up, staring at An Qingran, her black pupils rolled up, revealing the whites of her eyes.
"Someone come here." An Qingran raised his voice.
The midwife, An Ranyue and Shen Zhiyun all rushed in, followed by a group of maids. The imperial physician also came in to prescribe medicine. They saw that An Qingran had saved the child and felt ashamed, but they were used to it.
Dongfang Ye and An Qingran were just about to collide with each other. There was no way to avoid it. Dongfang Ye asked anxiously, "How are they? Are the mother and child safe?"
"There is no hope, sir." An Qingran said calmly.
Dongfang Ye didn't look too sad when he heard that, instead he looked relieved. An Qingran sneered inwardly when he saw that, thinking that this couple was really a perfect match.
She didn't stay for long.
Back in the carriage, Rendong admired An Qingran for saving An Yanran. Her master was kind.
But she had heard a lot about An Yanran's evil deeds, so even though she knew her situation was not good, she didn't feel anything.
Instead, An Qingran sat there quietly and didn't say a word until she returned to the palace.
After returning to the East Palace, she sat on the head of the bed in a daze.
Honeysuckle asked several times, but she didn't hear it.
An Qingran sighed deeply. Why didn't she feel happy in her heart? Why couldn't she look as happy as they did?
I remember that in the previous life, on a snowy night, they brought their children to see her. They were filled with pleasure at seeing her miserable condition.
But now, why do I still feel a little sad in my heart? Am I feeling sorry for that mother and son?
Now that she is about to die, I should feel relieved.
She tried to comfort herself in her heart, but to no avail.
"Qingqing..." Dongfang Jin didn't know when he came back. He stood in front of her, looking at her with doubts in his eyes, "But what happened?"
An Qingran looked up at him, but seemed not to see him, and blinked: "Where have you been?"
"What? Did you miss me after not seeing me for a while?" Dongfang Jin showed a sly smile again and walked over to hold her hand. "If that's the case, I'll stay by your side every day from now on."
An Qingran wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
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I was lazy during Labor Day, so I added three more chapters for the April monthly ticket. I will add one more chapter every day for the next three days.
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