Feng Ling held Concubine Feng's hand, and after saying this, he could no longer hold on and passed out.
He was already at the end of his strength, but he held on until someone from the palace came. He completely fainted after saying this. He also wanted to hold on until Yue'er was out of danger, but he was in so much pain, and was afraid that the Qing family and Yue'er would be implicated. He waited for his mother to arrive and said this before he completely sank into darkness.
"Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician..."
Concubine Feng almost broke her voice.
There was chaos and war.
This wedding was destined to end in sorrow.
Feng Ling was seriously injured, Princess Qin Wan was in a coma, and Princess Pingyang died tragically. Such terrible events shook the entire Great Zhou capital...
No one dared to speak, there was only a pool of bright red blood, which contrasted with the red of today's wedding.
**
Nanjiao Temple.
The carriage galloped all the way, kicking up a cloud of dust.
His face was cold, and he held Qingyue tightly in his arms. Looking at the unconscious little girl in his arms, he felt his heart breaking into pieces.
How could the little girl he loved so much be hurt to this extent?
Her icy eyes turned red, turning into tears.
He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Yue'er, from today on, Brother Yan will never let go of your hand again, never again."
Half an hour later, the carriage entered Nanjiao Temple.
Chu Yan hurried in holding Qingyue.
In the Zen room, Master Yuanji came quickly after receiving the news. When he saw Qingyue lying on the couch, he said "Amitabha".
"To save others, she drew the poison into her own body and sealed it in her Dantian, forbidding her to use her internal energy. But just now, in her grief, she activated her internal energy, causing the poison to spread and causing her to fall into a coma. She regained consciousness after being stimulated, but only for a brief quarter of an hour before falling into a coma again. Furthermore, she has been poisoned by a life-or-death Gu. Master, you must save her!"
Chu Yan's tone was calm, but he couldn't hide his anxiety.
Master Yuanji immediately stepped forward to check Qingyue's pulse.
Chu Yan's eyes were red and he clenched his teeth. He was really afraid that Master Yuanji would say that the person could not be saved.
"It's not a poison vein... The poison vein hasn't spread, it seems to have been absorbed."
Master Yuanji frowned, as if he was also confused.
"Absorbed?"
Chu Yan was stunned, his eyes full of confusion, as if he was absorbed by something.
"It's two pulses, this is..."
Master Yuanji raised his wise eyes and fell on Chu Yan. Looking at this noble and unparalleled old friend in front of him, whose eyes were now full of anxiety, he suddenly felt the absurdity of fate.
Chu Yan's heart sank when he saw Master Yuanji's gaze, and he immediately said, "Master, just say what you want to say. As long as I can save Yue'er, I'm willing to do anything."
"Amitabha."
Master Yuanji chanted the Buddha's name and then stood up.
"Mr. Qing is pregnant. I just diagnosed her pregnancy. She's been pregnant for over a month..."
boom.
It was as if something suddenly exploded in Chu Yan's brain. He stumbled and felt his vision go dark. Pregnancy pulse? How could it be a pregnancy pulse?
He looked at the unconscious little girl on the bed in disbelief, feeling heart-wrenching pain. This pain penetrated into his bones and tore his soul apart. He could not stand up and could only bend down slightly.
How could she be pregnant?
He had always known that the little girl and Feng Ling had nothing to do with each other, except for the time when she was detoxifying, which lasted for over a month...
Was it really that time?
But that was for detoxification, how could there be a child?
"Master, is it possible that we are mistaken?"
He heard his own mechanical and hoarse voice.
Master Yuanji shook his head and chanted the Buddha's name, "I can't be mistaken, it's been more than a month."
Chu Yan felt as if she had been cut open. How could this happen? Was she pregnant just in that one time?
It happened once four years ago, and it happened again four years later!
Jealousy? Hatred? Both, but more of it was pain. Could his little girl accept this? She hated him so much. If she knew she was pregnant with Feng Ling's child, would it bring back painful memories from four years ago? Would Yue'er want this child?
"Can you get rid of it?"
Chu Yan asked in a hoarse voice, his eyes dark and filled with the feeling of a devil.
Master Yuanji said "Amitabha", "We must do our utmost to protect this child. He is related to the life and death of you. I just checked your pulse and there is no poison in your body. This means that all the poisons are in this child. If the child is gone, the poisons and poisons will definitely fall on you. Amitabha."
"Donor Chu, the poison in Donor Qing's body didn't spread. Or rather, after a brief period of spreading, it was absorbed and suppressed in another place. Donor Qing is not in danger of death. It was this child who saved her."
Chu Yan felt his whole body was extremely cold, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
He understood what Master Yuanji meant. The child must be kept, otherwise Yue'er would not survive.
Chu Yan's eyes turned red and felt sore, and he was afraid that tears would fall in the blink of an eye.
The child saved her?
Hehehe…
How ironic?
Feng Ling hurt her like this, but also gave her a child to save her life.
"Master, when will she wake up?"
Chu Yan looked at the unconscious little girl, suppressing his discomfort and asking in a trembling voice.
"I don't know. Although Mr. Qing is unharmed, he is unconscious. He must have been greatly shocked and doesn't want to wake up."
"Thank you, Master."
Chu Yan thanked him and performed a Buddhist ceremony.
Master Yuanji said a few more words of advice and then left the meditation room.
Only Chu Yan and Qing Yue were left in the room.
As soon as Master Yuanji left, Chu Yan could no longer control himself. He covered his chest and vomited blood. His eyes were red and he tried hard to hold back his tears. Looking at the little girl on the bed, he stepped forward step by step, raised his hand and pressed it on her abdomen. There was a child here, but it was not his!
pain.
Heart-wrenching.
As if to tear him apart.
He was shaking with pain.
Why torture him like this? Why?
Why have children?
But this child must be kept.
Chu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt a heartache that was numb. He approached the bedside, gently held Qing Yue's hand, and stared at her face. He said, "Yue'er, do you know how much I want to kill this child? But he can save your life, so Brother Yan must keep him. This is your child with Feng Ling. Once he finds out about this, you and him will be tied together forever. Yue'er, tell Brother Yan, what should I do? What should I do?"
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