Exhausted in body and mind

The cries outside the door had already grown unbearable, and Xiao Siyi’s patience snapped. He strode to the entrance and yanked the door open with a sharp crash, instantly silencing Duan Nanyu.

“What are you shouting for? So the prince thinks he’s impressive? If you have the nerve, come in and take her yourself!” He stepped aside and pointed at Yun Xueyan lying on the bed, his face dark with fury. “If you don’t want her to die, then stay quietly outside. If you want to take her away, I won’t stop you at all. Take her now, and I’ll be spared the trouble of saving her. But if she dies, you’ll have no one to blame but yourself!”

Duan Nanyu froze, even forgetting to retort. From a distance, he could see Yun Xueyan drenched in blood on the bed, struggling with all her strength.

“Only a heartless man like you could exist! You wouldn’t even spare a child of three months!” With that, Xiao Siyi slammed the door shut and paid no more mind to the man outside.

Duan Nanyu trembled violently. Three months... That man had said Yun Xueyan was carrying a three-month-old child?

His vacant gaze fixed on the wooden door before him as though he were a walking corpse. His voice was hoarse, his throat aching as if filled with sand. “Three months... She was carrying my child, and I killed my own flesh and blood with my own hands...”

His fingertips shook, and fear surged over him like a tide. He could not breathe. Numbness seized him, and his dark eyes dimmed.

He lifted his hands and stared at them in a daze. His hands were stained with his child’s blood.

From within the room, another miserable cry rang out, tearing through the sky.

Duan Nanyu’s chest shook violently. He had never experienced anything as horrifying as this day. He had killed his own child and destroyed the woman he loved with his own hands.

Regret was already swallowing him whole. But was there still any chance to make amends?

Several times he wanted to rush into the room, yet fear held him back. He did not even know what he was afraid of.

Inside, Yun Xueyan awakened from the agony. Xiao Siyi had pressed hard against her abdomen just now, forcing her back to consciousness through sheer pain.

“Relax a little. If you get too tense, you’ll lose your own life too.” Xiao Siyi did his best to calm her trembling nerves.

Feng Xilou, standing nearby, did nothing but stare unblinking at the figure on the bed, terrified that one careless moment might make him lose her forever.

The pain in her abdomen grew worse and worse. Yun Xueyan could only cry out to ease the torment coursing through her body. She would remember this pain for the rest of her life, never forgetting the agony of that man tearing her flesh from her body.

“I can’t die. I have to make Duan Nanyu regret this. I want him to live forever in remorse. I want him to give me back my child...” she growled through gritted teeth, her voice breaking into ruin.

Then she felt something slip free from her body. She seemed utterly emptied out. Her heart lurched, and in the face of despair she lifted her head.

Her child would never live again. Would never appear again.

Seeing that mass of blood and flesh, Feng Xilou turned away in unbearable pain, his hands clenched tightly in his robes until his knuckles cracked.

His Yan'er... He would never let Duan Nanyu take her away again.

Noticing Feng Xilou’s fury, Xiao Siyi lifted the mass of flesh in his hands and strode toward the door. He would show it to Duan Nanyu. This was the child he had killed with his own hands.

Yun Xueyan stared with eyes wide and fixed at the object Xiao Siyi had taken out. Her whole body shook violently. It was as though her throat had been seized and she could no longer draw breath. Clutching at her chest, she closed her eyes in unbearable agony.

She... was already exhausted to the point of collapse.

A note to readers:

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