---I exhausted all my strength, and all my hope was poured into this sad and unrepentant cry---
Ji Jin fifteenth year, November, winter
General's Mansion
one year later
In the splashing night, the cold moon is as bright as a pan.
The snow is flying, the cold wind is blowing, and the fallen flowers are colorful, just like a dream.
Lingfeng Pavilion
People walked along the nine-wind railing, their steps hurried, and everyone's face showed heaviness and anxiety.
The maids and servants brought basin after basin of hot water into the pavilion. After a while, the maids brought out basin after basin of blood, some of which were even stained on their hands.
"Ah——" A shrill voice came from the back room, tearing up the night and tearing up the old lady and Miss Sun who were hurriedly walking towards Lingfeng Pavilion from the pavilion.
"How's it going? How's Qianrong doing? Has she given birth?" The old lady staggered at the sound. Cang Xue's temples lost their usual brilliance, and her crescent-moon eyes were full of anxiety.
Wanyan Yixi supported the trembling great-grandmother on the crutches, and asked Myolie nervously: "Don't we have to wait another half a month before giving birth? How could it suddenly-"
Xing'er was holding a basin of steaming blood in her hands at this time. The strong smell of blood made the two mothers-in-law and grandsons tremble with chills on their backs.
"Go back to the old lady. Second madam, she is dying. She wants to see the general. She has been calling the general. Wen Po ordered Xing'er to ask the prince, if it is difficult to give birth, should you save the adult or the fetus?
Please be mentally prepared, Taijun."
"What?" The old lady was so frightened by Xing'er's words that she staggered. Her old and blessed body could not withstand the impact of these words.
Fortunately, Miss Sun beside her quickly held her up, her mind went blank, her crescent eyes were full of pain: "How could this happen? Is there no other way?"
"Grandma!" Wanyan Yixi will be a wife. She has never encountered such a thing. When she heard Xing'er's words, she couldn't help but her eyes were horrified and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Po Wen had been giving birth for more than an hour but the baby was still not born. She said that if she kept going like this, she could only save one, otherwise she would not be able to save her." Xing'er didn't dare to hide it and revealed the stakes.
"Ah——" The shrill cry of pain tore through the eardrums and penetrated into the bones like cracks in a rock, tearing at the old lady's sanity.
The old lady did not dare to hesitate any longer and asked her granddaughter to wait outside. Then she pushed the door in and closed the door behind her.
The moment the door was closed, Wanyan Yixi's nerves collapsed, and the strong smell of blood made her pretty face turn pale.
As soon as the old lady entered the room, the strong smell of blood covered all her senses. The old lady's body was trembling, and the first thing she saw was the dazzling red color on the bed.
In the cold winter, even though there were ten charcoal stoves placed in the house, it was as warm as spring, but the eye-catching red immediately made the room become bitingly cold.
On the bed, the woman's silver hair was spread like snow, shining with crystal luster in the dim candlelight. Her pale face was covered with sweat, which blended with the hot tears that kept coming from the corners of her eyes due to pain, making it difficult to distinguish.
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She was biting the handkerchief, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she was grabbing the bed rail with both hands, almost twisting it off. She was so stubborn and refused to give up that people couldn't help but persuade her to give up.
Gao Long's stomach heaved and contracted due to severe pain, and the lips he was biting on the handkerchief turned red due to the pain of childbirth, which penetrated the snow-colored handkerchief he was biting in his mouth.
The torture of giving birth for two hours had left her physically and mentally in shock and her strength was gone.
However, the determination in her eyes told everyone that as long as Ding Qianrong was still breathing, she would give birth to her own flesh and blood, which was the only inheritance that the Wanyan family could inherit.
As the daughter-in-law of the Wanyan family, even though she is an abandoned wife, she still has to fulfill her last duty.
"Second Madam, if you breathe again, you can already see the head of the fetus. If it can't be born again, it will definitely suffocate the fetus." Po Wen was sweating profusely, and she spread Ding Qianrong's legs and said worriedly.
"Miss, you have to hold on. You have already seen the head of the fetus. You can work harder. Think about the general. The general will be very happy when he comes back. He will definitely forget all the wrongs. Now think about the unborn fetus.
, you still don’t know whether she is a boy or a girl, and you haven’t given him a name yet. You have to hold on, you must hold on, Zhen’er, please.” Zhen’er grabbed Ding Qianrong’s hand and held it tightly,
Trying to give her courage, her throat was choked up and her face burst into tears.
This scene was so horrifying in the eyes of the old lady. She held her hand under the bed and rubbed it with her strong and warm hands, trying to transfer her own warmth and warm the cold hand, and her heart
With mixed feelings, he choked and said: "Qianrong, my great-grandmother is here!"
"Too-grandma! Qianrong, Qianrong has finally inherited the Wanyan family. I will definitely let my great-grandmother hold her great-grandson!" Ding Qian endured the pain and gasped, forcing a smile.
The pain in her lower body was like a saw blade, almost splitting her body apart, causing her to tightly hold the old lady's hand. Even so, she still wanted to make the old man feel at ease. She would definitely be able to give birth to a child for the Wanyan family.
Hearing this, the old lady was shaken physically and mentally. Tears came to her eyes and fell on the back of her hand. Her crescent moon eyes were full of guilt: "Qianrong, you have worked hard. Grandma, you don't need to force me. Just do your best. The future will be long."
, Grandma will not blame you." The old lady comforted her by wiping away the cold sweat on her forehead.
A year ago, when she learned that Che'er was leaving Beijing, she lit some incense in Che'er's room the night before his departure, and put some He-Huan San in it, just to give him the perfect gift.
The Yan family gets a piece of incense to pass on the bloodline
Today, she still remembers the scene when Ding Qianrong knelt in front of her seven months ago.
"Taijun, let Qianrong give birth to him and give birth to the Wanyan family. This is the only thing Qianrong can do for the general's palace. Please do it, Taijun." She finally waited until her eyes were healed and went to Dr. Yuwen's clinic.
There is news that she is two months pregnant.
But Imperial Physician Yuwen's advice was to tell her not to do it!
Because she was forced to drink ten bowls of red flowers, she would definitely die if she gave birth to a child.
However, Ding Qianrong smiled happily, and her eyes were as bright as a first-time mother.
"No, I must give birth to a son for my husband. This is what Qianrong owes them to the Wanyan family and must be paid back. Otherwise, as the grandson's daughter-in-law, I am ashamed of the Taijun and the ancestors of the Wanyan family!"
As her thoughts gathered together, the old lady held her cold catkin tightly. As a woman, she felt what she felt from her standpoint.
Ding Qianrong knew that Che'er would not marry anyone but Yan'er in this life. She also knew that she had regrets and regrets about not being able to have a great-grandson because of two abortions. That's why Qianrong worked so hard to get here.
However, when she saw the perseverance of the woman who had been disdained by her, she was shaken at this moment and hesitated between the adults and her great-grandson.
The old lady wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and comforted her: "Qianrong, please don't give birth. Listen to the lady, there will be another chance in the future."
She couldn't just watch her die. Incense was important, but human life was equally important. She couldn't do this.
Hearing this, Ding Qianrong shook her head, endured the severe pain in her abdomen, and forced a smile to Taijun: "Taijun, Qianrong, Qianrong is fine, Qianrong is really fine, can you give Qianrong a chance? Let me
Give birth to the child, just once, okay? Ah——"
"Please, Taijun, Qianrong - Qianrong, please, ah, ah -" Ding Qianrong howled in pain, her uterus contracted, the pain was like cramps peeling off bones and tearing her heart veins.
"But - but -" The old lady was worried, her hands were trembling, and she was hesitant.
"Taijun, we can't save the mother and the child now. Please give us an idea quickly. If this continues, both the adults and the children will be killed." Po Wen did not hesitate to tell the danger.
Seeing how laborious the second lady's uterus was contracting, she couldn't help but feel a little flustered and nervous as she had delivered countless babies.
When Zhen'er heard what Po Wen said, she was immediately shocked. She knelt down and begged Ding Qianrong: "Miss, Zhen'er, please don't give birth. Don't give birth. If you continue like this, you will all die. Taijun,
Please, please advise Miss, don’t let her give birth, Miss, you have tried your best, you can’t sacrifice adults for the sake of the fetus, it is also a life.”
She turned around and kowtowed to Taijun. The sound of banging bricks made everyone present feel worried.
"Yes, yes, both are the same, Qianrong, don't give birth. Grandma, please don't give birth, okay!" the old lady choked, holding her hand tightly.
Zhen'er is right, it's also a life, she can't be selfish!
"Don't - I can do it, Taijun, you believe me, I will definitely be able to give birth to him." Ding Qianrong still shook her head, her eyes determined.
Outside the house, Miss Sun's face was filled with tears. She could hear the voices inside clearly, and her heart was shaken by Ding Qianrong's words.
She never knew that Ding Qianrong could do this?
She would sacrifice anything for her own flesh and blood. This shows how painful her heart was when her eldest brother had the abortion and saw the fetus in her arms turned into a pool of blood!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turned around and ran out of Lingfeng Pavilion. She just hoped that Mu Mu would have found her eldest brother and brought her home so that Ding Qianrong wouldn't have any regrets.
"Qianrong." The old lady tried to persuade. For the first time, she really saw this woman clearly.
She has good intentions, but she is not a treacherous or disgusting person. She also has a clear heart, but she is overwhelmed by jealousy.
"Taijun, Qian, Qianrong is already a mother. I, I want to protect my flesh and blood - Taijun, don't do this -" Ding Qianrong squeezed the old Taijun's hand tightly, and the severe pain made her almost faint.
Her hair was as white as snow, like a white lotus that is about to fade away. Her tearful eyes were filled with sadness and unwillingness. Qi Se said resolutely: "Tai, Taijun, Qianrong, please, don't, don't take away my last right."
,Ah——I must give birth to him, ah——”
All my strength was exhausted, and all my hope was poured into this sad and unrepentant cry.
That sound was like a sharp sword piercing the hearts of everyone present.
For an instant, everything seemed to be at a standstill, and everyone's heart was hanging in the air.
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There is one more update! I have heatstroke and fever, and my balls are already flat. Dear friends, use your gold medals to beg me, oh, ah!