After the prince was reborn, he forced me to marry him and took me into the East Palace

But the memory faded, and all that remained in Nan Yuan's eyes was the sword at Nan Jiamu's heart and the blood all over the ground.

It was her, she was the one who killed her brother with her own hands.

Why did she bring the troops back?

Why did she bring the troops back to help Gu Jingheng?

If she hadn't brought the troops back, her brother would not have died.

Nan Yuan hugged Nan Jiamu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and cried out, "Brother, brother, wake up..."

"Live...live on."

As soon as Nan Jiamu opened his mouth, countless blood flowed down, and he couldn't stop it.

The fear in Gu Jingheng's heart spread bit by bit.

His hands were shaking as he clenched his sword and walked towards Nan Yuan: "A Yuan..."

He didn't intend to kill Nan Jiamu, he really didn't intend to, it was Nan Jiamu who bumped into him.

Nan Yuan was heartbroken, "Okay, I promise you, I promise you... I will live..."

"Brother, brother, wait for me. I will go... find a doctor for you."

Nan Yuan wanted to get up, but found that her whole body was in pain, especially her abdomen, which felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Blood flowed down Nan Yuan's legs.

"A Yuan!"

Gu Jingheng stepped forward and supported Nan Yuan. Nan Yuan was trembling all over. He saw that her lower body was covered in blood.

"Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician!" Gu Jingheng shouted loudly, his pupils glowing green.

At this time, *** suddenly became excited, pointed at Gu Jingheng, and shouted: "Look, look, his eyes are green. Where can we Dayong people have green eyes?"

"He is not of royal blood at all. Only I, only I, have the legitimate royal blood and am qualified to inherit the throne!"

Gu Jingheng didn't listen to her at all and ran out while holding Nan Yuan.

***

Gu Jingheng temporarily found an abandoned palace to deliver Nan Yuan's baby, but the female doctor and midwife specially arranged for Nan Yuan were not there, so he could only temporarily find an imperial physician and an experienced old nanny.

He was stopped outside, and bursts of miserable cries were heard from inside the hall.

Nan Yuan had just entered, but he felt the time was extremely long.

Gu Jingheng was fidgeting, his eyes red, staring at the entrance of the hall, his fingers clenched tightly.

The rebellion was suppressed at dusk, but the child had not yet been born and Nan Yuan's voice could hardly be heard.

Gu Jingheng stood there, feeling extremely anxious.

Basins of blood were brought out. Gu Jingheng wanted to go in, but he was afraid that Nan Yuan would see him and get angry, which would be even more dangerous.

"You are the crown prince, what do you look like now?" The emperor and the queen also rushed over. The emperor became furious when he saw Gu Jingheng's current appearance.

The prince he had raised since childhood had to remain calm even when faced with a catastrophe. He had done a good job in the past, but recently he had been increasingly disappointed.

"Speak less," the queen said to the emperor.

This was the first time she saw her Heng'er like this. The child was already so anxious, and she was still asking him what he was doing?

The emperor finally listened to the queen, so he endured it and didn't say anything.

"Mother, please help me... help me take care of A Yuan. Nothing must happen to A Yuan." Gu Jingheng grabbed the queen's hand, his eyes filled with panic.

The queen was also very anxious, but she was still calm. She patted Gu Jingheng and said, "Don't panic, mother will go and take a look."

But before the queen could go in, the old maid who delivered Nan Yuan came out with blood on her hands, full of panic: "It's a premature birth and a difficult birth. The lady has no strength left. If it continues like this, I'm afraid there will be two deaths."

Hearing this, all the strength in Gu Jingheng's body was instantly drained away.

"Can't the child be saved?" The emperor glanced at Gu Jingheng, then looked at the old nanny and asked.

"This..." The old nanny was in a dilemma. It was possible to save the child, but she had to cut open the belly and take the child out. But in that case, the adult would definitely die.

Gu Jingheng naturally knew what they meant. His eyes suddenly turned red and he reached out to push the emperor: "Get out, all of you get out!"

He turned around and looked at the old lady: "You have to save the adults and the children. If you can't save them, you will all be buried with me."

Without Nan Yuan, everything is meaningless.

But if the child was gone, Nan Yuan would definitely not continue to accompany him.

So both have to be kept.

"You have to keep them all. Do you understand?" Gu Jingheng roared, scaring the old lady so much that she trembled.

Gu Jingheng wiped his ferocious face with a shaking hand, and said as calmly as possible: "Tell me what you need, and both adults and children must be saved. If they are saved, you have made an indelible contribution. I will ensure that your whole family will rise to prominence. Do you understand?"

The old lady nodded and said, "If there is some aged Ganoderma lucidum or old ginseng, let the woman hold it in her mouth to help her breathe, maybe both the mother and the baby can be saved."

"Ganoderma lucidum?" Gu Jingheng frowned.

He had prepared a lot for Nan Yuan in advance, but those things either went to the White Horse Temple with Nan Yuan or were left in the Prince's Mansion. If he asked someone to go back and get them now, it would probably be too late.

In the palace, there is only the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum kept by the emperor.

"Someone, go get it!"

But the people around didn't dare to move.

Everyone knows that the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was left by the emperor to prolong his life. Who would be so blind as to dare to gamble with this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum on that last glimmer of hope?

The emperor stood aside without saying a word.

Gu Jingheng sneered and pulled out the knife from the guard next to him.

"What? You want to kill your father?" the emperor asked coldly.

Gu Jingheng stared at the emperor with gloomy eyes.

"Heng'er, let's talk nicely. Put down the knife first." The queen stood in front of the emperor and persuaded him.

Gu Jingheng did not point the knife at the emperor, but instead put the knife on his own neck and said, "If I don't see the ten thousand year old Ganoderma lucidum in one stick of incense, you can spend another twenty years to cultivate the next puppet."

Gu Jingheng stared at the emperor. The blade had already cut the skin on his neck, and blood was seeping out.

The queen exclaimed, more anxious than before: "Heng'er, don't be impulsive! Put down the knife, put it down first!"

Gu Jingheng ignored him and the blade moved three points further than before.