Chapter 158 To love once, even death would be without regret

Chapter 158 To love once, even death would be without regret

As his breathing became heavier, Shen Nanzi guessed what he was about to do.

"Don't come near me!"

She was filled with resistance, thinking about his actions that made her lower her guard and feign reconciliation, all for Xue Qingning's sake.

Now that he has harmed her to this extent, it is impossible not to hate him.

Xie Yan hesitated for a moment, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions, the only one that could be read was fervor.

A moment later, he pulled her even tighter into his arms, and she was completely enveloped in his heat.

Her struggles were as insignificant as dust in the face of his strength.

His lips landed forcefully on her forehead, burning her eyes until they turned red.

His kiss was tinged with tenderness and an irrepressible craving.

As we journeyed down the road, amidst the twists and turns, a deep sense of possession and reluctance to part was palpable.

Finally, it settled between her lips and teeth, becoming rampant and unrestrained.

Shen Nanzi felt a cool sensation on her shoulder, and was horrified. She struggled violently.

"Xie Yan, let me go!"

The thought of her leaving him kept him from finding peace.

"So what if I don't let go?" A passionate kiss descended inch by inch.

Shen Nanzi's body trembled. "Xie Yan, if Xue Qingning finds out about you..."

"Shut up!" He left her and kissed her lips again, silencing her.

His hands held her neck firmly, pried open her teeth, and began to invade her further.

Her anger only fueled his lust, leading to an uncontrollable possessiveness.

Shen Nanzi was so overpowered that she was powerless to resist, and only tears streamed down her face.

"Don't cry, okay?" he said, his voice choked with emotion, as he kissed away her tears.

She closed her eyes, turned her face away, and weakly pushed against his body, letting her tears fall.

His tears also fell on her, burning her and making her tremble slightly.

This time, unlike any other time, this time, he forced himself on her!

They always seemed to be at odds, and even their marital relationship was never truly harmonious.

Her hatred left him at a loss.

Even though he knew she had someone else in her heart, he shamelessly forced himself to be intimate with her.

He was also afraid, afraid that they would never see each other again.

Let him love just once, just this once, and he will die without regrets.

Her tears were like a knife piercing his heart, even though he was the one forcing her.

Conversely, isn't she also using the sharpest sword to deeply wound him?

But he, on the contrary, relished it and was so addicted that he couldn't control himself.

He became entangled with her again and again.

The journey, which should have taken an incense stick's time, took a long time, until dawn was breaking.

When he had taken enough, he breathed heavily as he gently gathered her dress and pressed his forehead against hers.

"Wait for me, just a few more days, and I will tell you everything."

Whether he is still alive or not, he will tell her everything about himself.

Shen Nanzi's body was completely broken, and she used all her strength to leave him.

Standing in the carriage, she lowered her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Xie Yan, you are disgusting!"

Xie Yan felt a sharp pain in his chest, so intense that his eyes stung and a sour feeling welled up in his eyes, as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart.

There wasn't even a word of rebuttal.

He could only watch as she stepped off the carriage, her back view desolate, her steps heavy, carrying a mix of reluctance and tragic grandeur, slowly walking into the Prince Jing's residence.

Xie Yan, speaking solemnly through the carriage curtain, said to Wu Ying, "Have someone guard her and do not let her leave the Jing Prince's residence."

"Yes." Wuying jumped off the carriage to carry out the order.

Xie Yan looked at the sky outside through the carriage curtain and said to the coachman, "To the palace!"

The sound of horses' hooves rang out, and the wheels rolled over the bluestone slabs, heading towards the palace.

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Xie Yu remained unconscious, and the imperial physicians were helpless.

On the morning of the third day, the Emperor lost interest in the autumn hunt and returned to Luoyang with the Sixth Prince.

Even twenty imperial physicians who came did not dare to easily remove the arrow from his waist.

The atmosphere in the palace instantly turned somber, as if it had returned to four years ago when the Second Prince's body was brought back to the palace.

The Emperor smashed everything he could find around him and ordered the imperial physicians to save Xie Yu at all costs, or else they would all have to die to atone for their sins.

The imperial physician trembled with fear and had no choice but to risk pulling out the arrow.

Before removing the arrow, a royal physician suggested, "Your Majesty, Consort Wei, after removing the arrow, have the Sixth Prince's closest person call out to him in his ear."

"Your Highness must not remain unconscious. We must wake him up to give him a better chance of survival."

Despite the physical pain, the emperor angrily berated the imperial physician, saying, "Absurd! He uses useless methods; he's a quack."

"I spend so much money to support you, yet I can't cure my illness, and there's nothing I can do about Yu'er's illness. You bunch of good-for-nothings."

"Your Majesty, this is psychological therapy. When a patient has something on their mind, their willpower will increase, and the chances of recovery will also improve," the imperial physician explained at great risk.

Distracted, Consort Wei suddenly spoke up, "Your Majesty, let it be as they say."

The emperor's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and even his anger was accompanied by pain. He waved his hand helplessly in resignation.

The voice was no longer violent as before, but sounded like that of an old father forced to compromise: "Go quickly and save my sixth son!"

The imperial physicians were already prepared; the emperor's command could not be disobeyed, and they immediately went to the bedside to treat the patient.

Consort Wei pondered blankly for a while, then suddenly stood up and knelt before the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have a request, please grant me."

Consort Wei did not use the word "request," but directly asked the emperor for permission.

The Emperor was in no mood for further discussion; his voice was grave: "Speak!"

"Your Majesty, I must go and invite Princess Jing here!"

The Emperor looked up and instantly understood Consort Wei's intention, his eyes filled with hesitation and dissatisfaction.

"What kind of talk is that?"

Consort Wei grew anxious, her voice hoarse, "Which is more important, Yu'er's life or those restrictive rules?"

Consort Wei knelt and crawled a few steps, pleading, "Your Majesty, as long as Yu'er can live, I will agree to marry her."

The Emperor slapped her across the cheek. "What nonsense are you spouting? She is the Princess Consort of Jing!"

"So what?" Consort Wei protested desperately, "Your Majesty, that is my son with you, the son I raised for twenty-five years!"

The emperor's eyes flickered as he glanced at the bed, then he slapped his knees and rose heavily.

"I am in unbearable pain, help me to take my medicine!"

The palace servants immediately stepped forward to help the emperor.

As soon as the Emperor left, Consort Wei knelt on the ground.

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Shen Nanzi was trapped in the Jingwang Mansion, and no news from the outside world could get in.

She could only make a few preparations and think of various solutions.

When Consort Wei's summons arrived, it was already noon.

Shen Nanzi's heart skipped a beat. Suppressing her worry, she gave some instructions to the people in the room, and then followed the person who came out of the Jingwang Mansion and went to the palace.

Xie Yan learned of Shen Nanzi's entry into the palace the moment she left the house.

Shen Nanzi was brought into the palace quietly, taking a secluded path to avoid being noticed.

The road was lined with Consort Wei's people.

Her entry into the palace was known to no one except Xie Yan.

When Shen Nanzi arrived at Xie Yu's palace, the arrows at Xie Yu's waist had already been removed.

All the imperial physicians left, leaving only Consort Wei and her in the room.

Shen Nanzi only glanced at him briefly before looking away, not daring to look at him any longer.

He slept there silently, in a way she had never seen before.

"The imperial physician said that someone he cares about should stay by his bedside and call out to him," Consort Wei said, her words carrying no sincerity.

"I have always been reluctant to admit that he cares about you, but now he is on the verge of death."

"He saved you, so as a way of repaying him, help me keep him alive!"