Chapter 159 Shen Nanzi Will Not Regret It

Chapter 159 Shen Nanzi Will Not Regret It

He cares about her!

Shen Nanzi felt a sudden pain in her chest, her eyes were instantly filled with warmth, and her breathing became rapid.

He really cares about her!

How is that possible??

She's been married to Xie Yan for nine years, she's not a little girl anymore.

She's such a terrible person, sometimes she even hates herself.

What merit do I possess to deserve his favor!

Seeing Shen Nanzi standing there in a daze, Consort Wei worried that she was unwilling.

She pleaded, "Princess Jing, the reason he is reluctant to get married is because he has you in his heart."

"Even the struggle for the supreme position is because of you."

"Please help me out of his deep affection for you."

"The imperial physician said that if he continues to be in a coma, he really won't wake up."

Consort Wei spoke quickly and urgently, as if afraid that she would refuse.

How could Shen Nanzi not save him? Even though her brother was in prison, her sister-in-law was still waiting for her.

Xie Yu was in imminent danger; how could she stand idly by?

However, she still looked at Consort Wei, knelt down on both knees, and said, "Please, Your Highness, go to the Emperor and plead for mercy, asking him to spare my brother."

"I am not trying to coerce you, but you are my only family. I have no other request but to spare your life."

Consort Wei stayed by Xie Yu's side and had no idea what was happening outside.

Now, as long as Shen Nanzi is willing to stay, she will go even if it means going through fire and water.

"It's just a life. I'll risk my old life to save Princess Jing."

Shen Nanzi's brows relaxed slightly, and she kowtowed to Consort Wei, "Your subject will do everything in her power to accompany your sixth brother."

“You can use anyone outside; they will keep quiet about anything.”

Consort Wei was going to plead for Shen Minghan, so she naturally had to give instructions first.

Shen Nanzi nodded.

Consort Wei glanced at Xie Yu on the bed and left the room.

The moment the door closed, Shen Nanzi's gaze also turned to Xie Yu.

Consort Wei's words were still echoing in my ears.

He cares about her!

He didn't get married because of her, and he also seized the throne because of her!

Shen Nanzi walked slowly to the bedside and slumped down on the footstool.

His face was completely bloodless, his lips were blue, and his breath was weak, as if he were on the verge of death.

His hand was right in front of her, as white as his face, almost blindingly so.

She thought of how he smiled at her even as the arrow pierced his flesh.

"Xie Yu, are you really doing this for me to seize the throne?"

The thought of this possibility made Shen Nanzi's heart tremble.

"How could this be? I thought you had figured things out."

"I'm sorry, it turns out I'm the one who dragged you into this abyss."

"How could I be so careless? I knew perfectly well that you had no intention of seizing the throne."

“You clearly disdain all that deceit and treachery; you could have lived freely, living indifferently.”

Shen Nanzi's tears fell, "When you act like this, I feel like a sinner."

Tears streamed down his face, dripping onto the back of his hand.

The little finger twitched unintentionally.

"Are you awake? We haven't been to the flower and bird shed in so long, and we wonder how the child you picked up is doing?"

“My brother was arrested, and you are unconscious. My world has changed. Without you, I am like a useless piece of trash.”

"Xie Yu." Shen Nanzi had never felt so powerless, and she spoke incoherently about the current situation.

My fingers accidentally touched his fingers, and I was startled by the coolness.

Shen Nanzi felt flustered and pressed the back of his hand against her palm. The warmth of his hand against hers was icy cold, which made her tremble with fear.

"Why is it so cold?" Shen Nanzi held his hand and touched his forehead with her other hand.

The coolness on her forehead instantly drained all color from Shen Nanzi's face, leaving her with only one thought.

Xie Yu is gone!

No normal person would feel this icy touch. Shen Nanzi panicked and tried to get up to call the imperial physician.

But her sleeve was pulled.

She turned around in surprise and looked at Xie Yu's hand.

He tugged at her sleeve, as if afraid she would leave, and pulled it in a little further.

Shen Nanzi's fear turned into surprise.

"Xie Yu, are you alright?"

His eyes were closed, and his voice was weak, almost a murmur, "So cold."

Shen Nanzi's heart was pounding, and she touched his cheek without caring about the coldness.

I touched my neck again; it was cold.

"I'll go and fetch the imperial physician to see what's wrong?"

Xie Yu groggily hummed in response, but his fingers were still tightly gripping her sleeve.

Seeing his persistence, Shen Nanzi turned back.

He shouted towards the door, "Go and call the imperial physician."

"Yes," the palace servant outside replied.

Shen Nanzi sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand in her own, "I won't leave, I'll wait for you to get better."

Holding his hand, I rubbed my fingertips against his cold fingers, as if trying to hold him tightly.

He gently withdrew his hand, his eyes still closed, and murmured indistinctly, "No, get out of here."

Shen Nanzi understood that his refusal stemmed from his concern that she would face difficulties if she went out.

With red eyes, Shen Nanzi released him and stood aside, waiting for the imperial physician to arrive.

Although it seems like she's wasting her time, how can there be any question of innocence between her and Xie Yu, who are alone together in a room?

Shen Nanzi did not dodge, but remained standing guard to the side.

The imperial physician entered the room and examined the patient carefully.

Then, with a serious expression, he said to Shen Nanzi, "Princess Jing, there are three possibilities regarding the Sixth Prince's cold body."

"One possibility is excessive blood loss, another is wound ulceration, and yet another is severe pain."

"Which one do you think it is?" Although Shen Nanzi didn't know much about medicine, she knew that either one could be fatal to him.

"The Sixth Prince has four wounds, it's hard to say," the imperial physician said, also in a dilemma.

"What can we do? Can we make a fire to warm him up?" Shen Nanzi thought about how cold he must be and how uncomfortable he must be.

The imperial physician said, "If it were winter, it would be permissible to light a fire. But now it is early autumn, and lighting a fire would cause the temperature to rise, making it difficult for the wound to heal and increasing the risk of the wound becoming malignant."

"I'll start shaking again, that's the hardest part, if I can't get through it..."

The imperial physician realized he had broken his promise and quickly corrected himself, saying, "The Sixth Prince is a lucky man and will surely pull through."

Shen Nanzi's heart skipped a beat, her fingers clenched together, and fear welled up inside her.

She dared not think too much and watched the imperial physician leave.

The door to the room was closed again, and the room fell silent instantly.

Shen Nanzi walked to the bedside and looked at Xie Yu. His lips were turning increasingly bluish, and his eyelids were trembling slightly.

She was so white she seemed almost transparent, as if she could leave at any moment.

Shen Nanzi was overwhelmed with fear. She didn't want him to die, so she begged for a pardon for him, just so he could live.

He didn't die in the struggle, but he was injured while saving her.

Shen Nanzi took his hand in her hands; his fingers were clenched into fists because of the cold.

She breathed warm air on him, hoping to give him some warmth.

However, that little bit of warmth seemed too little, and his body continued to grow colder and colder.

His body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Shen Nanzi felt that he seemed to be getting further and further away from her, and she was confused.

It was so chaotic that I lost all sense of proportion; I was so desperate that all I wanted was to keep him.

He risked his life to save her, so what does her innocence matter?

Even if it all comes to nothing in the end, she has no regrets.

Shen Nanzi got up, put down the tent hook, and took off her clothes.