Chu Qianli ground the heart-protecting pill into powder, steeped it in water, and with great difficulty managed to feed Feng Dingchu a little more than half a pill. The rest he spat out.
She stayed by his side for the rest of the night.
As dawn approached, Feng Dingchu still hadn't woken up, but his cracked and pale lips were slightly parting and closing.
This time, Chu Qianli finally heard clearly what he was saying:
"I am also... your son, I... was also born by you..."
"I am also... your son..."
After that, he just kept repeating this sentence: I am also your son.
Chu Qianli inexplicably felt like crying. She couldn't help but hold his hand, only to find that his hand was trembling.
It was truly the Empress Dowager!
Why was it the Empress Dowager!
The Empress Dowager was his own mother!
If the Empress Dowager, on her deathbed, still insisted on killing the son who had finally returned to see her, how resolute must her desire to kill him be?
Why would she hurt her own son like this?
"A Chu, forget her, forget all these things, can you? A Chu, you can start anew."
She really couldn't help but cry.
Anyone who heard such a story would be heartbroken to tears.
To be repeatedly killed by one's own mother, killed again and again, who wouldn't despair?
But why was this happening?
He was so good, so kind, so open-minded, he was even the God of War of our Northern Underworld Kingdom. He had so many glorious achievements.
He was a prince beloved by the people!
Could it be that the Empress Dowager feared his return, fearing he would contend for the throne with his imperial brother?
But Feng Dingchu didn't seem like someone who clung to power.
Moreover, he was alone, had been away from the court for so many years, and had no influence left.
Even if he wanted to seize the throne, he wouldn't have the ability.
Why was the Empress Dowager still unwilling to let him go?
This was the first person Chu Qianli had seen since coming to this era that made her want to cry.
He was truly too pitiful.
"A Chu, let's forget her, okay? From now on, you'll just be Wuchenzi, an immortal hermit. You are not a member of the royal family."
"Forget her, forget all the struggles of the royal family, forget all of this, leave the imperial city, and be an immortal hermit again, okay?"
"Live, and there will be hope. In this world, there will still be many people who genuinely care for you. You are not alone!"
"Live, okay?"
... Dawn broke.
Feng Dingchu still hadn't woken up.
But the blood trickling from the corner of his lips had finally stopped.
After dawn, Long Xinghe came.
Chu Qianli met her outside and did not let her in.
"How is Wuya now?" Long Xinghe asked anxiously.
The Empress Dowager had passed away, she knew that Wuya and the Empress Dowager had always had a good relationship.
She wondered if he was very sad now.
"With so many people accompanying him, he will be fine."
Suddenly, Chu Qianli's heart ached even more.
Feng Wuya and Feng Dingchu had some similarities in temperament.
But although Wuya was weak, he had countless people who cared for him and worried about him.
Feng Dingchu... had nothing.
The more she thought about it, the more pitiful he seemed.
"Senior Sister..."
"Hmm?" She called her Senior Sister? That was rare.
Chu Qianli looked at her, her gaze somewhat desolate, "Senior Sister, after I died, how did you endure it alone?"
Long Xinghe was stunned, and a flicker of darkness crossed her eyes.
Those days were worse than death.
"After I went back to report, I originally intended to find you."
Chu Qianli's heart was suddenly shaken.
To find her meant to die with her!
Suddenly, the past grievances and affections were completely let go in her heart.
"But, the boss said we in the Wolf Domain still had spies, and they had to be found. My life was still useful."
This statement made Chu Qianli's eyes light up.
"I've figured out a way to save him!"