The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 44: Cannot Keep Ji Mingzhu

"Ah Zhen, why did you come in? Hurry and leave!"

Princess An He swiftly pulled the bed curtains, blocking Xie Yunzhen’s view.

Afraid that this would be another disruption.

Nothing was more important than ensuring the child’s safety.

She urged repeatedly, "Once the child is born, I’ll let you hold them. You should wait outside and change your clothes; a child’s skin is delicate and cannot tolerate dust."

Xie Yunzhen turned a deaf ear.

His gaze never fell on anyone else, so he did not notice Princess An He’s unnatural expression.

There was no sound from Ji Mingzhu in the birthing room.

Giving birth shouldn’t be like this.

She’s the mother; she should be crying out in pain and crying, not like now, completely silent.

Xie Yunzhen’s steps halted; even though he was so close, fear enveloped him.

The pain in his heart grew more pronounced, his hands clenched into fists, yet he couldn’t restrain the overwhelming anxiety.

He was only a few steps away from the bed; the curtains blocked his view, and he couldn’t see Ji Mingzhu’s face.

The doctors who were gathered around the bed finally dispersed, holding a small thing in their hands.

The bloody scene made Xie Yunzhen’s legs weak, nearly causing him to collapse.

He roared in anger, "What are you doing!"

"Did you take advantage of my absence to harm my wife!"

The doctor, trembling, held the small infant, "Young Master, you misunderstand; we are saving lives."

"Saving lives?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The man sneered, "By making my wife bleed, how is that saving lives!"

Xie Yunzhen was about to lose his mind; a bone-chilling fear surged up from his feet, digging into his marrow.

Giving birth shouldn’t be like this.

Why did they have to cut Ji Mingzhu’s flesh?

Doesn’t it hurt?

The man, usually indifferent, now had a ferocious expression, staring at the doctor like he was looking at a dead object.

"Why did you hurt her?"

Princess An He stopped Xie Yunzhen, "Don’t cause a scene, let the doctor check the child’s body."

Then she pushed him to the bedside, "If you want to see her, go ahead, I won’t stop you anymore."

Xie Yunzhen could no longer avoid it.

Standing by the bed, he pulled aside the half-covered curtains.

The gentle breeze carried away the silk cloth from Ji Mingzhu’s face, revealing her visage underneath.

Pale, ashen, with no sign of life.

Xie Yunzhen’s pupils involuntarily dilated, his eyes trembling, filled with fear and helplessness.

The person on the bed lay there silently, her eyes open, devoid of any light.

Her eyes did not move, her long eyelashes no longer fluttered, her face devoid of any emotion, like a lifeless porcelain doll.

Xie Yunzhen stared blankly, as if his soul had been extracted, standing motionless.

Earlier that night, he returned to the sleeping quarters, where Ji Mingzhu lay silently on the bed too.

However, her demeanor was completely different from now.

She was vibrant then.

She breathed.

She frowned...

Xie Yunzhen, accustomed to witnessing life and death on the battlefield, now felt the blade fall upon himself, trembling in pain.

Afraid to detect Ji Mingzhu’s breath, he hoarsely instructed, "Go and get Xi Yu, he’ll have a way."

Then he grasped Ji Mingzhu’s slender wrist.

Still warm.

Xie Yunzhen managed a smile more pained than tears.

She still has warmth.

She can still live!

With trembling hands, he pulled a thin blanket over Ji Mingzhu’s body; as long as she retains her warmth, she’ll be fine.

Meanwhile, he covered the glaring red.

As if doing so could erase the terrifying reality.

Firmly pressing the blanket down against Ji Mingzhu’s side, Xie Yunzhen shouted again.

"Go and get Xi Yu!"

"Hurry!"

The birthing room was in chaos, but everyone heard Xie Yunzhen’s heavy breathing.

Like a trapped beast making one last desperate struggle, with potential for explosive outbursts at any moment.

So helpless.

So pitiful.

Blood continued to seep from Ji Mingzhu’s body, quickly staining the freshly covered blanket with red marks.

The color stung Xie Yunzhen’s eyes, making them red, sore.

Even with eyes wide open and breathing deeply, he couldn’t suppress the urge to let tears flow.

Looking at Ji Mingzhu’s vacant expression, Xie Yunzhen eventually succumbed.

His backbone collapsed, his head resting against Ji Mingzhu’s hand.

His shoulders shook, with suppressed cries of sorrow escaping.

Xie Yunzhen tightly clenched Ji Mingzhu’s arm, not expecting this outcome from mere sulking.

If he hadn’t left the manor, or if he had returned earlier, wouldn’t Ji Mingzhu still be fine?

"What should I do?"

The wrist in his hand showed no sign of a pulse; Xie Yunzhen clearly realized he couldn’t keep Ji Mingzhu with him.

But he couldn’t let go, couldn’t accept any of it.

He could give up anything, wouldn’t avoid his feelings any longer, nor would he quarrel with Ji Mingzhu.

He would change all his shortcomings, but could Ji Mingzhu be returned to him?

Inside the room, those attending to Ji Mingzhu began to cry quietly too.

Princess An He, feeling unlucky, chased Gold and the others out.

Looking at Xie Yunzhen, the sadness now was only temporary; in a couple of years, he could marry again, and everything would improve.

Not comforting her son, she turned her attention to the grandson’s condition.

The child had been cut out, a boy, chubby and adorable.

Princess An He barely had time to be pleased before noticing the baby’s weak breathing, almost imperceptible.

Her heart skipped a beat, "But it was only a few days early, how did it come to this?"

The doctor, sweating anxiously, said, "The little one was suffocating too long, might... might not make it."

Princess An He’s eyes turned red, she yelled, "Regardless of the means, we must save his life."

The doctors called were all experts.

Sharing a look, "Commandery Princess, the little one’s body is too frail, forgive us, we are helpless."

Newborns easily face early death, even in the palace with skilled Imperial Physicians, similar events happen periodically.

Moreover, the Princely Heir’s wife was already exhausted; even if the child was born stillborn, it was expected.

Princess An He, extremely angry, wondered how all this effort could still fail to save her grandson’s life.

She cursed, "Carrying a big belly without behaving, not staying properly in the courtyard, running here and there!"

"Causing harm to herself and others, dying easily, leaving my grandson so tragically, a poor boy, not even opening his eyes before maybe losing his life!"

Xie Yunzhen’s eyes were red, as if about to bleed, clutching Ji Mingzhu’s hand tightly.

He knew his mother disliked Ji Mingzhu, making life difficult for her now and then.

But he hadn’t anticipated her blame even now.

"Mother, she’s gone."

Xie Yunzhen’s voice choked, still unable to accept this reality.

A living person, how suddenly could she lose her breath?

Princess An He sneered, "She brought it upon herself; if she were alive but unable to give birth, I would make her pay with her life!"