The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 175, The Birth of the Little Prince (Part 2)

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Once the closest of husband and wife, they are now a high-ranking imperial concubine and a prisoner. Duanmu Yun doesn't say it, and Mingruo doesn't say it either, but they both have their own thoughts in their hearts.
Emperor Xuli sat on the edge of the bed. Duanmu Yun was dressed in a dirty white prison uniform, his black hair disheveled, but his dark eyes still shone brightly, as if no matter what blows he had suffered, they would not be extinguished. His left hand was clenched into a fist, while his right sleeve was empty. When he saw Emperor Xuli, he did not bow or kneel, but simply said, "Your Majesty," and then said nothing more.
Emperor Xuli had no mind to pay attention to him. He simply held Mingruo's hand and wouldn't let go, constantly whispering in her ear, "Duanmu Yun has arrived. You mustn't just fall asleep like this, or countless people will be buried with you."
Mingruo gave a pale smile, finding it utterly unbelievable herself. The child had come at the worst possible time, giving her no time to even catch her breath and think. She grasped one of Emperor Xuli's fingers and said softly, "Father, please go out first... may I speak with Duanmu Yun for a while?" Her purple eyes glistened with tears, as if pleading.
He was naturally unwilling, but at this moment, he wanted to fulfill her wish even more. So Emperor Xu Li rose, gently kissed Ming Ruo's forehead, flicked his sleeves, and walked out. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say, "I'll only give you half a quarter of an hour."
These words were certainly not directed at Mingruo. Duanmu Yun watched Emperor Xuli leave and slowly walked forward. His feet were shackled with heavy chains, which made a constant rustling sound as he walked.
Mingruo opened her eyes, asking wearily, "...How did you become like this?"
"It's alright, you won't die." He answered gently as always, his only remaining hand slowly stroking Mingruo's face, saying, "You've also become quite haggard."
"Being confined in the deep palace, it's inevitable to feel a bit desolate." Mingruo closed her eyes, the pain in her lower body becoming increasingly intense, so painful that she lost consciousness and almost fainted.
“Yun Lang…”
A single cry of "Yun Lang" evoked countless painful memories. Duanmu Yun abruptly lowered his head, tears welling in his eyes. Who could have imagined that this once devoted couple would come to this?
"I am here."
“You…” Mingruo tried to open her eyes wide, trying to shake off the intense sleepiness, “Go away… go far away and never come back…” Her starry eyes turned to look at Eunuch An, who was attending her.
"Go with Eunuch An and those who came to rescue you... Don't ever come to see me again in this life..." If she were to live for another ten or twenty years, she truly would not want to see him again.
"Even if I die, I would rather die by your side." Duanmu Yun lowered his face and rubbed against Mingruo. He was an extremely upright man, and now seeing his beloved in such a weak and feeble state, how could he not be heartbroken?
"We were not destined to be husband and wife in this life, but I only wish to meet again in the underworld after death."
Mingruo smiled, wanting to shake her head, but she lacked the strength: "So many people in this world want to live, yet you think of dying. In this life, if one can live, it is naturally better than dying. Go with Eunuch An, and don't worry about me anymore in this life... I will repay all your kindness in the next life..." Her small hand trembled as she raised it, brushing across Duanmu Yun's face, then grasping his empty right sleeve. Her smile was faint, and she looked remarkably like Emperor Xuli.
Duanmu Yun grasped her small hand in return: "I won't leave."
Mingruo gasped for breath, her pain intensifying. Her speech, already fragmented, was now completely cut off. Her body felt like it was being torn apart, her pelvis feeling incredibly compressed, her bones creaking and howling in protest, as if they would shatter into a million pieces at any moment.
“Go, go…” She shook her head, and with a sudden burst of strength, she pushed Duanmu Yun away.
"Go!" If he doesn't leave, she will have one more thing to worry about in this world, and even if she dies, she won't have the face to go to the underworld.
"General, don't you understand?" Eunuch An stepped forward and grabbed Duanmu Yun, preventing him from getting any closer to Mingruo.
"If you truly wish Her Majesty well, then listen to her and come out with this servant, instead of staying in the prison to wait for death with this guilty conscience!"
"Go, go..." Mingruo didn't want to look at him anymore. She just kept waving her hands weakly, her face turned towards the bed, and only a faint groan of despair from the pain of childbirth remained.
Duanmu Yun stood there, stunned, his left fist clenched tighter and tighter until his nails dug deep into his palm, yet he felt no pain. Eunuch An led him out of the palace, brushing past Emperor Xuli. The man who had stolen his wife and broken his arm didn't even glance at him, as if he were as docile as a lamb, incapable of causing any further disturbance.
He silently followed Eunuch An out, only taking one last look at the corner.
Mingruo felt excruciating pain; in her eighteen years of life, she had never experienced such pain. She gripped the sheets tightly with both hands and twisted them violently. Xu Lidi sat by the bedside, constantly wiping the sweat from her forehead, his heart aching for her, yet unable to help her in any way.
"Ruo'er, Ruo'er?" Long, slender fingers brushed away the sweat-dampened hair from Mingruo's cheek, soothing her gently, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt—"
"It hurts—it hurts—" Her small hands trembled as she gripped his wrist. Mingruo's lips had turned as white as snow. She looked at Xuli Emperor in a daze, his face reflected in her eyes, but her pupils were unfocused and empty.
"Father... Ruo'er is in so much pain... Please don't give birth anymore, okay? Ruo'er doesn't want the child..." It hurts so much, it feels like my whole body is being torn in two. Why hasn't the child been born yet? Why?! How long will this pain last?
"Okay, let's not have any more children. Once the baby is born, we'll just throw him away—"
"No!" The protective little beauty immediately widened her eyes: "No way!"
"Okay, okay, whatever Ruo'er says goes. Don't talk, don't talk, okay?" He kissed her little hand tenderly.
"My dear Ruo'er..."
Unable to bear the pain, Mingruo bit her lower lip hard to prevent herself from losing consciousness. Seeing blood seeping from her lips, Emperor Xuli immediately grabbed her chin, forcing her mouth open, and then placed his hand near her lips. Mingruo, unconscious from the pain, bit down hard, and blood quickly gushed from Emperor Xuli's hand. Seeing this, Eunuch An cried out in alarm and hurriedly retrieved a cork from the imperial physician to put in Mingruo's mouth, but she held on tightly, refusing to let go, and continued to sob and cry.
"Go away, there's no need." Emperor Xu Li waved her away, seemingly feeling no pain at all. The blood that flowed out was nothing compared to her pain.
Eunuch An stammered and stepped aside, unable to bear looking at Emperor Xu Li's wrist, which was bitten and was now a bloody mess. Ming Ruo tasted the rust in her mouth, and her mind suddenly cleared. She abruptly released her mouth, pushing Emperor Xu Li away with her small hands, not letting him come any closer. Eunuch An immediately rushed forward and put the cork in Ming Ruo's mouth before she allowed Emperor Xu Li to approach.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, push harder! The little prince is about to come out!"
Mingruo was about to lose it. She groaned weakly. Xu Lidi held her hand, looked at her pale face, and felt so much pain in his heart that he could hardly breathe.
It hurts so much... Why does it hurt so much?!
"He's out! He's out! Your Majesty, just a little more effort and the little prince will be out!"
The shouts of the imperial physicians sounded distant to Mingruo, but she still exerted all her strength. Suddenly, her body felt light, as if something had slipped out of her body, and the pain disappeared in an instant. Mingruo closed her eyes, panting heavily, and fainted before she could even take a look at her child. Before losing consciousness, the only thing she remembered was Emperor Xuli's terrified cries.

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