Chapter 66 - Heart Injury (1/2)

After a night of her heart dying like ashes, it was already afternoon when An Jinxiu woke up from her slumber. The Emperor Shizong had already returned to the palace early in the morning, but had only left Eunuch Xie to wait upon her.

Knowing that the death of her biological mother had come from the mouth of a young eunuch serving tea, An Jinxiu could no longer bear the repeated grievous news. This coma not only injured her temple when she fell to the ground, but also left with her mother.

The two imperial physicians, Yuan and Rong, didn't dare let An Jinxiu die just like that. If this woman died, the Emperor wouldn't spare them. Under the circumstance of not waking An Jin up, Rong Shuang used the Art of Burning on An Jin. When An Jin woke up, her arms had already been burned red.

The two imperial physicians didn't dare speak to An Jinxiu, but it wasn't good for them to leave either. They stood by the bedside, waiting.

When Eunuch Xie came over, she put down the bed cover for An Jinxiu. While persuading her, she said, ”Madam, people cannot be revived. You'd better open up a little and grieve while you're at it.”

An Jinxiu looked at Eunuch Xie. Her watery eyes masked all of her emotions. Even the imperial physician didn't dare speak to her, so how could that young eunuch speak to her? He must have been ordered by this chief eunuch. This eunuch wanted her to die. He wanted her to die from the pain in her heart.

Eunuch Xie looked at An Jinxiu lying on her side with her back facing him. He felt that he had brought a great deal of trouble upon himself. Seeing An Jin's teary eyes and delicate and pitiful appearance, Eunuch Xie felt that this Grand Preceptor's concubine daughter was nothing to be afraid of.

She only had a good appearance, and there were plenty of women like her in the palace. Eunuch Xie suddenly felt reassured. Even if this woman received HisMajesty affections, she wouldn't be a match for the queen and concubines in the palace after entering the harem. She wouldn't be able to live for long.

Her mother had actually committed suicide. Had Aunt Xiu done it after learning of Aj Jin”death”? An Jinxiu silently cried while lying on the bed, thinking about the death of her mother. Under the pain of despair, she was still able to consider the matters around her. This was something that the scheming An JinXiu of his previous life could do. Now that her wish to live together with Shangguan Yong had been shattered, the revenge she wanted to take, even she herself could not feel it, and she returned to being the woman from her previous life who had helped Bai Chengze become the emperor.

It couldn't be because of the news of her death. Even if she died, her mother would still have An Yuanzhi as her son. How could her mother be willing to let An Yuanzhi live alone in this world? An Jin quickly calculated all sorts of possibilities in her mind. In the end, she recalled the scene from last night in this guest room. Her mother's hair was in disarray and her clothes were messy. Although she couldn't see much when she walked, An Jin had bitten her lips.

As the blood flowed down her throat, a sweet and fishy taste filled her throat. Yesterday, it wasn't that nothing had happened here, but that her mother had taken everything for her. Damn it, these people deserve to die! Hatred made An Jinxiu's entire body feel as if it was being roasted by flames, wanting to burn her to ashes. Even if Bai Chengze had abandoned her in his previous life, she had never felt such resentment like today.

The smell of blood in her mouth was getting stronger and stronger. Just as she was about to lose consciousness again, An Jinxiu dug her fingers into the bed sheet and told herself, ”She can't die yet. If she dies, all her family members will die in vain!” She still needed to protect Shangguan Yong's life, so she could not die. Even if she did not seek revenge, for Shangguan Yong's sake, she could not die.

”Madam!” There was no response from the bed for a long time, causing the two Imperial Physician Xiang and Rong, who were guarding the bed, to a non-stop worrying. After hearing the news of her own mother's death, this little girl nearly fainted and fell asleep. How come there was no sound at all?

Imperial Physician Rong lifted a corner of the bed curtain and stuck his head out. Before he could clearly see what An Jin looked like, Imperial Physician Rong could already smell the scent of blood. ”Madam, are you hurt somewhere?” Rong asked hurriedly.

He lifted the two fingernails, causing the two imperial physicians to feel the pinch, but An Jin herself had no reaction.

”Madam, I'll help you bandage them.” He held a pair of tweezers in his hand, wanting to pull off two pieces of fingernails, but facing the teary face of An Jinxiu, he couldn't bring himself to do such a cruel thing.

These two imperial physicians were specially employed by the Emperor. It was useful to him to form a good relationship with them, so after she determined the value of the two imperial physicians, An Jinxiu spoke up weakly to the two imperial physicians, ”My lords, I'm feeling very sad right now, I can't feel any pain at all.”

Imperial Physician Rong, ”The pain of fingernails being pulled out is one of the tortures in the Ministry of Justice. Please bear with it, Madam.”

Imperial Physician Yuan took a clean handkerchief and folded it a few times before letting An Jin bite into it.

The fingers were linked to own heart. The pain of pulling off the nails was a heart-wrenching pain, but at most, An Jin's face was even paler. Besides that, there really wasn't any other reaction.

Imperial Physician Rong who was standing at the side sighed. Looking at An Jin's appearance, even though she was beautiful, she didn't seem like a happy woman. It was unknown if it was luck or misfortune that a girl like this had fallen into the hands of the Emperor Shizong.

As soon as Imperial Physician Yuan finished treating An Jin's wounds, the Emperor arrived.

By now, the Emperor had learned that Ah Jin's mother had committed suicide last night. It hadn't occurred to him that Aunt Xiu would know about his relationship with An Jin.

The Emperor thought it was just that Grand Preceptor An had done it just in case. Although Aunt Xiu was An Jin's biological mother, the Emperor couldn't find any sympathy for the Grand Preceptor's concubine, whom he had never met before. The idea of loving one's home had never existed in this world before.

After listening to the two imperial physicians, Yuan and Rong, explained the illness of An Jin, the Emperor

ShiZong ordered the guests in the guest room to withdraw and sat down beside the bed.

”Your Majesty.” This time, when he saw An Jinxiu, she didn't shed a single tear. Her eyes were filled with grief, giving the Emperor a feeling that they had nothing to live for.

”I've heard about your mother's matter,” Emperor Shizong said as he held An Jinxiu in his arms. He lifted her left arm and pushed up her sleeve, causing a large patch of burn marks to appear in front of her eyes, ”I know you're sad, but just treat it for me. Don't hurt your body anymore,” he told her.

An Jinxiu sneered in her heart. Since she was already dead, what was the use of having such a glorious funeral? Furthermore, how glorious would it be for Grand preceptor's concubine, or even a concubine who would commit suicide in the mansion, as a funeral? Her mother couldn't even enter the An clan's ancestral tomb, so how could she talk about treating her mother unfairly?