Five-year-pregnant concubine: the emperor's favor is too much

Chapter 92 Blood and Tears, Confession of Life and Death 2
Dim bonfire, flickering.

At the place where the bonfire was suddenly lit, two blood-stained people embraced each other tightly. Both of them were dying of pain, but they dared not make a sound. Their hearts were so close and beating so fast.

Nangong Yan hugged her quietly, hoping that time would ease the pain of the two of them.

Time passed minute by minute, and gradually, Hong'er stopped struggling, and her breath gradually slowed down.

Nangong Yan thought she was slowly recovering, but unexpectedly, the person in her arms slowly lost her breath.

Put the slender fingers tentatively in front of her nose——
With a click, he opened his eyes wide, unable to believe that she was out of breath!
Immediately, there was a surge of sadness in my heart, and my head buzzed -- the world collapsed.

"Hong'er, wake up"

"Hong'er"

"..." The tender calls of the voices finally changed into heart-piercing roars.

He couldn't just let her die like this, they still had too many things to say, and missed so many good times that should have been.His love has just begun, how can it end?
He panicked, looked around, and kept thinking of ways to save her.

Seeing her weaker breathing, her pale lips were already dry, his heart was really being torn apart.

No, let her survive.

He picked up the sword beside him and stretched out his left hand.

"Wow" is a sword to the wrist.The bloody feces flowed out in a flash, and he slowly put it next to her mouth, letting the blood slowly flow into her mouth.

Her lips, which were as white as a piece of paper, were immediately dyed bloodthirsty and enchanting.

He heard from his former master that his blood could save dying people. At that time, he didn't believe it, thinking it was a fantasy, and even if it was, how could such an emperor use his own blood to save others?

But now, how much he hopes that this is true, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he is willing to give everything.

The blood slowly flowed into her lips, and he, who lacked blood, gradually began to feel unwell, and his head began to feel dizzy.

Under the impact of the blood, Hong'er gradually regained consciousness. She only felt a warm current in her mouth, filling her whole body with a trace of strength again. She subconsciously began to suck the liquid, and slowly began to feel the tip of her tongue.

Why does it feel a little salty and fishy, ​​why is it a bit like--
The eyelashes flickered, she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, but saw——
Nangong Yan's handsome but white face, is he injured?Really happy to see him.It's good that he can live, and he can live.

But his eyes froze in the next moment—what were he doing?
Why is he biting his hand tightly, his hand can no longer see blood vessels due to ischemia, and his blood is slowly flowing into his mouth.

"What are you doing?" With all her strength, she pushed him away.

Unexpectedly, like a butterfly with broken wings, he fell silently aside.No more words.

She panicked.

Immediately got up, crawled to his side, saw his body covered with scars, and the bloody hand.

The tears stopped immediately.

"Why are you so stupid?" Picking up his bleeding hand, tears dripped down, blended with the blood, fused into one, and rolled down.It hit her heart heavily and shattered into pieces.

"Aren't you that stupid?" He slowly opened his eyes, and responded weakly, but with a doting smile on his face, "Who thinks he is a hero and wants a beautiful woman to save a hero" molesting tone.

She was so annoyed and funny that she laughed out loud, but her tears began to flow uncontrollably.

"Don't cry." He brushed his hand over her face in distress, and the icy tears hit his palm, rubbing his heart to the ground.

(End of this chapter)