The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Ye Chen pursed his lips, suppressing his unease, and quickly followed him inside.

The delivery room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Golden array patterns covered the ground, and dozens of ever-burning lamps swayed along the wall.

Lying on the bed was a woman who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

Her features were striking, and her brows exuded an undeniable air of heroism.

Even with her eyes closed, one could still picture her standing before a vast army, wielding her sword and sweeping away all enemies.

She still retained a sense of dignity and authority.

That wasn't a deliberately put-on attitude, but rather the composure that comes from long-term high position and control over a region.

She should have been a spirited and ambitious woman.

At this moment, however, his face was pale and his lips were completely bloodless.

Black lines spread from between her eyebrows to her cheeks, then down her neck and disappeared into her clothes.

Those lines are still slowly moving under the skin.

With each spread, the woman's body would twitch slightly.

She is Wang Quan Jianxin.

This was also the first time in Ye Chen's two lifetimes that he had met his biological mother.

In his previous life, he and his sister were abandoned by their parents.

They belong to the first generation of entrepreneurs.

In this life, Ye Long never mentioned his mother.

Every time I ask, I only get one sentence in response.

died.

Now, he has finally met that person.

And I finally learned that she was indeed dead.

She traded her life for his birth.

Ye Long walked to the bedside.

Upon seeing Wang Quan Jianxin's appearance, his forced composure completely crumbled.

"Royal Kenshin!"

"You have such a lot of nerve!"

His voice trembled, and his eyes quickly reddened.

"Can we just not have the smaller one?"

"Why did you have to risk your life like that!"

"Why did you waste your lifespan on him just to give birth to him!"

Wang Quan Jianxin opened his eyes.

Her eyes were still clear, but they were filled with exhaustion.

She looked at Ye Long, a weak smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"He is our child."

"As a mother, once you decide to conceive him, you should give birth to him safely."

"You can't trade your lifespan for that..."

Ye Long's knees buckled, and he knelt directly beside the bed.

He grasped Wang Quanjianxin's hand, lowered his head, his shoulders trembled violently, and tears fell to the ground.

Wang Quanjian raised his other hand and patted his head.

"Without him, we would have died long ago."

"These years of life were originally stolen for me by this child."

"So what if I give it back to him now?"

Her voice was weak, but her tone carried a familiar teasing.

"Alright, you're a dad now, but you're still acting like a kid."

"I didn't hit you this time, so why are you crying?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Long's crying grew even louder.

"Becoming a father! Becoming a father!"

"Who would sacrifice their wife just to become a father!"

Wang Quanjian looked at him for a while and smiled gently.

"This is my destiny."

"I fought alongside you at the source of the Ruins, and I can even bear you a child."

"I am content with my life."

Ye Long suddenly looked up.

"You're satisfied my ass!"

Wang Quan Jianxin ignored him and simply looked to the side.

"Give me the child..."

She suddenly looked at her fingers, which were covered in dark lines, halfway through her sentence.

Black patterns had already wrapped around her hands.

Her outstretched hand froze in mid-air before slowly retracting it.

"never mind."

She changed her tune.

"Bring the child over here so I can see him/her."

Ye Long did not move.

Wang Quanjian raised his hand and gently tapped him on the head.

"go."

Ye Long gritted his teeth and raised his hand to wipe away his tears.

He turned and walked to the side, picking the swaddled baby from the golden cradle.

The swaddling clothes were embroidered with a small golden dragon without horns.

Little Ye Chen inside hadn't opened his eyes yet; his cheeks were covered with a warm cloth, with only a small section of his fair chin showing.

Ye Long carried the child back to the bedside.

Wang Quanjian's gaze fell on that small face, and his eyes softened little by little.

She raised her hand, wanting to touch the child's face.

He had just stretched out his finger when he saw the black patterns wrapped around it, so he stopped.

She tried different angles several times, but still couldn't bring herself to touch it.

Upon seeing this, Ye Long immediately turned his head away.

He dared not look anymore.

"Ah Long".

Wang Quanjian withdrew his gaze.

"What name do you think we should give our child?"

Ye Long still had his back to her.

His voice was muffled, filled with barely suppressed annoyance.

"Get it yourself!"

Wang Quanjian saw through his thoughts.

He wasn't disgusted by the child.

He's just still angry with the child.

He caused the person he loved most to reach the end of their life.

Wang Quan Jianxin did not blame Ye Long; instead, he chuckled softly.

She looked at the baby in the swaddling clothes, her voice growing softer and softer.

"I hope our children can be healthy."

"Live longer."

"Of course, they must also inherit their mother's martial prowess."

"From now on, if anyone dares to bully him, let him beat them up."

She spoke very slowly.

With each word he spoke, his breathing weakened further.

Ye Chen stood by the bed, looking at the baby whose eyes hadn't even opened yet, his eyes gradually reddening.

Wang Quanjian looked up at Ye Long.

"Let's call him Ye Chen."

"Ah Long, what do you think of this name?"

Ye Long still had his back to her.

Wang Quanjian then continued speaking to himself.

"Leaves represent evergreen branches and leaves, and continuous life."

"Chen represents the brilliance of stars, illuminating thousands of miles."

"Look."

"I'm not someone who can't do anything besides fighting, am I?"

There was a hint of smugness in her tone.

"I still have some knowledge in my belly."

"What a pity..."

Her voice suddenly lowered.

"I'm only showing it to you now."

Ye Long could no longer hold on.

He put Xiao Yechen back in the cradle, turned around and rushed out of the room.

"Royal Kenshin!"

"You have three days!"

"Hold on!"

"I will definitely find something to save your life!"

He kicked the door open.

Ye Long rushed out of the corridor, his voice carrying far away.

"Someone come here!"

"Order the Zhenguo Army to assemble!"

"I'm going to hunt down the Heavenly Demon!"

Wang Quanjian raised his hand.

She tried to call out to Ye Long, but her arm only rose halfway before falling limply to the ground.

She watched the figure disappear through the door, tears welling up in her eyes.

Then, she leaned back against the headboard, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes tightly.

But the image of Ye Long from just now kept replaying in his mind.

The man who never retreated on the battlefield could barely walk now, yet he was still thinking about prolonging her life.

Wang Quanjian finally couldn't hold back.

Two lines of tears streamed down her face, which was covered in dark lines.

"Fool……"

She muttered a curse under her breath.

Just then, a hand reached out to her and wiped away her tears.

Wang Quan Jianxin's body tensed instantly.

She opened her eyes.

A young man had appeared beside the bed without anyone noticing.

The young man wore a dark gold dragon robe, his long hair was tied back, and his eyes and brows exuded imperial majesty.

Wang Quanjian looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, and his breathing suddenly became erratic.

Tears streamed down her face.

“Who…who are you?”

She staggered and reached out her hand.

But when he reached halfway out, he saw the black lines wrapped around the back of his hand and quickly tried to pull it back.

"mother……"

Ye Chen took her hand.

Wang Quanjian trembled.

Ye Chen leaned down and pressed her hand against his face.

"it's me."

Wang Quanjian felt the warmth from his palm and sensed that the black lines did not spread to Ye Chen's body through the contact.

She stared at him blankly for a long time.

"Chen'er..."

"Is that you?"

Ye Chen did not answer.

He simply held her hand tightly, tears streaming down his cheeks and dripping onto her palm.

Wang Quanjian felt that chill and finally couldn't hold on any longer.

She stretched out her arms and hugged the young man tightly.

"Chen'er..."

"You've arrived?"