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He was too weak to bury his head in my neck, and it was clear that he was in a state of utter disarray.
"Okay, okay, okay, you put down the knife and I'll let you go," I said.
All my attention was focused on Mu Xuanche, but I had forgotten about Bai Qiling on the side.
A sharp pain shot through my arm, reminiscent of getting an injection.
In an instant, I felt completely powerless, slowly softening as my eyes began to close, though I still retained a faint sense of awareness.
I knew that Bai Qiling had drugged me to prevent me from causing a scene.
"Xuan Wang, she's injured too severely. Given her already weak constitution, we can only save either the child or the mother. You choose," Bai Qiling said.
How I wished that Mu Xuanche could hear the voice of my heart at this moment. I was pleading for him to save the child.
I could give up my life; I could forgive him for being so cruel to me, even forgive him for pretending to be Island Master and deceiving me. All I asked was for him to hear my voice and save the child.
But...
"Save Yan Xi. No matter what, I just want Yan Xi to live."
"Alright," came Bai Qiling's single word, and with that, my heart sank as I lost consciousness.
...
I don't know how long it had been when I slowly woke up.
As the sunlight streamed into my eyes, awakening me from my slumber, my first instinct was to reach for my belly.
The flatness of my abdomen filled me with sorrow.
Slowly, I stood up and walked toward the window where the sunlight poured in.
My mind was a haze; I couldn't even grasp what I was thinking.
I murmured to myself, "It's gone, it's gone, the baby is gone."
The sound of a baby crying reached my ears, particularly mournful and painful.
Was it my baby? Was my baby crying?
He was angry, upset that I hadn't protected him, that he had to endure such immense pain without ever having seen the world.
Standing by the window, I pushed it open, my mind consumed only by the sound of the child's cries.
He was calling out in pain; he needed his mother.
I didn't even know what was happening to me. Gradually, I found myself climbing onto the windowsill and sitting there.
I could hear the baby calling out for me, "Mommy, hold me."
He was so lonely; such a little one would surely be bullied. I had to go down and be with him.
Yes, I needed to go down and be with him.
Without a moment's hesitation, I leaned forward and fell down.
The sudden sensation of weightlessness brought me immense peace.
Suddenly, a strong force came from above.
I turned my head and saw Mu Xuanche, dressed in black, with one hand gripping the window ledge and the other pulling at my arm.
I struggled to push his hand away. "Let go of me! I want to go down and be with the baby."
"Yan Xi, don't do anything foolish. The baby is fine. Come back up with me," he urged.
He was still lying to me. I had heard him say that he didn't want the child with Bai Qiling.
That child was conceived solely for him to be reborn; how could he possibly care about its life? As long as the baby formed inside me, allowing him to obtain his heart's blood, that was all that mattered.
How could I have fallen for this demon? I must have been blind.
I pushed his hand away with all my strength, but he only gripped tighter.
"Yan Xi, stop messing around and come up with me," he insisted.
"I won't," I declared resolutely.
Then, the sound of a baby crying echoed from above. I looked up to see Bai Qiling.
He was holding something that resembled a baby and smiled at me, "Gu Yanxi, what are you making a fuss about? Your son is right here. Why don't you come up?"
"You all teamed up to trick me. Why should I believe you?"
He snorted coldly and scolded me, "Gu Yanxi, you're really foolish. You can't even recognize your own child."
His genuine expression made me hesitate.
In that moment of doubt, Mu Xuanche had already pulled me up.
Once my feet touched the ground, I rushed over to Bai Qiling.
I snatched the child from his hands and looked down.
Inside the cloth bag was a very special child, just a little different from ordinary ones.
His face was rosy, resembling a little monkey, and there were hardly any strands of hair on his head, just soft tufts sticking to it.
He let out a little "Wah," which tugged at my heart.
Perhaps it was the bond between mother and child; I could feel that he truly was my son.
"It's my son, really mine."
At that moment, I felt like a mother who had regained her lost child. I looked up and smiled at everyone, feeling particularly happy.
But when my gaze landed on Mu Xuanche and saw the slight smile on his face, my expression immediately fell.
Holding the child tightly, I walked to the bedside, unwilling to let go for even a moment.
I felt Bai Qiling slowly approaching me, and instantly my body tensed up. I looked up at him, my grip on the child tightening.
With a tone full of threat, I asked, "What do you want?"
He rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Talking to you is exhausting. Don't worry, I won't harm your child. I only took him out of the incubator to get you up here. He’s a premature baby and needs to stay in the incubator."
While others are born at full term, my child was born at just seven months, and thinking about it made my heart ache.
I slowly handed the child over to Bai Qiling and followed him outside.
After taking just two steps, he turned around and glared at me. "What are you following me for? Don’t you know that as a pregnant woman, you need to lie down and rest? Go back."
The child was in his hands, but I couldn't help but worry. I looked at him with pleading eyes.
"I want to see the child."
He shot me a glare and shouted behind me, "Xuan Wang, keep an eye on your woman."
Mu Xuanche stepped forward, trying to grab my arm.
But when I glanced at him, he silently let go.
Seeing us like this, Bai Qiling had no choice but to carry the child over.
In the end, it was Mu Xuanche who moved the incubator next to my bed so that I could see the baby, allowing me to lie down obediently.
With a child nearby, I could feel his breath, allowing me to relax a little.
Once I settled down, my mind slowly began to function.
Mu Xuanche's face still lingered here with me; I hardly glanced at him.
He didn’t give up, coming and going at regular intervals.
Every time I woke up, I felt the indentation on one side of the bed.
At first, I tried countless methods to stop him, but ultimately, I gave up on that thought.
Since he wanted to come, I would pretend not to see him.
I remained silent like a mute, not uttering a single word; aside from holding the baby, I just slept.
Four days had passed, and I wondered how the big man and Mingyue were doing.
Mu Xuanche didn’t speak, and I didn’t dare to ask.
He was always quiet, just staring at me when he came without saying a word.
I truly couldn’t understand how he could persist for so long; even in silence, it made me uncomfortable.
The door to the room opened, and without thinking, I knew who had arrived.
Bai Qiling, afraid of my sarcastic remarks, hardly dared to show up here except for her routine check-ups.
Thinking about the matters concerning the Han, my heart itched to ask him, yet I couldn't bring myself to speak.
I kept stealing glances at him, and a few times he caught me, making me so angry that I wished I could just disappear into a hole.
"Wow..."
The baby's cries were particularly loud. I didn't expect him to become a dragon among men or stand out; I only wished for him to live a peaceful life. So, I took the liberty of naming him Gu Chang'an, hoping he would have a lifetime of peace.
The little one cried fiercely and wouldn't be soothed no matter what I tried.
As long as I held him in my arms and fed him some milk, he would eventually stop crying.
Bai Qiling was different from other children; he was premature and couldn't cry for long.
After drinking some milk, he finally quieted down. It seemed he was genuinely hungry.
Feeling a burning gaze directed at me, I looked up and met his deep Dark Eyes.
Looking at Island Master’s face, I found myself imagining Mu Xuanche's features. At this moment, I couldn't tell which one was truly him.
Or perhaps he had always worn a human Mask, and Island Master was his real face.
After struggling for a while, I finally spoke: "You need to leave."
Originally, I intended to ask about the Han's news, but those words turned into an order for him to go instead.
I didn't even know what was wrong with me; I just couldn't forgive him.
I didn't even dare to ask the reason; I was afraid that if I did, I would be unable to help but forgive him.
"The big man and the others have returned to the island. Everyone is fine. In two days, you can go back too."
After saying this, he stood up and walked out.
He knew what I wanted to ask. He was waiting for me to speak, but unexpectedly, I told him to leave instead.
Now that he actually listened and left, I felt a bit lost.
Looking down at the child in my arms, I noticed that his little face was already starting to open up. His fair and tender skin was particularly endearing, and between his brows, I could vaguely see the shadow of Mu Xuanche.
It was true that the boy resembled his father; despite all the hardship I endured to give birth to him, he bore no resemblance to me at all.
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