Yu Rong, seeing her hand move, was startled and held her left hand on the bedside: “Sister, you’re awake?”
Gu Qingtong felt the warmth in her hand and tried hard to open her eyes, finally seeing their worried faces: “I’m pregnant?”
“Yes, for two months now.”
“He… died?” Gu Qingtong said word by word, her hand on her lower abdomen tightening.
“Sister…” Yu Rong looked at her helplessly, then turned away.
Min Laoye hurried over after hearing that she had fainted. Upon entering, he said: “Niece Gu, rest assured, I’m here. I won’t let you and this child suffer.”
Gu Qingtong listened silently, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.
Min Laoye sighed deeply: “It’s a pity I haven’t contacted Jiang Engong yet. If he knew Jiang Gongzi had an heir, he would surely be gratified.”
Thinking of the Zhen Yuan Marquis, Gu Qingtong became even more distraught. She never expected that even her death could not stop Empress Dowager Guo, and that Jiang Shangheng would have to pay with his life. She had once hoped for a bit of warmth from her; fortunately, she did not sink into despair.
That brother of hers, separated by blood, would not care about her.
In the end, in this time and space, she only had Jiang Shangheng.
But heaven was unfair, stripping away even her last bit of warmth.
She looked through tear-filled eyes at Yu Rong and the others gathered around her bed. What use were so many people without him? Without the one she loved, what use were all these people!
Jiang Shangheng had clearly said he would come find her once things were done, but now, he would never come to her again.
Her child would be fatherless, and she had not even seen him for the last time.
Thinking of Jiang Shangheng, Gu Qingtong felt her entire body aching as if pierced, but her heart hurt even more. The physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological trauma.
To her, Jiang Shangheng was not just a lover, but her connection to this time and space, leading her forward, guiding her ahead. He was her everything.
They had not spent much time together, from strangers to lovers, without any grand experiences or passionate vows, but with more of a spiritual connection and tacit understanding.
