Quick Travel: Dream Hunt

The imperial doctors knelt on the ground and said:

"Your Majesty, the queen is already at the end of her strength. No amount of powerful medicine can save her. If you ignore her now, she will die. If you save the child, she may still be able to survive."

Zhao Xuruo didn't know what he was thinking. He couldn't let down his guard at the critical moment. He held Tinghe's hand and said with a sob:

"Take the medicine."

With this reassurance, the imperial doctors really started to work together, some taking medicine, some giving needles, and some decocting medicine.

Ting He was fed another repair pill and pregnancy-preserving pill by the system, and said depressedly:

"The little princess in your belly is an anomaly. The fertility pill can only give birth to a son. The extra one is probably destined to be extraordinary. She is also upside down, so it is probably difficult for her to give birth. If I didn't protect you, you would have died long ago. Look at you. What kind of crappy mission did you do? You insisted on giving birth to a child. You have lost half your life. How can you raise your torn body? If you are like this, you can only take low-level missions in your next life, and your body may not be in good health. Hey, you... I was really blind to bind you. I didn't choose carefully."

Although the system said so, it still gave Ting He all the good things and medicines it had. It was a pity that the puppet's body had begun to separate from her soul. If she didn't give birth to the child, she probably wouldn't live to see the next mission. It was really worrying.

Without the guidance of the soul, no medicinal power can be absorbed by the puppet's body.

Ting He was supported by His Majesty on the back and stood up. She drank a few mouthfuls of the medicinal soup, with a hundred-year-old ginseng slice hanging in her mouth. She felt herself regain some strength and said weakly to her mind:

"Thank you."

Ting He, who had regained her strength, screamed desperately, putting all her strength and center of gravity on her belly, constantly pushing the baby out of her belly. The midwives said excitedly:

"I can see the little princess's legs, but she can't turn around. I can only trouble you to try harder, harder..."

Knowing that the baby in her belly was also struggling hard to come out, Ting He, with the help of the medicine, finally felt her belly thrust forward and she heard a loud cry at the last moment when her head was dizzy and her breathing was dry. Even the midwife hung up her little daughter, whose body had turned blue and purple, and patted her a few times until the crying became a little louder. Only then did she feel relieved.

Ting He could even feel the time passing by, her breathing became weaker and weaker, she said:

"Your Majesty, let me see the two children."

His Majesty quickly asked the nanny to bring in the washed little prince, and asked the midwife to bring in the little princess who had not yet had time to wash.

Tinghe leaned in His Majesty's arms, looking at her fair and tender son and her bruised daughter, tears fell unconsciously. She raised her hand and gently stroked the children. Her son seemed to have fallen asleep and smacked his lips a few times. But her daughter looked at Tinghe with her big tearful eyes. Her little hand tightly grasped the fingers that Tinghe stretched out, and she pouted her lips, tears falling in big drops.

Even His Majesty and the midwife found it miraculous, because a newborn baby cannot see, but the little princess could stare at the virtuous concubine without blinking.

After Concubine Xian finished seeing the child, she felt more and more that her life was slipping away quickly. She was caught off guard and vomited a mouthful of blood, which sprayed all over His Majesty.

When Ting He waved her hand and asked everyone in the room to take the children out, leaving His Majesty alone, she took his hand and said:

"It is a blessing for Tinghe to be favored by His Majesty, but my mission is completed. I am about to... leave. Promise me that you will raise the child well, take care of my father and mother, run the girls' school well, and let more and more girls have a better future."

After a pause, she spat out another mouthful of blood and said:

"Your Majesty, don't be sad. If we are destined to be together, I will often appear in your dreams. Before I met you, I thought life was just like this. After meeting you, I feel that it is worth risking my life..."

The system's countdown was conveyed to Tinghe's ears. Tinghe knew that she could not say anything more because she was about to disappear.

Zhao Xurao didn't have time to respond before he felt the hand slip silently down. He raised Tinghe's tearful face and saw her eyes closed peacefully. Her hair was still covered with sweat from giving birth, which had now solidified into lumps.

His Majesty was heartbroken and grabbed Ting He's hand again, and shouted with bloodshot eyes:

"He'er, wake up..."

When the people outside heard this, Eunuch Wang was the first to kneel down and shout:

"The virtuous concubine has passed away..."

Everyone fell to their knees with a crash.

Zhao Xurao's heart-wrenching pain could be heard intermittently from the delivery room.

Just as he was clutching his hands and crying heart-wrenchingly, he felt his hands become empty. He looked over in confusion and saw that Tinghe's body was like a small, sparkling light. Yes, like the stars in the sky, slowly dissipating.

Zhao Xurao was stunned with shock, and fell to the ground, looking in the direction where the light disappeared. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he roared:

"He'er, don't go, don't go..."

Howling and randomly trying to catch spots of light until all the spots of light disappeared, Zhao Xurao fell to the ground with a decadent look on his face, crying silently.

But it was just a matter of a split second, and he felt his eyes go dark, and saw a body lying on the bed intact, without any trace of the panic just now.

Zhao Xurao paused for a moment, then bravely walked forward and took a look at his face, which was as pale as paper. It was Tinghe.

His heart only had time to beat for a moment before he immediately came forward and grabbed Tinghe's hand, sighing. Feeling that Tinghe was dead, his tears fell again, but the sleeve of the arm that was holding her hand suddenly slipped off, and he seemed dazzled and saw a small red dot.

He touched it in confusion, and a voice in his heart told him that this was not Ting He. Frightened, he dropped his arm and staggered back several steps again.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and many people were saying:

"what is that?"

"Look."

"Did the gods show up?"

"What is that light?"

Zhao Xurao listened to it, turned around to look at Tinghe, gritted his teeth and walked out quickly.

What caught his eye was the same flashing light that had just appeared when Ting He disappeared. He suddenly shouted:

"He'er, is that you? Don't leave. I order you not to leave."

At this moment, the soul body collapsed to the ground as soon as it was put into the system space. The feeling of being torn apart had not yet subsided, and the voice of the system kept coming.

Finally, the system seemed to have said enough, paused and got down to business:

"I saw a new item called Divine Halo just launched in the store. It's very cheap, 100,000 taels of silver. I think your death was too aggrieved. You were either bullied or scolded. Even when you were a virtuous concubine, there were still villains causing trouble. The people in this world are quite strange. They treat you as an enemy. Except for your Majesty and the original owner's parents, no one thinks well of you. I'm thinking, why don't we use this halo to do something big, to let those people know that although you are dead, your influence is still there. What do you think?"