The Demon Lords

At this moment,

Doctor Sun, a highly esteemed physician from the Imperial Hospital, rushed out of the delivery room,

and knelt down,

saying:

"Your Majesty, Sixth Prince, I am guilty and deserve punishment, but I will do everything in my power to ensure the young master’s safety!"

In the common folk, marrying a wife is no easy task. Faced with this situation, people often ask whether to save the mother or the child.

But in the royal family...

The bloodline of royal heirs is of utmost importance.

If it were a concubine with special status, such a question might be raised, but to Doctor Sun, He Sisi, a woman from a butcher’s family, is obviously less important than a royal heir.

The question of whether to save the mother or the child is one that even ordinary folk doctors or midwives wouldn’t ask unless absolutely necessary, lest others trouble you in the future, claiming you were in the wrong. In the royal family, it’s even more forbidden to ask, otherwise, it would just throw the dilemma to His Majesty and the Sixth Prince.

This was an announcement, indicating that, under the current circumstances, it’s very difficult to save both the mother and child, so they’ll choose to save the child.

The Yan Emperor nodded slightly.

In the Yan Emperor’s eyes, his Imperial Grandson is undoubtedly the most important, almost without hesitation or thought.

Doctor Sun bowed his head, stood up, and prepared to return to the delivery room.

Just then,

Ji Chengjue, whose eyes were already red, suddenly spoke:

"I want my wife to live!"

Doctor Sun’s body trembled, and he stopped in his tracks.

Beside him, the fourth prince and fifth prince also raised their heads abruptly, looking at their younger brother.

Even the Crown Prince, who was sitting on the inner door threshold, nearly hiding himself, also raised his head at this moment.

This Ji Chengjue,

Has he gone mad!

The Yan Emperor’s gaze suddenly fell on Ji Chengjue,

and he waved his hand.

Doctor Sun immediately bowed in response to the Imperial Edict.

However,

Ji Chengjue suddenly shouted:

"If my wife dies, you, you, all of you present from the Imperial Hospital, involved in the childbirth, I won’t let a single one of you go!"

As the son of the Yan Emperor,

Ji Chengjue knows,

he doesn’t have the authority to change his father’s Imperial Edict,

all he can do is threaten these people who are carrying out the edict.

He’s gone mad,

he knows he’s mad,

he is naturally most aware that the Imperial Grandson is his own son, what it means, that it means his son might be valued by his father, perhaps even be brought up by his father.

His father has long lost interest in his older children, only towards Ji Chengsu can he show a little patience because Chengsu is still young and can give the Yan Emperor a sense of "fatherly love."

As the saying goes, grandparents have a special bond. Would his first grandson evoke different feelings?

Would he show more grandfatherly affection towards him?

Would he regard his son more highly because of this grandson?

An Imperial Grandson can play an extremely important role in seizing the throne.

Ji Chengjue knows all this.

Even,

before today, he had already plotted out countless scenarios in his mind where his son would charm his father for favor, striving for affection.

It’s not just that a mother gains status through her child; a father can too!

Even,

even before today,

if someone had asked Ji Chengjue this question, if faced with such a situation, should he save the mother or the child?

Ji Chengjue thought, he would probably drink a cup of wine, redden his eyes, and say: "Save the child."

Then,

under the light intoxication, he would reveal a look of painfulness, saying to his deceased wife: he would take good care of their child and give her the best of everything.

To offset the guilt in his heart.

Among the Yan Emperor’s seven sons,

the one most like his father was Ji Chengjue!

He could endure and lie low for so many years, he could fake cry at his mother’s grave, he could bear what ordinary people couldn’t, he could use any means necessary to achieve his goals.

He possesses all the qualities of a hero or a villain, in both character and capability.

He believed himself to be this way and thought he should be this way.

He could have a thousand reasons to console himself,

No,

even enduring a little pang of conscience, what’s that?

But,

but,

but,

but the problem arose when,

after He Sisi entered the delivery room,

Ji Chengjue,

had already stood outside the delivery room, here, for more than half a day.

He clearly heard the cries of agony coming from the delivery room, screams of deep pain from his wife.

He was heartbroken, extremely, extremely heartbroken.

This butcher’s daughter from Nan’an County, on that night, because of his words, pressed a hairpin to her neck, forcibly coming to his room despite the obstruction of her father and brother.

With no parental consent, no matchmaker’s words, she gave him her pure body.

Later, she jokingly said, it was simply her momentary desire for his handsome appearance without much thought.

Standing outside the delivery room, amidst the constant screams of his wife, Ji Chengjue found himself increasingly resentful of the unborn child.

Yes, resentful.

It’s him causing his wife to endure such immense pain.

Ji Chengjue’s mind is now in chaos; he’s unable to think carefully anymore, relying solely on instinct.

He doesn’t want to lose this woman, unwilling to lose her; a child lost now can be had again in the future, but if she’s lost, she’s lost forever.

Towards the unborn child he has never seen, Ji Chengjue shows utter coldness.

Since you’ve never opened your eyes to see this world, let’s just consider you... nonexistent.

Everyone present was stunned by Ji Chengjue’s sudden madness.

Including,

the Yan Emperor.