A piece of Japanese incense

Chapter 234 Feng Yan

Zhi Yihe's hand was suddenly grabbed by someone, and the person on the bed trembled very weakly and said, "It's actually... you..."

Tingzhu shuddered suddenly, as if waking from a dream, and rushed to the bed. The tattered cloth bag fell on the blood-stained carpet with a "plop".

“Why…you…”

"How dare you!" "How dare you!" A woman hurried forward and tried to pull Tingzhu away.

"Back off! Everyone, go out! Just leave the three of them behind..." Following the command, everyone backed out one by one, and Ting Zhu grabbed the bloodstained hands.

"Sister Yan! Is it really you?!"

The pair of eyes that were lifeless due to severe pain and blood loss, the moment they heard the word "sister", the scattered light points condensed and focused frantically, with the ecstasy of a dying person grabbing a life-saving straw, and locked tightly on Tingzhu's tearful face!

"Tingzhu?..." The two words were squeezed out with difficulty from her cracked and bleeding lips.

"It's me! Sister Yan! I'm Tingzhu! And Ah He!" Tingzhu tugged at Zhi Yihe's clothes and burst into tears: "I thought... you were dead..."

Feng Yan's skinny fingers suddenly clasped Zhi Yihe's wrist with astonishing force. Big tears mixed with sweat gushed out of her sunken eye sockets and rolled down her thin cheeks: "Zhi Yihe!... Ah He... Can you save me? I don't want to die..."

Zhi Yihe finally came to his senses and lay on the ground looking at the child: "Follow me, breathe in and out! Push harder!"

"I have no strength..."

"If you don't come out, both you and he will die! Tingzhu! Help me hold her down!"

"I can't die... I can't die..."

"what--"

I don’t know how long it took, but finally——

"Wow!" A loud cry with vigorous vitality,

A small, wrinkled baby, covered in blood and vernix caseosa, was held steadily in Zhi Yihe's hands and placed on Feng Yan's sweaty chest.

Feng Yan's body suddenly relaxed, as if all the bones had been pulled out, and she collapsed into the sweat-soaked quilt. She turned her head away, her eyes vacant and tired.

Ting Zhu's eyes were blurred with tears, but a smile spread across her face. She used a warm, wet cloth to very gently wipe the blood stains stuck on the baby's body, choking with sobs as she whispered, "Sister Yan... look... it's a..."

Just when Ting Zhu wanted to hold the baby and get closer to Feng Yan so that she could see more clearly—

"boom!!!"

With a deafening bang, the heavy carved wooden window was violently slammed open by someone from outside!

A strong smell of alcohol mixed with the sea breeze poured into the room! The candlelight was swept up by the sudden airflow and swayed wildly, casting huge and twisted shadows of demons dancing on the walls and ceiling!

A tall figure staggered in, with the collar of his dark brocade robe wide open. His narrow eyes were filled with ferocious bloodshot, his eyes were frantic and cloudy, yet burning with an almost insane excitement!

He didn't even look at Feng Yan lying on the bed, nor did he pay attention to Ting Zhu holding the baby, as if they were just insignificant background.

His eyes, filled with strong possessiveness and predatory intent, were fixed greedily on the baby in Tingzhu's arms, who had just stopped crying and was moving his mouth unconsciously!

"Hahaha!" He let out a shrill, alcohol-smelling laugh and stumbled towards Tingzhu! His target was clear—the baby!

"It's done! It's finally done!" He roared in ecstasy: "My son! My seed! Hahahaha! I've been waiting for it! I've finally been waiting for it!"

He stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, and with irresistible and brute force, he was about to snatch the baby away!

"No!" Ting Zhu was so frightened that she stepped back in terror until her back hit the carved bedpost!