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MDNI
well, the first chapter i should say
March 26, 2025 at 3:50 AM
“Yes,” Taxian-jun kisses Chu Wanning’s bare shoulder. “My noble consort has performed so well. A princess, my Chu Fei has given this Venerable One a beautiful daughter.”
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
“My Chu Fei is doing so well, feeding our child so she can grow up strong,” Taxian-jun planted a kiss on the mole behind Chu Wanning’s ear.

“She?” It comes out as a whisper, light as baby’s breath.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He could feel Taxian-jun joining the little family on the bed, his arm wrapping behind his consorts back to support him. Chu Wanning flinched away slightly and shivered, he still didn’t want to be touched by that man.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He studied their face, they had their fathers nose and mouth, he guessed that they may have had their mothers eyes, but wasn’t sure. They were perfect.

“Oh, my perfect child, my sweet baby,” Chu Wanning cooed, clutching them closer.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Chu Wanning gathered his sweet child in his arms, inhaling the child’s scent. He pulled away the top of his robe, exposing his breast and letting his baby latch. They hungrily sucked, curling into the warmth of their mother. Finally, Chu Wanning’s lifeline was in his arms.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
“It’s alright, come along, let’s get you back to bed,” Taxian-jun led his wife back to his bed, letting him crawl into the nest of many blankets and pillows. Chu Wanning was exhausted and whined a bit, his hand still bleeding. Taxian-jun shushed him and held out his salvation.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Chu Wanning shuddered a bit, dropping his weapon once he sees that his child is safe. He unsteadily got on his feet, stumbling over to Taxian-jun. He reached out desperately for his lifeline, letting out a broken, “Please,”
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He looked around at the room, his eyes sweeping over the unturned furniture and shattered ceramics before finally settling on the figure of his beloved concubine and hated shizun, one in the same.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
The door swung open, the dark looming figure of Taxian-jun entered the destroyed room, a light-coloured bundle was tucked into the crook of one arm.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Chu Wanning wasn’t on the floor alone with his thoughts for long. He heard footsteps outside the door, instantly recognizing them as Taxian-jun’s. He pushed himself up on his hip, bloody ceramic shard in his shaking uninjured hand as a weapon.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He needed his baby more than he needed air, more than water, than food, than anything. His child was his lifeblood.

Was Taxian-jun really so cruel as to harm his own child? Maybe the baby looked too much like Chu Wanning and sparked the wrath and ire of Taxian-jun.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
After only a few minutes of squeezing the ceramic shard, he dropped it to the floor, the sobs wracking his body, weakening Chu Wanning so much that he collapsed onto the cold floor.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He gripped the shard as hard as he could, beads of blood turned into trails that escaped down his arm, staining his thin robes.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He looked mournfully over at one of his broken vases, the shards looked so very inviting. Chu Wanning stumbled over; his adrenaline had left his body as quickly as it came. The shard of white ceramic felt overly large in his hand.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Chu Wanning wailed desperately for his baby, his baby who he hadn’t even held in his arms yet. His child who he talked to constantly over the past months. His only reason for keeping himself alive at his darkest times.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
Panic overtook Chu Wanning, he rushed around the room, overturning any furniture he could find, smashing his bronze mirror, and pounding at the door. His baby was gone. His baby needed him, and he wasn’t there. They were probably hungry if the tightness of his chest said anything.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He wobbled his way over to the bassinet, expecting to find a wriggling infant eager for their mother’s milk and warmth. But there was nothing. No baby, no little gurgles, and hands reaching to the heavens, nothing.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM
He was thankfully left in a thin robe, not good for keeping away the chill, but good enough to maintain his modesty, at least that was something Taxian-jun hadn’t taken away this time.
March 26, 2025 at 3:47 AM