The world has gone mad; the movie queen's rebirth mission is to have children.

Chapter 313 A Substitute Bride's Brave Love, A Prince Without Heirs Forever By Her Side - 43

He moved forward slowly, his heart filled with unease.

At this moment, he didn't even dare to call out her name easily, because he really couldn't be sure how she would react when she saw him there—would she be happy? Or disgusted?

The midwife's urgent voice suddenly rang out, instantly breaking the brief silence in the room: "Quick, quick, give the princess some ginseng soup to replenish her strength!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Yucheng rushed to the table where the ginseng soup was placed, quickly picked up the bowl, and then knelt down without hesitation.

He carefully scooped up a spoonful of ginseng soup with the spoon in his hand and gently brought it to Mu Wanwan's slightly open mouth.

A heartbreaking scene unfolded—the moment the ginseng soup touched Mu Wanwan's lips, it spilled out from the corner of her mouth.

One by one, crystal-clear tears uncontrollably slid down the corners of her eyes, dripping onto the white pillowcase and creating tiny teardrop patterns.

"Wanwan? Please have a little bit, okay? Please!"

Mu Wanwan's eyelids, already heavy with exhaustion, were now as hard as lead to lift, but upon hearing that familiar voice, she still managed to lift them slightly with all her might.

In a daze, she seemed to see Zhuo Yucheng's figure, but it was as if he was just a blurry phantom.

Piggy was extremely anxious, and large beads of sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

Because the baby was born prematurely, the owner's condition is extremely critical, and whether the little life can be saved is still unknown.

In the pig's heart, as long as its owner is safe and sound, even if it loses this child, there will still be a chance to conceive a new life in the future.

"Wanwan, open your mouth, ah—"

Zhuo Yucheng's voice trembled noticeably as he anxiously prayed that the person with the closed eyes in front of him would drink even a sip of soup.

Seeing her close her eyes again without any reaction, his heart sank to the bottom.

He slowly leaned down, bringing his lips close to her ear, and whispered, "Wanwan, it's me, Yucheng. Open your eyes and look at me. I'm here with you!"

A piercing, excruciating pain shot through her lower abdomen, as if a thousand venomous insects were gnawing at her flesh.

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but let out a painful groan. Her right hand, which had been hanging limply, trembled slightly, as if she were groping for a lifeline in the dark.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yucheng quickly reached out his broad, warm hand and held her slender, cold little hand tightly, hoping to convey strength and comfort to her in this way, so that she could truly feel that he was always by her side.

Finally, warmed by the touch of his palm, Mu Wanwan slowly opened her eyes and uttered two words with difficulty: "Yu...Cheng..."

"I'm here!"

Zhuo Yucheng carefully picked up the bowl of ginseng soup that was still steaming, took a small sip, and then put it in his mouth.

He straightened up slightly, gazing lovingly at the pale face of the woman before him, and then gently but firmly pressed his lips to her bloodless lips.

Hot tears streamed uncontrollably down his face, one after another, falling onto her cold cheeks as if to burn her.

As his lips parted slightly, the warm ginseng soup slowly flowed into her mouth.

He stared at her intently until he was sure she had swallowed all the ginseng soup, then reluctantly removed his lips.

And so, time and time again, he tirelessly repeated this action until the ginseng soup in the bowl was empty, only then did he stop.

"Wanwan, you must be strong. No matter how difficult it is, you must get through it. As long as you can overcome this hurdle, I will accept whatever punishment you want to give me, because it is all my fault." Zhuo Yucheng's voice choked with emotion, his words filled with regret and self-blame.

The midwife standing to the side was quite surprised by the sudden appearance of this strange man who dared to kiss the princess in broad daylight. However, seeing that Mu Wanwan's condition seemed to have improved, the people present did not have time to investigate who this man was or what his impolite behavior was.

"Princess, breathe in!"

"The midwife shouted loudly. After drinking the ginseng soup, Mu Wanwan, who was originally weak and powerless, finally regained some strength.

She held Zhuo Yucheng's hand tightly and tried her best to follow the midwife's instructions, breathing in and out in rhythm with her.

Zhuo Yucheng held her small hand tightly as if guarding the most precious treasure in the world, not daring to utter a sound, just quietly staying by her side, silently shedding tears of heartache.

"We can already see the baby's head!" The midwife's joyful shout suddenly rang out, instantly making everyone present hold their breath.

The tension in everyone's nerves tightened even more at this moment, and all eyes were focused on Wanwan.

The midwife couldn't hide her joy, while Zhuo Yucheng, who was standing anxiously to the side, quickly leaned close to his wife's ear and whispered, "Wanwan, keep going! Our baby will be here soon! He'll be so adorable!"

His response was filled with anger and resentment: "Zhuo Yucheng, I hate you!"

Before she could finish speaking, Wanwan suddenly turned her head, opened her mouth, and bit Zhuo Yucheng's hand hard.

This bite seemed to have poured all her strength into it, so much so that a deep tooth mark immediately appeared on the back of Zhuo Yucheng's hand, and blood slowly flowed down from the wound.

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhuo Yucheng gritted his teeth and endured it without making a sound, silently bearing the agony.

He knew perfectly well that everything he was suffering now was the punishment he deserved.

Even if someone were to drag him out right now and torture him to death, it would probably be difficult to make up for the harm he caused to Wanwan.

Since Wanwan became pregnant, he has not only failed to be by her side at all times to give her enough care and attention, but also caused Wanwan's health to be poor because of his own actions.

Thinking of all this, Zhuo Yucheng was filled with guilt and self-blame.

If Wanwan were to bite him

Venting his pent-up resentment would make her feel a little better, so even if he was bitten all over, he would do it willingly.

Just then, a clear and loud baby cry suddenly echoed throughout the room.

With this cry, Wanwan seemed to have finally exhausted her last bit of strength, slowly loosened her grip on Zhuo Yucheng's mouth, and then fainted limply.

"It's born! It's born! It's a little prince!" the midwife cheered excitedly, her joy overflowing.