He was crying!
Crying so suppressed.
Except for the occasional choked sobs that were magnified in the silent night, only his slightly trembling shoulders could reveal the fluctuations in his emotions.
He had been guarding Wei Shu, watching his condition gradually worsen, bearing immense pressure in his heart.
Countless times he thought, if only he had been ruthless enough not to care about that woman, not letting her approach His Majesty, none of this would have happened, and His Majesty would still be well.
His Majesty had just found Lady Su and became lively again, but then this disaster struck. Now Madam has lost her memory; what if one day she suddenly remembers? How heartbroken she would be.
And what about His Majesty and Lady Su's child? If His Majesty doesn't survive this, won't the child grow up without a father?
All this was his own fault!
