And the truth was proven: Qianxun could not only act well, but also brought a terrifying realism to her performance.
She had seen dead bodies in hundreds, if not thousands, so it would have been absurd if she did not know what a dying person looked like.
...
Despite knowing that Qianxun was extremely talented in acting, Wang Qin was still shocked by her lifelike performance at that moment.
At that time, he truly felt like the Emperor, helplessly watching as the life of the woman he loved slowly slipped away before his eyes, overwhelming him with a sense of powerlessness and despair.
Holding Qianxun tightly, Wang Qin's eyes reddened, whimpering, his face filled with confusion and desperate anguish, "Imperial Physician! Hurry, summon the Imperial Physician! Hong Xiu! Hong Xiu! Don't leave me!"
At this moment, Qianxun struggled to raise her hand, trying to touch his face, "Your Majesty... our child, you must... properly guide him... let him grow up to be a wise ruler!"