Please Don't Curse

Shen Yu raised a hand and pointed his index finger at Si Ning but he had lost a large amount of blood so his hand waver between Si Ning and Shao Lang as he squinted his eyes to see clearly.

Oh Dear, must he make it obvious...

Si Ning shifted a bit to make sure Shen Yu was pointing directly at Shao Lang. A dying man pointing at him and creating a topic for the Officials to gossip about was something Si Ning want to avoid at all cost, he was already the most talked about when Xiu Zhicheng declared him as his Consort to be and Shen Yu pointing to him to create another topic wasn't something Si Ning wants.

"General Si... Ning..." Shen Yu called out, his voice breaking but firm. "You... hur... hur... you... win... finally... see.. ing that...hur.." Shen Yu coughed as he struggled to talk while blood flows out continuously from his mouth.

The sword must have hit a bad spot.