At that treacherous moment, Su Qingyao's rage was like a volcano about to erupt. "You little bastard!" she uttered fiercely through clenched teeth. At the same time, she fiercely kicked the door. This kick, filled with boundless rage, was met with a resounding "bang!" as the door slammed against the wall like lightning, sending the dust in the room scattering like a flock of startled birds.

Su Qingyao held a kitchen knife in hand, the blade gleaming with a chilling, frightening light in the flickering candlelight, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue as it pointed directly at the trembling, kneeling maidservant. Her eyes were as wide as bells, as if she were about to devour the despicable little maid alive. Her voice seemed to echo from the depths of hell, filled with chilling rage and unquestionable authority: "Tell me! Who else is involved in this utterly vicious conspiracy?"

The maidservant, now like a fallen leaf in a gust of wind, trembled violently like a sieve. Her face was as pale as winter snow, devoid of any color. Beads of sweat streamed uncontrollably from her forehead. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, like a lamb caught in a trap. She opened her mouth tremblingly, her voice tinged with sobs, like a duck strangled by the neck, and with a hint of despair, she spoke, "It's... it's the maidservant from the Minister of Revenue's household... She said that if I did what she said, she would send me out of the palace and give me a large sum of money to ensure I would have comfortable food and clothing for the rest of my life..." Before she could finish her words, Su Qingyao was already furious. The rage in her eyes instantly ignited to a crescendo. The kitchen knife in her hand, like a flash of black lightning, struck the ground beside the maidservant. With a crisp "crack," sawdust flew like shrapnel, and the frightened maidservant let out a sharp scream, collapsing to the ground like a puddle of mud. Su Qingyao gritted her teeth and roared word by word, "You slut, how dare you do such a cruel and unjust thing at this critical moment when my sister is about to give birth, delaying her childbirth. I will definitely kill your entire family and make you know what regret is!" At this moment, her eyes seemed to be spewing out burning flames, and her extremely angry expression was simply chilling.

At this critical moment, a sudden and violent clatter of horse hooves erupted from outside the hospital. The sound was like the pounding, dense drums of war, relentlessly hammering at the already strained nerves. Then, the earth-shattering roar of Young Marquis Su pierced through the air, so loud it seemed to shatter the very sky, shaking the roof tiles as if struck by an earthquake. "Imperial Physician Zhang! If you don't come out, I will massacre this Imperial Hospital today!" With this furious roar, he rode a mighty and majestic steed, like a bolt of black lightning, crashing down the hospital's gates with the force of a thunderbolt. The sturdy gate, shattered like a fragile piece of cardboard under the steed's powerful impact, sending wood chips flying like celestial flowers. The steed rushed into the courtyard with great momentum, its front hooves raised high as if to break through the sky, and almost ruthlessly stepped on Judge Li who was concentrating on writing a pulse case.

"Young Marquis! You can't do that!" Li Yuanpan's face turned pale with fear, and the brush in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, like a startled bird. Panicked, he scrambled to pick up his medicine box and ran, fearing he would be caught up in this horrific, out-of-control situation and become an innocent victim. Li Yuanpan and Young Marquis Su had just hurriedly left the Imperial Hospital when they ran into Prime Minister Su returning from court. Young Marquis Su was terrified, like an ant on a hot pan. Seeing it was his father, he hurriedly reined in his horse and stopped. The steed, as if sensing its master's anxiety, leaped high with a long neigh, its hoof brushing against the toe of Prime Minister Su's boot as it landed with a swift, swift whinnying. A cloud of dust rose up, seemingly writing the tension and panic of the moment across the ground. Young Marquis Su shouted, "Dad, get out of the way! My sister's about to give birth, and this is a matter of urgency!"

Prime Minister Su had been stroking his beard, his demeanor relaxed. Upon hearing this sudden news, his hand trembled violently, and his expression instantly became as tense as the sky before a storm. Even his official hat tilted to one side. He didn't even bother adjusting his official hat, a symbol of his status and majesty. He turned around and ran towards the palace, shouting, "You bastard! Slow down! I'll go get the Emperor!" Prime Minister Su knew full well that this matter concerned the life and death of his daughter and grandson. It was no joke. The only way to ensure safety was to ask the Emperor to intervene.

And in that tightly closed delivery room, Su Jinli was enduring the merciless torture of severe pain, as if she was in hell. Her face was as pale as frost and snow in winter, and beads of sweat as big as beans were like beads with broken strings, covering her forehead and soaking her originally soft hair. She closed her eyes tightly and almost fainted. Only the slightly rising and falling chest proved that she was still stubbornly fighting against the severe pain. Jiang Yan was extremely anxious, as if his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and the pain was unbearable. With trembling hands, he gently unbuttoned Su Jinli's clothes as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, and saw that her abdomen was covered with purple scratches. Those scratches were like scars carved on Jiang Yan's heart with a sharp knife, and each one made him feel so distressed that he almost suffocated. Jiang Yan suppressed the pain and fear in his heart like surging waves, and whispered in Su Jinli's ear: "Jinli, listen to me count, one, two..." In this way, he tried to light a lamp for her in the darkness, so that Su Jinli could stay awake and give her the strength to persevere.

"Everyone, get out!" Su Qingyao's eyes were red, like a mother animal protecting her cubs, radiating a terrifying aura. She mercilessly pushed everyone in the delivery room except herself out. She held a kitchen knife across her chest, like an impenetrable barrier. Her eyes revealed a resolute and fierce gaze, as if she could instantly crush any danger that dared to approach. She roared, "If my sister can't give birth to twins, no one here today will leave alive!" Her voice was as resounding as a bell, filled with irresistible intimidation, as if a mysterious and powerful force froze the air around them.

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