Chen Xiaoru took the multi-fetus pill and had several babies in her belly. Now she is in the late stage of pregnancy and her belly is terrifyingly big, like a ball that will explode at any time. It is terrifying to look at.

Song Zhe became increasingly cautious, his entire body tense and anxious, unable to sleep at night. Whenever Chen Xiaoru turned over at night, he would wake up immediately, eyes wide open, and watch over her until dawn. This repeated cycle continued until he lost weight at a noticeable rate, his eye sockets sunken and cheekbones protruding, making him look like a refugee fleeing a disaster.

"My husband, look at you, how thin you have become."

Chen Xiaoru caressed his cheek lovingly, the prickly feeling under her fingertips making her feel uneasy. "My belly is a little bigger, but it's not that scary. Don't scare yourself."

"I'm not afraid..."

Song Zhe held her hand, pressing it tightly against his face. His voice was hoarse and full of fatigue. "Your belly makes me panic when I see it. What if..."

He didn't dare to say anything more, but just held her hand tighter.

"How can there be so many what-ifs?"

Chen Xiaoru pulled her hand away and gently patted his face. "You're just worrying about nothing. Lie down and have a good sleep. Look at the dark circles under your eyes. You look like a ghost."

"I can't sleep."

Song Zhe shook his head, his eyes fixed on her bulging belly. "I'm afraid that once I fall asleep, you and the child will..."

"Song Zhe!"

Chen Xiaoru raised her voice with a hint of annoyance, "If you keep going on like this, you'll collapse before the baby is even born! Look at you now, you're neither human nor ghost. How can I be at ease with you?"

Song Zhe froze at her shout, the bloodshot in his eyes dimming a bit. The lingering anxiety was washed away by guilt. Like a scolded dog, he hung his head and said in a voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Xiao Ru, I... I just can't control myself..."

Seeing him like this, Chen Xiaoru's eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice became sobbing: "Husband, if you get sick, what will happen to me and the babies in my belly?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her trembling hand and gently touched his sunken eye sockets, which were dark blue.

Song Zhe couldn't stand her fragility. His heart ached as if it had been cut by a knife. He held Chen Xiaoru's cold little hand with his backhand, put it to his lips and blew gently, then carefully placed a kiss on her forehead, as gentle as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world:

"Xiao Ru, don't cry, I'm going to sleep, I'm going to sleep right now. I feel so bad when you're like this."

"Yeah, let's sleep together."

Chen Xiaoru sniffed, her voice soft as if she was acting coquettishly, and she looked at him with tearful eyes.

Song Zhe's heart instantly softened into a pool of water. He hugged her from behind and let her lean on his chest. One hand gently covered her bulging belly, feeling the movements of the little ones inside.

The familiar fragrance of her hair lingered at the tip of his nose, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. During this period of time, he seemed to be living in a dream, surrounded by a huge sense of happiness.

Song Zhe hugged Chen Xiaoru, feeling the warmth of her body. His tense nerves gradually relaxed, sleepiness came over him like a tide, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Slowly, Song Zhe fell asleep. Chen Xiaoru listened to Song Zhe's gradually steady breathing, her tense nerves relaxed, and she closed her eyes in peace.

Time passed day by day, and after dinner that day, Chen Xiaoru suddenly felt a sharp cramp in her abdomen. Her heart skipped a beat, and she realized that this was a sign of giving birth.

"Husband, I... my stomach hurts so much. I'm afraid I'm about to give birth." Chen Xiaoru supported her waist with one hand and stroked her bulging belly with the other. Fine beads of sweat seeped out of her forehead and her voice trembled slightly.

"What? She's going to give birth?"

Song Zhe panicked upon hearing this. He stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning. His mind was blank, and he murmured in a panic, "It's time to give birth... It's time to give birth..."

"Husband, wake up!"

Seeing him like this, Chen Xiaoru suppressed the pain in her stomach and pinched him hard, "Help me get to the delivery room quickly, and call the midwife!"

Song Zhe was suddenly brought back to his senses by her pinch. Seeing Chen Xiaoru's painful appearance, he felt distressed and panicked. He hurried forward and carefully supported her, his voice changing: "Xiaoru, how are you? Is it painful? I...I'll help you to the delivery room right away!"

He supported Chen Xiaoru, walking very slowly, step by step, for fear of shaking her, and settled her on the bed in the delivery room.

"Someone come! Go and call the midwife, the Crown Princess is about to give birth!" Song Zhe shouted anxiously towards the outside of the door, his voice hoarse.

Upon hearing this, the maids were immediately seized with a sense of urgency. They hurried about, some dashing to fetch the midwife, others swiftly preparing hot water, scissors, and other supplies. The previously tranquil Prince Pingyang's mansion was instantly enveloped in a tense atmosphere, like a taut string.

Song Zhe held Chen Xiaoru's hand tightly. His fingertips were cold, but his palms were sweaty. He said calmly, "Xiaoru, don't be afraid. I... I'm here with you."

Chen Xiaoru looked at him, a layer of fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of her forehead. She held Song Zhe's trembling hand and looked at him with some amusement. Who is afraid? Your hand holding mine is shaking.

"Husband, please go out first. If you stay here, it will be difficult to deal with the midwife when she comes." Chen Xiaoru advised softly, trying to get him away.

"Xiao Ru, I want to stay here with you." Song Zhe shook his head stubbornly, his eyes full of anxiety and heartache.

"Husband, be obedient and go out. I don't want you to see my ugly side." Chen Xiaoru coaxed softly, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

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