Chapter 1184 Childbirth

The couple was once deeply in love and the envy of everyone. Who would have thought that their relationship would end like this because of the woman's childbirth?

Qi Heng had seen too much bloodshed on the battlefield, but Granny Fang still dared not trust him too much.

"Just pretend I don't exist."

Qi Heng ordered a curtain to be hung in the delivery room to block the flow of labor, so that Yan Yan, Granny Fang, and the others could assist with the delivery without being disturbed by him.

The group exchanged glances, and Yan Yan nodded in acquiescence. This was the Emperor's greatest concession.

Granny Fang wiped her sweat, thinking to herself, even though they couldn't see him, the Emperor's aura was still there, putting them under a lot of pressure.

Inside the room, dozens of oil lamps shone brightly, their soft light illuminating Lin Yuesha's face. Her eyes were closed, and her curled eyelashes cast a row of shadows on her eyelids.

Nestled in Qi Heng's arms, Lin Yuesha let out a soft sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

Qi Heng was worried. He reminded himself to be more careful in the future, because he didn't want to see his wife suffer again.

"fine."

The bloodstains on Lin Yuesha's lips were wiped away, and her face gradually turned pale again. She gritted her teeth and said, "Husband, can you distract me?"

It hurts so much, I need to do something to distract myself.

"good."

Qi Heng stared intently at the curtain that blocked his view. He lowered his head and kissed Lin Yuesha's lips.

"kindness……"

The inner room was quiet, with only faint sounds coming from it. Yan Yan and Granny Fang exchanged a glance, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What were the Emperor and Empress doing? Was this the time for them to be intimate?

After a long while, Lin Yuesha took a deep breath, her cheeks flushed, her lips glistening with moisture, and said shyly, "Can't you think of another way?"

"What method?"

Seeing that his wife was not in as much pain as before, Qi Heng relaxed slightly. He picked up the ginseng soup on the small table, stirred it with a small spoon, tested the temperature, and then fed it to Lin Yuesha spoonful by spoonful.

“Husband, I see you brought a bamboo flute. How about you play a tune called ‘Good Days’?”

Lin Yuesha made a request, saying that today was an auspicious day, fitting the occasion.

In modern times, a comfortable environment is created for pregnant women to give birth, and some people even play cards and chat in the delivery room.

Perhaps a relaxed environment is more conducive to production.

"good."

Qi Heng didn't refuse; whatever his wife said went.

A joyous tune, played by Qi Heng in a soothing yet reassuring way, made Lin Yuesha nod as she listened; her husband's adaptation was just right.

"Your Majesty, you're about to give birth! Take a deep breath and push!"

Lin Yuesha was lost in her own thoughts, momentarily forgetting the pain, when Fang Mama's shout brought her back to reality.

It seems less painful than before, but in reality, the process is quite lengthy.

"Judging from the situation, she should be able to have a natural birth and won't need a C-section."

Yan Yan felt extremely fortunate when she saw the first baby's head about to emerge.

Lin Yuesha is indeed very lucky; the baby is in the correct position, which is extremely rare for someone carrying triplets.

As the first light of dawn appeared in the east, the baby was born safely. About half an hour later, the second baby, Beibei, couldn't wait to come out, followed by the baby.

Three little buns, all boys with hands.

The triplets were all quite big, which amazed everyone, as triplets are usually small and thin at birth.

"Husband, try to soothe the baby first; his cries are the loudest."

Lin Yuesha hadn't washed herself yet, and said somewhat anxiously.

The three little buns, with their strong arms and legs, cried loudly. As soon as Qi Heng took the babies, Bei Bei and the third baby seemed to be slighted and burst into tears together.

Qi Heng couldn't even lift the three little buns in his arms. He felt dizzy and lightheaded. For the first time, he felt that the common saying "many children, many blessings" was something he couldn't enjoy.

Qi Heng could hardly imagine that the future king of the new Qi was at this time a tiny little thing who couldn't even open his eyes, only knew how to cry, and had red and wrinkled skin.

Moreover, the crying was very loud.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Empress has given birth to three princes!"

Inside the room, the atmosphere was joyous and lively.

Granny Fang had become bolder; having survived the ordeal, she only wanted to ask for a reward.

"Everyone will be richly rewarded!"

With mother and child safe and sound, Qi Heng was so excited that he was incoherent. He gave up holding the three crying babies and turned to wipe Lin Yuesha's body with warm water.

"Your Majesty, let this old servant do it."

Upon receiving the reward, Granny Fang hurriedly stepped forward to fawn over her, but Qi Heng stopped her, as he was the one who usually bathed his wife.

When his wife took over the job, he was worried that he wouldn't do it meticulously enough.

Qi Heng had consulted with female doctors like Yan Yan beforehand and learned that Lin Yuesha did not need to follow the old ways of postpartum care. She could simply wash and clean herself, open the windows regularly for ventilation, and move around in the room, as long as she was protected from drafts.

In the partitioned area of ​​the delivery room, there was a postpartum care room and a warm room for Lin Yuesha to pass the time. In the warm room were two turtles given by Xu Da, and a quiet quail bought by Qi Heng. The quail had been raised for two months and now lays eggs every day. Although the eggs were not big, they were very nutritious.

"My husband, I want to see the three little ones."

Lin Yuesha had been eagerly anticipating a daughter, making many adorable little swaddling clothes. However, the lottery results left her stunned.

After a brief period of frustration, Lin Yuesha felt a little relieved.

She drank a lot of ginseng soup, and instead of feeling exhausted after giving birth, she was very energetic.

The triplets look very alike, almost like they were made from the same mold. They have long, narrow eyes, and their eyebrows and eyes are more like Qi Heng's.

"My wife, just give me a hug and then I'll rest."

Just as Qi Heng was about to hand the baby over to Lin Yuesha, the baby unexpectedly drew a map on him.

"Look, the child is so close to you."

Lin Yuesha covered her mouth and chuckled. Both she and her husband were first-time parents and had no experience. They even discussed that the strict father and the kind mother would divide the work in the education of the triplets.

Having three sons, the question of who will be the future heir apparent is a serious one.

It is said that family ties are weak in the imperial family, but this must never happen to the three children. They must always remember that they are family members whose blood is thicker than water, and support each other.

The capable rise to the top, which can create competition among brothers. It's better to follow the order of seniority and have the eldest son take on more responsibility.

When it comes to the education of her children, Lin Yuesha wants to be a hands-off manager, leaving Qi Heng to take full responsibility.

"Wife, the little dumpling seems hungry. Should we call the wet nurse over?"

Qi Heng knew absolutely nothing about women. He grew up drinking goat's milk and didn't even know when women could breastfeed.

Prior to this, Qi Heng had raised several sheep in Chenjia Village, carefully feeding them in preparation for any eventuality.

"No need, I'll do it."

Lin Yuesha didn't want her child to grow up on someone else's milk; this was her flesh and blood, and she was her only mother.

"Your Majesty, please have some crucian carp soup first."

Granny Fang brought over a large bowl, which Lin Yuesha drank down without blinking, and then held the baby to her chest.

Qi Heng felt a surge of heat in his heart. He swallowed hard, his eyes deep and thoughtful.