Chapter 312 Extra 5: Raising a Cub (I)

Fu Yi and Prince Liang had rehearsed the day of Cheng Nianying's birth countless times in their minds.

"Fu Ruiming, Fu Ruiming, Fu Ruiming..." King Liang repeated several times in succession, "Let him guard outside the palace gate."

"This king must go and intimidate the ones ahead."

"Where is your Master Fu?"

King Liang looked up.

"I'm here!" Fu Ruiming had obviously just received the news. He strode over quickly, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

King Liang patted his shoulder heavily, not daring to waste time, and passed him by, hurried back to the front.

There was inevitably a commotion in the court.

Xiao Dong snatched the whip from the eunuch's hand and lashed it hard: "Silence!"

The court officials who had seen his methods actually calmed down.

King Liang's anxious pace slowed down.

He wanted to laugh.

His daughter became the emperor and was already a rebellious person. Unlike her father, she would not be constrained in every way and dared to use such a fierce character to intimidate others.

"Prince Liang, His Royal Highness Prince Liang has returned."

"May I ask, Your Highness, what is happening..."

Only when they saw King Liang did the court officials gather around him again.

Seeing this, Xiao Dong couldn't help but frown secretly, thinking that this group of people was more difficult to manage than cows.

King Liang paused and repeated, "Everyone, be quiet."

The court officials suddenly lowered their voices.

They couldn't ask at the moment, and the curiosity in their hearts turned into sea water, almost swallowing them up.

What is going on?

Will something unexpected happen to Your Majesty?

Whose child is that?

The imperial physician checks Ping'an's pulse every day, so how come there is no news from the harem?

They tried to recall the past: His Majesty's robes were voluminous, and she sat in a high seat, so ordinary people didn't dare look up at her. Yet, when she came and went, she was so light and graceful, without any sense of the heaviness of a pregnant woman...

It's so hidden that I've never found it! I've hidden it so well! As a result, I'm afraid I've missed the best opportunity to take action...

They endured the pain in their hearts that felt like ants gnawing at them, and waited together in an unbearable silence.

As time went on, the silence in the hall became more and more terrifying.

King Liang clenched his fingers until they crackled.

With Fu Yi here, everything should be fine, right?

If you are wrong, you will be safe and sound. If you are right, you will definitely be safe and sound!

On this side, the midwife looked at Wangyue in surprise, who was blocking the way and asked, "Are we just going to stand there like this?"

Wangyue felt strange: "You still want to sit?"

The midwife choked for a moment before continuing, "We should go inside and serve His Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, several female doctors were driven out.

The midwife's face suddenly turned strange, and she hurriedly lifted her skirt to go inside: "What can we do if there is no one inside?"

Wangyue refused to budge: "Who said there's no one left?"

Cheng Nianying, who was lying on the bed, sat up and asked, "What's that noise outside?"

He is quite energetic.

Fu Yi pushed her back unhappily.

Fu Yi lowered his head, his eyes turned, and he suddenly said, "Let the midwife come in."

Wangyue was surprised. Is this different from what was said before?

Cheng Nianying said, "Come in."

Only then did Wangyue give way.

Fu Yi pursed the corners of his lips in satisfaction, turned around and saw two midwives walking past the screen one after the other and coming into the inner room.

When they saw this, they were shocked.

"How could there be a man here?"

"What are you doing here?" Fu Yi asked without turning his head.

"Of course I'm here to deliver the baby."

"Then why waste time talking?" Fu Yi slowly stood up and stepped aside, "Be more decisive."

The two midwives squatted by the bed: "But, but how can you stay here, sir?"

Fu Yi said indifferently: "How can it be your turn to take care of this?"

One of the midwives was about to say something when the other patted her arm and said, "Aunt Lin, His Majesty's health is the most important thing. Why are you being so stubborn right now? Quickly hand me the scissors so I can cut open His Majesty's dress first..."

Aunt Lin responded twice.

Another midwife took the scissors, but paused: "Oh, it's already been cut."

She stretched out her hand and said, "Let me feel it and see if Your Majesty is about to give birth..."

As the words fell, a hint of viciousness flashed across her eyes.

But she failed to get close.

Fu Yi kicked her from the side with such force that she fell and hit the heater behind her.

The stove was so hot that she screamed.

Fu Yi stepped closer and asked, "Who sent you?"

The midwife's hair was all disheveled, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she painfully said, "Old slave, old slave, I don't know what the master is talking about."

Fu Yi took two steps closer and stepped on her again on the stove.

The midwife screamed again, but her eyes looked at Cheng Nianying stubbornly.

Cheng Nianying wanted to sit up and join in, but after thinking about it, she held back and lay back down.

Fu Yi took in the midwife's expression. "It's already this hour, what are you still looking at? Are you trying to see if His Majesty is frightened by this? It would be best if he's frightened to the point of not having the energy to give birth, right?"

The midwife's face turned increasingly pale, and she desperately stretched out her hands, trying to push Fu Yi away.

The next moment, Fu Yi loosened his grip a little.

The midwife also breathed a sigh of relief.

But she was only half relieved, because Fu Yi stepped on her throat instead. If he stepped a little harder, he could easily crush her entire larynx.

The midwife was so frightened that she forgot to scream and even took her eyes away from Cheng Nianying.

She didn't dare to look anymore, she just wanted to live.

Help!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please save this old slave..." she cried tremblingly.

Cheng Nianying thought about it for a moment and figured out why Fu Yi was so furious.

She asked, "Which concubine sent you?"

The midwife's words for help were suddenly stuck in her throat.

Fu Yi didn't have the patience to waste time with them: "Wangyue, come in and drag them out and interrogate them properly."

Aunt Lin was so frightened that she kowtowed repeatedly: "Please spare my life, spare my life..."

Wangyue rushed in upon hearing the noise and carried them out alive, one on the left and one on the right.

Fu Yi returned to Cheng Nianying's bed and took a lumbar pillow to raise Cheng Nianying's back.

Cheng Nianying raised her hand and touched his forehead.

Cold sweat.

Fu Yi pursed his lips tightly and grasped Cheng Nianying's fingertips, still feeling a sense of fear. He was extremely glad that he was a suspicious person and was always prepared.

"Fu Yi." Cheng Nianying suddenly called him.

"Don't be afraid." Cheng Nianying grabbed his hand in return.

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Wangyue pulled out the midwife's tooth.

She pulled out the tooth less skillfully than she would a nail, and it caused the midwife so much pain that she felt like she was dying.

He begged for mercy again and again: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

Just when the midwife uttered the name of "Concubine Yan" in the palace.

Wangyue suddenly heard a cry.

The crying sound was soft at first, and then gradually became louder.

Wangyue stayed there.

The midwife spoke incoherently: "Knife, knife, knife..." It was still in her mouth!

Can you take it away first?

Giving birth in the inner chamber, interrogating outside, how harsh is that? Wasn't the emperor even a little frightened?

Separated by a wall.

Cheng Nianying's face showed no sign of fatigue: "Let me see, let me see!"

When the midwife heard the emperor's powerful voice, her eyes went dark and she was completely heartbroken.

She is not a peasant woman working in the fields, so how can it be so easy for her to give birth to a child?

"Fu Yi?" Cheng Nianying called again.

Fu Yi's muscles were tense and he didn't move.

Cheng Nianying felt strange and held him tighter, her tone becoming more difficult: "But what happened to the child?"

Fu Yi shook his head stiffly: "It's just..."

Cheng Nianying was just about to get up and take a look.

Fu Yi's voice became even hoarse: "She is too small, her hands are soft, her feet are also soft..."

He was so nervous just now that he couldn't think about anything else. Now he felt...

"I was a little afraid to hug her hard."

Cheng Nianying managed to flip over with a somersault.

"Aying!"

"Let me hold her." Her eyes were as bright as stars, shockingly bright.

Fu Yi couldn't catch her in time. He watched her fall to the end of the bed and saw the appearance of a little baby.

Her movements suddenly changed from quick and decisive to cautious.

Just like that, when I touched her, she felt soft all over.

"Her head is so small."

Cheng Nianying licked her lips, her throat suddenly tightened as she said, "Fu Yi... I don't dare hug her either."

After she said that, she turned to look at Fu Yi, only to see that there were hideous bloodshot in Fu Yi's eyes.

"Fu Yi, your eyes are red..."

When the news reached the front court, King Liang slammed his palm and shouted, "Your Majesty has a successor! A new crown prince!"

First, the tone was set.

Then he turned around and ran wildly.

He arrived at Cheng Nianying's bedroom and saw the bloody midwife. His expression immediately changed: "She..."

"The prince caught him." Wangyue pushed Prince Liang inside. "Your Majesty and the prince are waiting for you."

Waiting for him? King Liang slowed down his pace.

The inner room had been cleared, revealing a purple-gold swaddling cloth...

King Liang's heart began to beat like thunder.