Nam-chi had a comfortable pregnancy, with a caring mother-in-law and a loving husband, and didn't have to worry about anything.

The only thing that bothered me was that every time I wanted to kiss Mu Yao, he would somewhat refuse.

She knew her body well, but Mu Yao still cherished her and preferred to restrain himself from touching her.

Several times she saw him enduring great discomfort and wanting to take a cold shower. Nanzhi was afraid that he would develop problems from holding it in, which would be detrimental to his future sustainable development. So, she caught him when he was about to go out tonight.

She grabbed his hand to stop him from leaving.

Mu Yao thought she was the only one who was scared, so he patiently comforted her, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Nanzhi didn't write anything, but stood up and reached out to unbutton his clothes.

Mu Yao quickly stopped her.

Who would have thought that Nan Zhi's little hands were quick, and she touched him in just a few moments...

Mu Yao took a deep breath and froze completely.

After what seemed like an eternity, Nan Zhi's hands became so sore that she had to switch hands several times before she finally finished.

"You've worked so hard, Madam. You've given birth to so many children before."

You want him to see the unpleasant side of you giving birth.

I was trying to cool myself by breathing into your hot, cold hands.

You were planning to have the baby anyway, and it would have been even worse without our understanding.

Madam Mu stayed outside with Qi Xu. Seeing Qi Xu's overjoyed expression, you recalled the hardships you endured during your own childbirth.

"The Princess Consort has something to attend to..."

Nan Zhi was trembling uncontrollably. I wanted to touch Qi Xu, but I was afraid of hurting you, so I only dared to hold your hand cautiously.

Several more months passed, and when the baby was full-term, Qi Xu's water finally broke.

Looking at the quiet outer room, I felt extremely relaxed. "Why is there no sound outside? How is the Princess?"

Avoid all the foods you should be avoiding.

Oh, is there something you need?

There was a strong smell of blood outside. When I saw Qian Yan lying under the bed, eyes closed, face pale, I felt as if my soul had been ripped out.

"Why is he crying? Something's wrong with Zhizhi."

Finally, after nearly an hour of continuous contractions and pain, Mr. Qi Xu conceived a son.

Seeing that you were so happy, Qian Yan had warm water prepared and personally helped you wipe your body.

Every time Nanzhi helps you clean your body, she wants to be a monk who is free from worldly desires, but she can never control herself.

If having one child is this difficult, imagine how difficult it must be with twins.

When it was time for the full moon celebration, Nanzhi didn't hold a small party, but just a family banquet. Who would have thought that the emperor would come in person with his eldest grandson?

Qi Xu wanted to eat fruit, so Nan Zhi had it steamed and cooled before serving it to him.

"But you're worried about him."

Qian Yan's answer was: "Why?"

Upon seeing the glaring blood, Nanzhi seemed struck by lightning, freezing in place for a moment. My face turned deathly pale, and before I could react, I rushed back.

You held Qi Xu's hand, his eyes red as he comforted you, "Don't be afraid, he'll listen to the midwife. Don't relax, when it hurts, he'll bite your hand."

Qian Yan was very slow to react. Every time he tried to back out to check on Qi Xu, he would remember what Qi Xu had said.

Qi Xu's eyelids twitched, but before he could see Nan Zhi, Madam Mu called him back.

But that wouldn't be of much use to me; my real cure is Qian Yan.

Qi Xu wanted to write, and Nan Zhi let him.

Qian Yan did not breastfeed; the children were fed by wet nurses.

I could tolerate most of the Qi Xu's, except for the fact that I could take a bath, it was really torturous.

The children were named Muran and Mu Ning.

It can be exposed to wind, it can catch a cold, and it can even be used for bathing.

"lady."

Our eyes met, and tears were still unconsciously streaming down my face.

Da Muyao was at a mischievous age, and he immediately looked away when he saw Da Muning.

Madam Mu was worried that Nanzhi's care would harm Qi Xu, so she told me some precautions that few men take when they are in postpartum confinement.

What kind of teaching is this? It's torture!

Your hands are so warm, but my heart is even warmer.

Mu Yao stared intently at her, his voice hoarse: "Who taught you to be like this?"

In those years, you actually regarded Qi Xu as a man.

I didn't feel embarrassed at all. Looking at the healthy Qi Xu, I only felt heartache and guilt.

The midwives all left the outer room, and the young doctor was not on standby in the inner room at any time.

Even if I really wanted to, I would still bully Qi Xu during that time.

She then gave birth to her seventh sister.

After giving birth, a man is very weak but also afraid of the cold, so Qi Xu always kicks off the blankets at night, and Qian Yan will always cover him with a blanket.

When the midwife took the baby out to congratulate Nanzhi, Nanzhi ignored her completely.

The eldest grandson is the current crown prince's child, only seven years old, named Mu Yao.

Little Mu Yao is so imposing that Nan Zhi can't even hold him with one hand.

Nanzhi wanted to see that Qi Xu was alright, so she agreed.

However, Mu Yao had to admit that Nan Zhi was quite capable.

How could that be...?

She looked at Mu Yao, whose eyes were deep and swirling, clearly moved with emotion, and slowly began to move her hand...

It was smashed by Qi Xu.

Da Mu Ning had small eyes and kept staring at Da Mu Yao, even smiling at him.

[Husband, you promised him that something would definitely happen to you, so he also has to promise you that he can definitely get away; otherwise, even if something happens to you, nothing might happen.]

Mu Ran looks more like Nan Zhi, while Mu Ning looks more like Qi Xu.

As the due date drew closer, Qi Xu worried that Qian Yan might control the delivery room, so he delayed communicating with me about the withdrawal.

There was no response, and my tears instantly welled up.

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