After learning that Yu'er was pregnant, the midwives were already prepared. They were all elderly people on the grassland with at least ten years of rich experience.

We found six of them, and they have been on standby these days, living in a big tent on the side waiting for the master's call, so they arrived quickly.

After entering the big tent, his hurried steps suddenly stopped, and he saw the big tent with clear candlelight.

Huyan Lie was holding his wife who was crying out in pain beside the bed. The tall and intimidating man was like a male wolf guarding a wounded female wolf.

He looked down at his wife half in his arms, filled with heartache and tenderness.

He gently brushed his wife's sweaty forehead with his thumb, suppressed the panic that was bursting out from the bottom of his heart, and spoke softly to comfort his wife who was about to give birth.

But when he turned to look at them, his face was very serious.

"Take good care of the princess. You must ensure her safety at all costs."

The implication is that no one can compare to his wife, even the child in her belly, his child.

The midwives looked at each other in bewilderment. In all her years of delivering babies, this was the first time she had met a man who valued his wife more than his children.

No matter how much a man cares about his wife, he cannot escape the iron rule of valuing blood inheritance more.

Hu Yanlie is different. He loves his wife the most, and everything else is as light as a feather compared to his wife.

Even the fruit of their love and bloodline inheritance is nothing compared to his wife.

Hu Yanlie didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay, but the midwife disagreed. A grown man with clumsy hands and feet couldn't help, so would it be a nuisance if he stayed here?

He wanted to stay, but was pushed out of the tent.

The man standing outside the big tent in a daze seemed expressionless. The tent was opened and closed, and he went in and out countless times.

The man didn't react at all. Others who saw this could only sigh at how calm this man who was about to become a father was.

In fact, when Huyan Lie heard the cries of pain coming from inside the tent, his legs and feet became weak, and he might fall to the ground if he took a step forward.

His lips were trembling and he couldn't open his mouth. He wanted to say something to his wife who was working hard to give birth inside, but the words couldn't come out.

Helplessly, he raised his head, his wife's soft cries of pain lingering in his ears.

"No more children, no more children. I won't have any more children no matter what."

The man, who was living a miserable life, made up his mind not to have any children no matter what.

The tent was filled with the smell of blood, and Huyan Lie, whose back was stiff outside the tent, was also in a bad condition.

He didn't know how long he waited. The summer evening breeze was cool, and the noises in the tent gradually became smaller. He seemed to hear something in a trance.

"It's born, it's born."

There was no time to listen, the man was really disappointing and fell to the ground unconscious.

Meng'er, who was accompanying the princess in childbirth in the tent, opened the tent while holding the daughter born by the princess and was about to announce the good news.

Facing the incompetent lord who fainted on the ground, Meng'er was speechless and choked with emotion while holding the young master.

He quickly called for someone to carry the seemingly strong but weak Hu Yanlie to a large tent nearby to rest.

I finally endured the pain and the baby crawled out of my belly, and then I slept until dawn.

Yu'er, who was covered with a thin quilt on the bed, woke up from her sleep. As a new mother, the first thing she said after opening her eyes was to ask about the baby in her belly.

Meng'er stayed up for half the night. When she saw that her master had woken up and wanted to see the little master, she held the newborn little master close to Yu'er's eyes for her to take a look.

"Master, look at how beautiful the young master is. She looks just like you, with the same eyebrows and eyes. She will definitely be a beauty in the future."

Meng'er has never delivered other children, but she is not bragging.

The baby in the cradle had fair skin. Although his eyes were closed, he was sleeping soundly with his pink mouth slightly open. You could vaguely make out his delicate eyebrows and eyes. He was indeed a beauty.

When parents look at their children, they can't help but put them through a thick filter.

Don’t say that the kid is good-looking, even if he is not good-looking, Yuer can still see the trick.

Just looking was not enough, she also wanted to hold the child, so she carefully took the child from Meng'er's arms and rocked him gently.

The baby wrapped in a small quilt slept more peacefully in his mother's arms.

Yu'er, filled with maternal love, had seen enough of the little cub. She turned around and looked around. She didn't notice it before, but now she realized that someone was missing.

Holding the sleeping baby, the baby's mother asked where her father was.

It would be fine if you didn't mention it, but as soon as you mentioned it, Meng'er rolled her eyes to the sky in displeasure.

You said that at the critical moment, the woman was trying her best to give birth to a baby in the house, and the husband and father actually fainted outside.

If I tell this to others, I'll be laughed at.

Meng'er never imagined that her master looked so intimidating on the outside, but was so fragile on the inside.

Compared to Meng'er's fuss, Yu'er just smiled when she heard it.

Family members know their own affairs. Her husband was so nervous about her pregnancy that he stayed up late for nights and couldn't sleep. His nerves were always tense.

I'm afraid that knowing that she gave birth to the baby safely, her tense nerves would relax and she would have a good rest.

"Hey, have you heard? Hu Yanlie fainted outside the tent while watching over his wife who was about to give birth."

"Isn't it natural for women to give birth? My wife gave birth to three children, and I didn't even faint."

"Fuck you! The princess's physique is no better than our Northern Hu. Both men and women grew up on horseback. Isn't it normal for His Majesty to be nervous and worried?"

The news that Huyan Lie fainted outside the tent in the middle of the night spread like wildfire, and the Great Chanyu naturally heard about it as well.

"Shan Yu, Lie'er's wife has given birth to a baby girl. As the elders, we must send something to celebrate. What do you think?"

Early that morning, the first Yanshi was the first to get the news. She maintained a good relationship with the princess.

The main reason was that the princess was kind to her daughter. First, Yanshi appreciated her kindness and reciprocated the favor by mentioning it while helping her husband change his clothes.

For some unknown reason, the Great Chanyu had always deliberately ignored and alienated his nephew's princess.

When the first Yanshi was mentioned at this time, that vivid figure immediately appeared in the man's mind, and the figure that haunted his dreams never faded.

There is a world of difference between genuine forgetfulness and feigned forgetfulness.

True forgetting means not caring at all, while false forgetting is deliberately reminding yourself not to care but still caring very much.

The memory of being forced to evict but unable to expel him often rolled over in his mind, and it only took a small opportunity, just like today.

The Great Chanyu remained calm and ordered his subordinates to send a series of items including furs, gold, silk, cattle, horses, and sheep in front of the First Lady.

As the elder, the Great Chanyu bestowed many gifts upon the younger generation. As the princess's nominal aunts, the four concubines also sent gifts of congratulations.

The same thing happened to several princes and princesses, and gifts flowed into the couple's tent like a stream.

Hu Yanlie didn't ask any questions and lightly told Meng'er to count the money in the account. He held his new baby daughter in his arms and watched over his wife.

"Oh my, how come my daughter is so pretty? She really looks like your mother. Such eyebrows and eyes are really blessed."

When a man praises his daughter, the words come out non-stop.

He supported the swaddled daughter with his arms and swayed her back and forth without stopping. Look at her nose, look at her eyes, she looks like she was carved from the same mold as his wife.

Hu Yanlie was so proud that he didn't even remember being jealous of his daughter before. He just liked his daughter no matter how he looked at her. He held her in his arms and wouldn't let go no matter who came.