Thunder roared in the dark night at the Prince Yi's Mansion, and lightning flashed across the sky, as if splitting the sky apart. A strong wind blew, and the big red lanterns hanging on the corridor swayed left and right in the wind. Servants walked hurriedly with a hurried look on their faces.

"Hurry, hurry... hurry up..." The attendant beside the princess led a few people behind her to the princess's courtyard, half walking and half running, urging the people behind to catch up.

The old doctor followed behind with the medicine boy. He didn't see the road under his feet, and he almost fell down after a wrong step. Fortunately, the medicine boy behind him reached out in time to hold on to his heels, and hurriedly followed.

The candles in the room were lit, and the dim candlelight hit the bed, and the light was not very bright.

The person on the bed had a pale face, and his black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his face. Liang Xijun gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his stomach. This unusual pain made him feel scared. The thunder outside made people feel uneasy, as if something bad was going to happen. The windows were rustling in the wind.

He must give birth to his child safely. He must not let his child get hurt, and he must not let anything happen to himself. He also wants to accompany his child to grow up and watch him become the master of the Yiwang Mansion in the future.

If one day his husband sits on that position, then he will be the queen who rules the world, standing beside his husband and overlooking the world together. And his child will be the prince in the future, and he will be the master of this world!

"Princess, the doctor will be here soon, please bear with me." The princess's attendant wiped the sweat off her forehead with a silk cloth and comforted her.

"Where is your master?" Liang Xijun grabbed the servant's hand and asked anxiously.

At this time, what a person hopes for is that the person he loves can be by his side, and the child's father can be by his side, accompanying him to give birth to the child safely.

His hand was grasped tightly by their princess, and even when her nails dug into his flesh, the little slave comforted their princess without changing his expression, saying, "Princess, don't worry, we have sent someone to invite the prince, and he will be here soon."

Someone was sent to invite their prince, but as for whether they could invite their prince or when they could come, he, as a servant, didn't know, and he said this to comfort their princess.

However, if their prince knew that the princess was about to give birth, he would definitely rush to their princess as soon as possible.

"Go, call Fu Zhaonian over."

"Yes!"

Fu Zhaonian is the chief steward of the Prince Yi's mansion. All matters, big or small, are under the charge of Fu Zhaonian. If anyone in the Prince Yi's mansion is the closest person to the Prince Yi, it must be Fu Zhaonian.

Liang Xijun asked the servant to call steward Fu over.

Hearing that something happened in the princess's room at night, steward Fu got up in a hurry and went to the courtyard where the princess lived. When he heard that their princess was calling him, steward Fu stood outside the door waiting.

The door opened, and the servant inside came out to convey their master's words, asking when their prince would come.

"Please rest assured, princess, I have asked someone to notify the prince." Steward Fu asked the servant who was delivering the message to go in and tell the princess so that she could rest assured.

The servant who came out went in to pass on the message. The people inside seemed to be relieved after hearing the message. But the pain in his stomach could not be ignored. He gasped in pain, and his clenched teeth loosened. Liang Xijun still couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

At this time, the doctor who was invited arrived, and the midwife also went in. The extra people in the room were asked to leave, leaving only two to help. The old midwife who came out was from the prime minister's residence. She called the servant to come and ask someone to go to the prime minister's residence to inform their prime minister and his wife.

"Wait a minute, the prime minister and his wife must have gone to bed at this time. It would be better to wait until the princess gives birth tomorrow, and then send someone to the prime minister's residence to send good news." Butler Fu stretched out his hand, stopped the man, and said.

"...Yes, yes, what Butler Fu said is right. When the princess gives birth to a fat boy, we will send someone to the prime minister's residence to send good news." The old woman came from the prime minister's residence. When their master has something to do, they naturally want to send someone to the prime minister's residence to inform their prime minister and his wife. Little do they know that this is already the Yiwang Mansion, and not everything needs to be sent to the prime minister's residence.

Butler Fu's expression can't tell what he is thinking. These people are almost forgetting who their master is!

There is nothing in this palace that Butler Fu doesn't know, and his master is always only one, that is, the owner of this palace, and he is only loyal to his master. Their prince is not in the mansion. As for where their prince has gone, Fu Zhaonian knows better than anyone else, but this secret cannot be told even if he dies.

Naturally, people from the Xiangfu could not be allowed to come at this time, and Fu Zhaonian's heart naturally favored their prince.

Zhen Lanchu was awakened by thunder at night. He went to Xiao Zheng'er's room to see Xiao Zheng'er and saw that the child was sleeping well and was not awakened by the thunder at night. He covered the child with a quilt and asked the slave who took care of him at night to pay attention to him. Then he went back to his room.

"Did something happen in the courtyard over there?" Zhen Lanchu asked when he heard the sound coming from there.

"Master, I think the princess is about to give birth." The little slave whispered in their master's ear. He just went over there to take a look and happened to see the princess's attendant leading a large group of people inside.

Zhen Lanfeng glanced over the wall and his heart skipped a beat. According to this time, Liang Baojun was about to give birth. Thinking of his little Zheng'er in the room, he shook his head. There was nothing to compete with Liang Baojun, and he had no ability to compete with Liang Xijun. It was enough for him to have his little Zheng'er. This was already a gift from God to him.

He also ordered, "Prepare the gifts tomorrow morning and have someone send them over." The servant next to him responded, and Zhen Lanfeng went back to his room.

After the doctor in the room took the princess' pulse, he said, "I'm sorry, please forgive me, princess." He touched the princess's belly a few times, waved to the nanny next to him, and whispered an order.

Ah Ma whispered to the princess, and only after getting her consent did she lift the quilt and take a look under the princess.

There was a loud crack of thunder, a raindrop fell, and with the sound of crackling rain, it began to rain heavily.

This rainy night was destined to be unusual.

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out in the night, and the falling feet stepped into the water, splashing water. Walking in front was His Royal Highness the King of Wings in a black robe. Hearing the footsteps, the servants guarding outside the door saw their prince coming, saluted and respectfully called out "Prince".

Butler Fu hurriedly went up to him, called out "Prince", and told his master everything that happened in the mansion.

It was pouring down outside. People who walked through the rain had their clothes half wet. Their faces were as hard as if they were carved by a knife or an axe. There was a chill around them. The servants in the mansion lowered their heads when they saw their prince, not daring to look directly at him.

Feng Lingxiao, who was standing outside the door, looked at the door of the house with an unpredictable expression. He waved for someone to come over and gave an order.

Fu Zhaonian nodded, responded, and went to arrange the matter himself. He was not at ease with other people doing it.

It was difficult for a boy to be pregnant and give birth to a child, and it was even more difficult with this first child. Some boys could not survive this, some died in one body, and some died right after giving birth. The children who were born were born without their mothers, and they would be pitiful in the future.

The Yiwang Mansion was not an ordinary family, and they would not tolerate any mistakes from them.

The midwife in the room took the handkerchief handed to her and wiped the sweat from her forehead, shouting, "Princess, take a deep breath, and push harder..."

"Push harder... Yes, that's it."

"Ah..."

The amniotic fluid had broken, but the fetus was not about to come out yet. The midwife was a little scared. This was not an ordinary boy. The one on the bed was the princess of Prince Yi's mansion. If anything happened, he would have more than ten heads to chop off.

The people standing outside listened to the groaning in the room. The expression on His Royal Highness Prince Yi's face was a little ugly. He immediately understood that the person's endurance was not because it didn't hurt, but because the person didn't want him to worry, so she held back and didn't make a sound.

How can a boy give birth without pain?

When his concubine gave birth to his first child, he didn't return to the mansion until the child was born. When he returned, he saw the newborn child, and his concubine and mother were all safe. Therefore, His Royal Highness Prince Yi did not know how difficult it was for this boy to give birth. He just thought that he would give birth in one breath as his concubine said.

After figuring this out, Feng Lingxiao's heart was filled with endless regret.

He didn't know what that person would do if he knew that he was not waiting outside the door. He suddenly regretted leaving there and returned to Prince Yi's Mansion.

But now he had no time to think about it or not. As a prince, he did not come when his princess gave birth. There was no reason to explain this. Feng Lingxiao would not be willing to expose Fang Ziye's existence at this time. It had come to this point, and he had to grit his teeth and go on.

The door of the room opened, and basins of blood were brought out, and boiling hot water was brought in.

The door opened, and the midwife in the room ran out, knelt in front of the prince, kowtowed, and begged for mercy. The King of Yi kicked the person kneeling in front of him away with a cold face, and the housekeeper immediately asked the guards to go forward and pull the person away.

The room was filled with a strong smell of blood, and people standing outside the door could smell it. There were

large patches of blood on the bed, and the person lying on the bed was barely breathing, with half-closed eyes about to close. He never knew that giving birth would be so painful, but even so, Liang Baojun did not regret having this child.

His and the King of Yi’s child, this is their child...

He must give birth to this child safely. With this breath, Liang Xijun held on and did not fall down.

"Go to the Feng Mansion and call Doctor Feng over!" Feng Lingxiao said.

"Yes!"

Feng Mansion was not far from Prince Yi's Mansion. It was just across the street. However, the road was difficult to travel on this rainy night. The servants who went to invite the people over were still a little slower than usual. Doctor Feng followed the people with his medicine box on his back. When he saw Prince Yi outside the door, he bowed to him and went inside.

Feng Lingxiao, who was standing outside the door, said nothing. His eyes became darker. Only he knew how anxious he was.