Even though Lu Xiaoyun had made preparations long ago, when it came time to give birth, she suddenly felt weak in her limbs, her face turned pale, and her whole body seemed to have all her strength drained away.
She felt weak at the thought of her man bearing her child.
Lu Yucheng panicked and, disregarding her status, slapped her hard: "Your Highness, what are you still standing here for? Quickly take Xiaoyun to the delivery room!"
"My legs are weak. Brother, would you like to carry me?"
Lu Yucheng was about to faint from anger. Now you're telling me your legs are weak and you can't carry me?!
Qi Wanting handed the baby to a servant and hurried over: "Husband, quickly take Xiaoyun to the delivery room. The prince is just too nervous, don't scold him."
Lu Yucheng glared fiercely at "Prince An" and bent down to hug him.
Lu Xiaoyun took several deep breaths and stopped Lu Yucheng: "I'll do it!"
He spoke with great conviction, but his legs were trembling.
She bent down, supporting Zhu Yu's back with one hand and reaching down to his knees with the other, finally managing to lift him up.
Zhu Yu frowned, his hands gripping Lu Xiaoyun's clothes tightly, his fingers turning white.
Lu Yucheng's forehead was covered in sweat as he stayed close to his brother-in-law, afraid that his legs might give way and he would throw his sister away.
The delivery room had been prepared long ago, and it was disinfected and cleaned every day according to Ayan's requirements. As soon as Lu Xiaoyun put Zhu Yu on the delivery bed, the midwife chased her out.
"Your Highness, please wait outside. This is the delivery room; it's considered unlucky."
Lu Xiaoyun's face was completely drained of color. She held Zhu Yu's hand tightly and said, "I'm not going out. Don't worry about me. Just go about your business."
"But, Your Highness, the delivery room is stained with blood, which is considered unlucky."
"What's so unlucky about my wife giving birth to my child? Enough said. Once the princess gives birth safely, you will all be richly rewarded."
Zhu Yu held Lu Xiaoyun's hand, as if this woman could give him, a man about to give birth, immense courage and strength.
But reason told him that Lu Xiaoyun couldn't be here at this time, otherwise the midwives would be distracted.
He had actually started pain relief, but the pain was still within his tolerance level.
When his sister-in-law gave birth to Xiao Zixu, it was extremely quick, taking only two hours. The midwife had told him that childbirth is very fast, and some people give birth in half an hour.
He thought he would be quick too.
It'll only be an hour or two; you'll get through it quickly.
There's a constant, subtle warmth emanating from my wrist, and the numbers on it are steadily decreasing, one or two points at a time.
"You go out first. They'll be nervous if you stay here. Don't worry, I and the baby will be fine."
Large beads of sweat rolled down Lu Xiaoyun's forehead. Zhu Yu comforted her instead, "Don't be nervous. I feel uncomfortable with you here. Don't worry, I promised you I'd be fine. We'll be able to meet our children soon, there are two of them, aren't I amazing?"
Zhu Yu's body trembled slightly, and another wave of pain struck.
Lu Xiaoyun knelt down in front of the bed, nodding vigorously: "You are very capable and brave."
"Then, you can leave."
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth and slowly stood up, glancing back at Zhu Yu lying on the bed every few steps.
Zhu Yu forced an ugly smile.
Lu Yuyan arrived with a medicine box that had been prepared beforehand. He stood outside the screen and discussed Zhu Yu's condition with the midwife.
"The baby is in the correct position," the midwife said, touching Zhu Yu's belly.
As long as the baby is in the right position, Lu Yuyan thought it should be quick.
Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, and Zhu Yu cried out in agony, "Ah..."
Lu Xiaoyun almost knelt down as she reached the door, but luckily Lu Yucheng helped her up.
"What's wrong?" Lu Xiaoyun was about to rush in again, but was stopped by the quick-witted midwife. "Your Highness, the Princess is giving birth. Childbirth is always painful. Please wait outside."
Lu Yucheng helped Lu Xiaoyun, whose legs were too weak to stand, out of the room.
After a sudden pain, Zhu Yu took a deep breath and adjusted his lying position. Unexpectedly, two midwives came and, without saying a word, pulled down his pants and put his legs up on the side rack.
Zhu Yu suddenly felt a chill in his lower body; his private parts were now completely exposed to the midwives. Zhu Yu was furious and embarrassed: "What are you doing?"
Another wave of pain struck: "Ah!"
The midwife hurriedly said, "Your Highness, you mustn't shout now; you need to conserve your energy. Don't move, open your legs; the baby needs to come out from here."
Zhu Yu's brow twitched. Fine, he already knew the child came from this place; hadn't Ayan given him a lesson?
What a disgrace! It's so embarrassing! Only Lu Xiaoyun has ever seen that place, and now he's being forced to leave it wide open for five midwives to see.
After a while, two old women even put their hands inside...!
Oh God, kill him! Ah! Ah!!
"It's only two fingers dilated. Your Highness, please adjust your breathing to match my rhythm. Inhale...exhale...inhale...Yes, very good, Your Highness, you're doing very well. That's it. We've only just begun, so we can't waste any energy."
Outside the door, Lu Xiaoyun peered through the crack in the door, then through the windowsill, and then ran over to peer through the crack in the door again, but there was a screen blocking her view, so she couldn't see anything. She then pressed her ear against the door.
Lu Yucheng pulled her back: "Your Highness, please be quiet for a moment!"
"Brother, why isn't he calling anymore?"
Lu Yucheng had a headache: "Isn't it a good thing that they don't call?"
"A good thing? How could it be a good thing!" Is it because it's too painful to even cry out?
Will Zhu Yu be in danger? No, he won't. With Ayan here, Zhu Yu will be fine.
Lu Xiaoyun paced back and forth in front of the door, making the anxious crowd waiting outside feel dizzy.
Consort Duan didn't care. She pushed her wheelchair forward and slapped her on the waist: "You shut up for a minute!"
"mother……"
"It's alright!" Consort Duan said firmly.
He then instructed someone to cook something: "Prepare something for Xiaoyun to eat. She needs a lot of strength to give birth to two children. Let her eat something while she's not in pain."
The Duke of Zhenguo feigned composure, but his clenched hands and the prominent veins on the back of his hands betrayed his nervous and flustered state of mind.
Twenty years ago, when Xiaoyun's mother gave birth to her, he wasn't by her side. When he returned to Shengjing, he only saw a cold, lifeless corpse.
He has lived in repentance for the past twenty years, and now he can only pray silently in his heart, "Mother of my child, please bless our daughter with a safe delivery."
Inside the delivery room, Zhu Yu was covered in sweat and the pain was getting worse. It was more intense than the swords and spears of the Northern Qi people cutting into his body. The two children inside his belly seemed to be tearing his bones apart.
Lu Yuyan asked the midwife to give Zhu Yu a few slices of ginseng to suck on.
But he couldn't hold it in; the pain made him want to scream, and the ginseng slices would slide down his throat and into his stomach.
Zhu Yu really wanted to curse: Lu Xiaoyun, you son of a bitch, you stuffed these two kids into my belly and they won't come out for ages!
Ouch!
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