On the day when the maid was about to give birth, everyone was looking forward to the smooth birth of the new life.
However, no one expected that the maid would have a difficult delivery.
The originally quiet and peaceful delivery room suddenly fell into chaos and tension.
The maid's screams of pain came one after another, the sound was heart-wrenching, as if to tear the soul out of the body.
The nannies and maids were busy as a group, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, but they still carried out the delivery work in an orderly manner.
"Hot water, prepare hot water!"
The experienced Mammy shouted, her voice filled with anxiety.
The midwife was sweating profusely, her hands busy as she kept encouraging the maid: "Push harder, push harder!"
Yan Cheng paced anxiously outside the delivery room, his face looking terribly gloomy.
Every time he heard the maid's screams, his heart felt like it was hit hard by a heavy hammer.
Time passed minute by minute, the tense atmosphere in the delivery room did not ease at all, and Yan Cheng's heart became heavier as time passed.
Even though Leng Yan kept comforting him, he still had a bad feeling in his heart.
The tense atmosphere continued to permeate the delivery room, and the painful cries of the mother seemed to be about to blow the roof off.
After a difficult struggle and suffering, at the dawn, a clear baby cry broke the suffocating solemnity.
"It's born! It's a little boy!"
The midwife exclaimed in surprise.
However, this brief moment of joy was instantly replaced by fear and panic.
After giving birth, the mother suddenly suffered from heavy bleeding, and the bright red blood gushed out like a flood.
"Oh no, she's bleeding heavily! Quick, stop the bleeding!"
The midwives and maids frantically tried to take various measures to stop the terrible bleeding, but everything seemed so powerless in the face of fate.
The mother's life force was rapidly fading.
Yan Cheng heard the commotion inside the delivery room and his heart instantly rose to his throat.
After a while, the midwife came out with a sad face and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, the child is saved, it's a boy, but the mother...didn't make it."
Yan Cheng shuddered slightly when he heard this. He didn't like the maid climbing into the bed, but he didn't want her to die either.
His eyes revealed a complex array of emotions: sadness, regret, and determination.
Yan Cheng sighed and gently picked up the baby in the cradle.
He looked at the child's peaceful sleeping face and seemed to see the shadow of Prince Ding.
"From today on, until my brother comes back, I, Yan Cheng, will protect you."
Yan Cheng said softly, his voice was soft but filled with firm determination.
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