"hiss--"

The pain was like the collapse of a mountain, with each wave more violent than the last, making it impossible to bear it.

There is a slight heat under the body.

Qin Ye covered his stomach, his face changed slightly, and his brows were furrowed in pain.

It looks like she's about to give birth.

"What's wrong with you?" Zong Zhengli wanted to step forward, but she waved him away. "Someone, get Zong Zhengli out!"

"Ono..."

"Get lost! Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Qin Ye was extremely disgusted to see his face, and roared. His stomachache became even worse, and he sat down on the steps with weak feet, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

He grabbed her hand, his palm was wet and hot:

"Are you going to give birth?"

He pretended to be surprised and then called out:

"Someone, come quickly!"

When the cries were heard, the servants came rushing in. After learning about the princess's condition, the midwife and maids who had been prepared for this hurriedly helped the princess into the house and closed the door.

“Prepare hot water!”

"scissors!"

"No outsiders allowed in!"

"quick……"

The servants were very busy, running around and sweating profusely. Concubine Tong and others rushed over as soon as possible.

The Hanfeng Courtyard was filled with a large crowd of people.

Inside the closed room, the cries of pain grew louder and louder, gripping everyone's heart:

"ah--"

"Princess, take a deep breath. When it hurts, push harder. When it doesn't hurt, just relax and rest. Don't be nervous!"

“It hurts… ah!!”

Inside the house, there were rapid screams.

Outside the house, everyone was looking around, showing great concern.

Tong Fei clenched her hands, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, constantly pacing back and forth, and constantly looking inside:

"Mother and child must be safe, safe... God bless, Bodhisattva bless, they must be safe..."

Yue'er was also anxious and advised:

"My queen, please don't be anxious. I heard that it takes a very long time for a woman to give birth to her first child. This is just the beginning. I'm afraid we'll have to wait for four or five hours."

Yun Ying nodded:

"This midwife is the most experienced in the imperial capital. With her around, nothing will happen to the princess. Madam Tong, please rest assured."

But the noise in the room was so loud that it was heart-wrenching...

Pain is divided into twelve levels, and childbirth is the most painful.

At this moment, Qin Ye was lying on the bed with her legs apart. With waves of contractions coming, the pain spread to almost every corner of her body. Her toes curled up in pain, and the tip of her tongue was bitten and bleeding.

Severe pain!

It hurts so much!

I don’t want to experience this pain a second time in my life!

How she wished Zong Zhengchen could be by her side.

Without him, she had no courage to retreat, and even endured the pain a little, not screaming out loud.

Only you can understand this kind of sour and bitter pain.

It's like a dumb person eating Coptis chinensis.

The midwife encouraged her, and the four assistants worked skillfully. Under the attack of waves of pain, her rationality was gradually disrupted, and she could not think of anything else except the pain.

"ah!"

After giving birth to this one, I will never give birth again.

“Hmm… ah!”

"Princess, push harder, push harder! Very good, take a deep breath, and keep pushing harder!"

"ah!!"

Qin Ye's belly was big, the baby was full term, and it was her first child, so it would be difficult to give birth in a short time.

The noises in the house continued from the afternoon to the evening, but the baby was still not born...

at the same time.

Away from the palace.

People were also busy here. Qin Jiaojiao was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and her clothes were wet. After more than two hours of hard work, she finally heard the cry of a baby accompanied by the last scream.

"Wow--!"

The midwife took the bloody child in her swaddling clothes, took a look at the gender, and knelt in front of the bed holding the child:

"Congratulations, princess. Congratulations, princess. You're a daughter!"

After that, there was silence on the bed.

Waited a few seconds.

When he looked up, he saw Princess Li's head tilted to one side, her face was pale, and she was so tired that she fainted.

The midwife lowered her head.

It's a girl.

Very thin, very thin, probably only about three pounds.