Ten months of pregnancy, one day of delivery.
After three hours, the baby was born.
"It's born! The princess has given birth! It's a little prince." Then the loud cry of the baby was heard.
Chu Jinghuai's body trembled and he rushed in.
Coming to Chen Jingxi, seeing her pale face and sweating profusely, Chu Jinghuai's eyes reddened slightly, "I'm sorry for making you suffer."
"Wow, it hurts so much. I never want to get pregnant again, and I never want to have a child again."
Chu Jinghuai hurriedly comforted her, "Okay, okay, let's not get pregnant or have children in the future."
He really didn't dare let Chen Jingxi give birth again. It was too scary.
Chen Jingxi asked with satisfaction: "Where's the child? Have you seen him? Who does he look like?"
"Looks like you."
Chen Jingxi was very happy to hear this. Her genes were better than Chu Jinghuai's. "Hurry and bring it here for me to see."
The midwife handed the baby, who had been washed and wrapped in a bright red swaddling cloth, to Chen Jingxi.
Chen Jingxi has the expression of an old woman on the subway. Does this red and wrinkled child look like her?
"Woo, this is too ugly, hold it away."
The father took a look and then... threw it to the midwife.
Chu Xiaoguai was rejected by his parents on the first day he was born.
The midwife was a little overwhelmed. It was the first time she saw parents complaining about their newborn baby's ugly appearance.
"Your Highness, Princess, all newborn babies are like this. After a while, they will grow up and become fair and tender little babies."
"Bring it back, let me take another look." Chen Jingxi took it back from the new midwife.
After being mentally prepared, Chen Jingxi tilted her head to look at the little red face with her eyes closed, and found that it was not that ugly, and even a little cute.
Reaching out to poke the baby's little face, then lowering her head to kiss it, Chen Jingxi's heart was suddenly filled with tenderness and joy.
She raised her head and whispered, "Jinghuai, look at our baby, so cute! So small, and yet he can smile."
Chu Jinghuai looked at Chen Jingxi's smile, then looked down at the sleeping child in her arms. He really didn't see how pretty it was.
He didn't see whether the child was smiling or not, but if he could smile, his smile would definitely be more beautiful than the one in her arms.
"Jingxi, let me hold you. You just gave birth, you can't get tired."
Chen Jingxi looked at him doubtfully, "Can you?"
Chu Jinghuai hesitated for a moment. He was really afraid of accidentally hurting such a small thing. But he still reached out and carefully took the child, his movements as stiff as a puppet.
Seeing this, Chen Jingxi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Look at how clumsy you are."
Chu Jinghuai coughed lightly and pretended to be calm.
At this time, there was a noise outside the door, and a group of maids and old women came in one after another, saying all kinds of auspicious words.
Chu Jinghuai said: "Everyone go down and claim your reward."
"The servants thank the prince and princess."
The news that Princess Su had safely given birth to a son quickly spread throughout the capital.
The tense atmosphere of the past few days was eased, and officials of all sizes in the capital heaved a sigh of relief. Since Prince Su led his troops into the capital, he has taken control of all political affairs. The emperor has been sidelined, but Prince Su just refuses to ascend the throne, and they are puzzled.
They were afraid that Prince Su was planning a big move to settle the score later, so they were worried for more than half a month, and finally they felt relieved on the day the young master was born.
The capital city was filled with loud sounds of gongs and drums and continuous firecrackers, as if it were New Year's Day.
Chu Jinghuai announced that all taxes would be reduced by half next year and the entire court would have a three-day holiday.
In the palace
The magnificent bedroom was eerily silent, with a faint scent of decadence hanging in the air.
The emperor lay quietly on the bed, his face pale and his eyes dull. He tilted his head slightly and vaguely heard the sound of firecrackers.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it New Year's Day?"
The palace remained silent, without a single response. The emperor froze for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face.
He realized his failure for the first time. No one among the royal family was willing to stand up and speak for him. The court officials were busy trying to please Prince Su and had forgotten about him, the former emperor.
Even if his princes and princesses came to visit him, it was only to squeeze the last bit of benefit from him. After that, they became like strangers and never wanted to set foot in this palace again.
Even those dogs don’t know where they ran off to?
"Someone come, someone come... help me up..." the emperor shouted.
Jiang Hai rushed in. Seeing that the emperor had fallen under the bed, his heart tightened. He quickly stepped forward to help the emperor up and said softly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
The emperor leaned on the dragon bed and said in a weak voice: "I am fine. Only you, an old thing, are still by my side. What's going on outside? I think I heard the sound of firecrackers."
Jiang Hai quickly replied, "The Princess of Su gave birth to a son, and the Prince of Su invited people to celebrate."
Upon hearing this, the emperor's eyes flashed with a trace of trance, and he muttered to himself: "I have a grandson..."
Then, as if he suddenly had strength, he ordered Jiang Hai, "Go and tell Prince Su to bring the child into the palace for me to see."
Jiang Hai looked embarrassed and hesitated, "Your Majesty, this..." He knew the emperor's current situation very well, and he was probably powerless to convey the order.
The emperor smiled self-deprecatingly and closed his eyes. "Whatever, whatever, I forced it."
Jiang Hai looked at the dying emperor on the dragon bed, a wave of sadness welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
After a long time, the emperor finally spoke again: "Old thing..."
Jiang Hai hurried forward and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions?"
The emperor opened his eyes, a complex emotion flashing across them, and he slowly said, "Do you think I have been wrong all these years?"
The mistake was that she shouldn't have treated Chu Jinghuai like that, shouldn't have betrayed the Queen, and shouldn't have taken Concubine De into the palace.
Jiang Hai sighed inwardly when he heard this, but he didn't dare to comment.
The emperor suddenly became emotional and denied it, "No, I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong! I'm the emperor! The emperor is never wrong! Even if the emperor is wrong, he's still right! Why don't they understand me? Has it been easy for me all these years?"
“Cough cough cough…”
"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."
The emperor took a deep breath and pulled out a piece of bright yellow cloth from under his pillow with difficulty. "The will..."
"emperor……"
The emperor waved his hand and said, "Go down!"
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