Chapter 85 The Ninth Prince’s Birth Is Too Difficult
"What?" Nanny Wu was also shocked. She was a veteran midwife in the palace, and she rarely saw a reverse birth like this. The last time she saw one was when the late Empress gave birth to the Second Prince, the current Crown Prince. This time, it was the Emperor's beloved Concubine, and she was having another reverse birth. Why did this always happen to her? She had managed to survive last time, but this time, if Concubine Yi made another mistake, it would be a disaster not only for her but also for her family.
As Nanny Wu thought about this, she secretly made up her mind that she would protect Concubine Yi and the little prince in her belly even if it cost her life.
"Doctor Wang, the little prince was born backwards. If I help Madam Yi push him out of the birth canal, she might not be able to bear it and might bleed heavily." This was a serious matter. Nanny Wu rolled up her sleeves, her hands already covered in blood. She got off the bed and walked behind the screen to discuss the matter in person with the accompanying doctor.
Doctor Wang also had a worried look on his face: "I will go and boil the medicine myself. I hope that the Guben Zhibeng Decoction can save Concubine Yi."
The implication was that she tacitly approved of Nanny Wu's actions.
Back on the bed, Nanny Wu said to Xiu Yu, who was in excruciating pain, "Master Yi, I will help you deliver the little prince. It may be a little painful, so please bear with it for a while."
Xiu Yu bit the handkerchief stuffed in her mouth tightly and nodded slightly.
Basins of blood were brought out from the warm room, and Xuanye's hands were clenched tighter and tighter.
Kejing and Yinqi clasped their hands together and prayed to the shaman. When they heard her mother's distressed cries, Kejing's brows furrowed tightly. "My brother makes me so upset. I don't like him anymore."
Yinqi said almost the same thing as Kejing: "I don't like my brother anymore either."
Xuanye really didn't have the heart to explain this matter to his two children. He didn't know how many times he had worshipped the shaman, the Buddha, and the Bodhisattva in his heart. He thought that even if it was a last-minute request, he was the emperor of the dynasty, and there would always be a Buddhist who would be willing to help him this time.
After a whole night, the hands and arms of the nanny kneeling at the foot of the bed, and even her clothes were stained with blood, the ninth prince was finally born, a pink and tender little ball, crying loudly.
But none of the maids on the bed had a happy expression on their faces, because a trickle of blood was slowly flowing out of Xiu Yu's lower body.
Xiao Tao had already brought in the medicine prepared by Doctor Wang himself, but she had never seen such a scene before and was stunned at the moment.
It was Nanny Wu who ordered, "Miss Tao, quickly feed the Empress the medicine. Make sure she drinks it no matter what."
Xiao Tao nodded and while feeding Xiu Yu the medicine, he said, "Good Master, good Master, you must drink the medicine. You will get better after drinking it."
At that time, Xiu Yu felt cold all over. The hot soup in her mouth relieved her coldness, and she swallowed the medicine desperately.
"Drink it, drink it all." Xiao Tao kept saying, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Xiu Yu could faintly hear Xiao Tao's voice. In a trance, she heard Ke Jing calling her, Yin Qi calling her, and Xuan Ye calling her, but she was too tired and finally could no longer hear any sound.
When he woke up again, Xiu Yu only felt his mouth was dry, but as soon as he moved a little, he felt dizzy again.
"Are you awake?" Xuanye, who was lying on the edge of the bed, sat up straight. There was stubble under his chin, as if he hadn't shaved for several days.
Xiu Yu's voice was still a little hoarse: "I am..."
"You scared me to death." Xuanye picked up Xiu Yu and held her in his arms. "The imperial physicians spent two whole days trying to save you. Fortunately, they saved you. Otherwise, I would have killed their entire clan."
Xiu Yu was held in Xuanye's arms and whispered, "I'm a little thirsty..."
"I'll pour you some water." Xuanye gently put Xiuyu down, poured her a cup of warm water, and slowly fed her: "Kejing and Yinqi were originally with me to stay by your side. When they heard that you were fine, they let Xiaotao take you to bed."
Xiu Yu felt completely drained of energy and forced a smile, "This time, it felt like both my feet were at the gates of hell, and I was dragged out by the imperial physician."
"The imperial physicians and midwives were all very scared." Xuanye gently stroked Xiu Yu's pale cheek. "They all knew very well that if you were in danger, their lives would be ruined."
Xiu Yu said, "They are my saviors after all."
"Yes." Xuanye saw that Xiuyu was safe and awake, and a tired look appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows: "They have made contributions, and I have rewarded them. After all, I am an emperor who rewards and punishes clearly."
Xiu Yu nodded. She wanted to move a little further into the bed, but it was really difficult. Every time she moved, she felt pain and dizziness.
"What are you doing!" Xuanye was shocked and gently pressed Xiu Yu's upper body.
"I wanted to move you somewhere else, but this time I really can't."
"I'm fine, just sleep well. If you fall asleep, I'll go to that couch and doze off." Xiu Yu nodded her small chin, then remembered to ask, "Child, are you okay?"
"The child is very good, delicate and beautiful." Xuanye blinked his eyes, and then he looked at the Ninth Prince who was sleeping in the cradle and showed him to Xiuyu: "He looks like you, a beautiful little prince. But..."
"What is it?"
"Kejing and Yinqi feel that Xiaojiu almost harmed you, and have always been unfriendly to their younger brother." Xuanye knew that although Xiuyu was awake, he was still very tired, so he put the sleeping Xiaojiu back into the cradle.
Xiu Yu was really too tired and had no energy to care about these things. She just responded softly and fell asleep again.
Xuanye heard Xiu Yu's breathing was steady, and he was really tired, so he got up and lay down on the couch not far away to rest.
This time, Xiu Yu stayed in bed for two whole months, until the north wind blew in the southern suburbs and the leaves of the few maple trees in the southern suburbs turned yellow and fell off. Only then did she feel better and was able to get out of bed and walk outside the warm room.
Kejing and Yinqi had been very well behaved for the past two months. Besides studying with Feng Heng, they'd spent their time beside their mother, helping Aunt Tao serve her tea and water. The only difference was that both siblings ignored the newly arrived little prince.
Xiu Yu knew that her son Xiaojiu had been very noisy in history, and would fall from the sky no matter who he supported. However, as a mother, she did not want the three children she had given birth to with great difficulty to be at odds with each other when they were still little kids.
So, Xiu Yu held her two children in her arms, one on each side, and taught them earnestly: "Xiao Jiu is your brother from the same mother. If mother left you because of Xiao Jiu, would you treat Xiao Jiu the same way?"
Kejing and Yinqi were silent.
Xiu Yu sighed softly, "Mother went through a lot of hardship giving birth to Little Nine, so you should treat Little Nine well. In this harem, besides Mother and your father, Little Nine is the person closest to you in terms of blood relationship."
Kejing and Yinqi both said "hmm" at the same time.
"Mother also hopes that you can teach your little brother well, so that he can become a child that makes Mother proud, just like his older sisters and brothers."
Kejing looked at his mother eagerly: "But..."
"You guys are really still kids." Xiu Yu rubbed Ke Jing and Yin Qi's little heads and said, "Mother, please tell me something inappropriate. If you think this way, how should your Khan treat your Crown Prince?"
Kejing and Yinqi were both smart kids. Even though they couldn't fully understand it, they roughly understood it.
Ke Jing said, "Mother, then, when Xiaojiu grows up a little, we can take him to play together."
Yinqi also said: "Mother, I will teach Xiaojiu how to ride and shoot arrows. I will give Xiaojiu the pony that Father gave me."
"Silly child." Xiu Yu hugged Ke Jing and Yin Qi together in her arms: "When Xiao Jiu grows up to your size, your pony will also grow taller and bigger with you. How will Xiao Jiu be able to ride it?"
Yinqi pondered for a moment and then said, "Then my son will tell Xiaojiu about the picture album that Aunt Tao told me about."
"That's a good idea."
After all this trouble, it was already November when they returned to the Forbidden City. Xuanye had never stayed in the southern suburbs for such a long time. When Tong Jia Zi Fu, Wu Ya Ze Lan and others were waiting for Xuanye to return to the palace, many people felt uncomfortable. Naturally, the scolding behind their backs fell on Xiu Yu and Xiao Jiu, who had just been born.
Xuanye knew that Xiu Yu no longer cared about what these people were thinking. He was also very tired and too lazy to put on an act. Besides, Xiu Yu and Xiao Jiu could not stand the wind now, so he ordered Liang Jiugong to explain clearly to the Imperial Noble Consort and let these women go back to the palace and not wait for them. He and Xiu Yu rode in the same carriage and stopped directly at the gate of Yiku Palace.
Kejing and Yinqi hadn't been back to the palace for a long time. They finally returned to the place they were most familiar with and jumped onto their most familiar couch together.
Xiu Yu looked at the two excited children with a smile, and gently placed the sleeping Xiao Jiu in the rocking crib, saying, "It's still the most comfortable place to live in Yikun Palace."
"I also feel that the Yikun Palace is the most comfortable place to live." Xuanye held Xiu Yu's hand and sat down on the couch: "I have something to discuss with you."
"Xiaojiu's name?"
"Yes." Xuanye took the teacup Xiaotao offered him and dipped his finger in the tea. On the tea table, he wrote the character "Yin" (Yin's name) and said, "Xiaojiu has gone through the gates of hell with you. I only hope that good fortune will always surround him in the future." Then, Xuanye wrote the character "禟" (Yin's name) on the tea table and said, "Yin's name, do you like it?"
Xiu Yu had long known that the Ninth Prince's name was Yin'er, but she had never imagined how the character ''' came about. Yan Ran said, "Yin'er is a good name."
Seeing that Xiuyu liked it, Xuanye also became happy: "Our Xiaowu has a special liking for making firearms. I wonder what Xiaojiu will like in the future."
"It doesn't matter what I like." Xiu Yu muttered in his heart. As long as he doesn't collude with the Eighth Prince or the Fourteenth Prince to covet the position under him, it doesn't matter even if he can only be a lying prince, gnawing on his mother all day long.
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