Chapter 452 Abandoning Mother and Giving Birth to a Child
"Zhao Zhao, go ahead."
"Start writing the post now," Daya said calmly, "After my mother gives birth, you take people to each family to announce the good news. If there are many families, you can go there in person."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Jiang Xuan went to the study next door.
Such a tall and strong man, yet he enjoys letting his little wife give him orders.
Doctor Hu was watching from the side, and his eyes were filled with sorrow.
What a great couple.
Damn emperor.
If he had any conscience, he should know that Xiao Yan and the rebels have no relationship other than blood relationship.
If Xiao Yan had bad intentions, why didn't he declare himself king in the northwest when he was in power?
For Xiao Yan, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism are ingrained in his bones.
The emperor is so powerful, why doesn't he kill himself?
He and the King of Yue are closely related by blood.
Doctor Hu cursed the emperor in his heart and hated himself, thinking that he shouldn't have saved the emperor.
If that psychopathic prince had ascended the throne, perhaps things wouldn't have ended like this.
"Uncle," Daya's cold voice pulled Doctor Hu back from his resentful thoughts, "Will this child... suddenly start crying?"
Her eyes fell on the baby girl who was a little too quiet.
Doctor Hu quickly collected his composure and took a closer look. "It looks like he's been given a tranquilizer. He won't wake up for a while. Sigh... This is a sin. I'm sorry for this child."
He sighed, then said comfortingly, "But don't worry, your mother will give birth to the baby by evening, and the wet nurse will be able to feed her by then, so she won't starve."
"Yeah." Daya responded softly and sat back in the chair.
Her back was straight, her expression solemn, only her fingers on the table were tapping unconsciously and extremely lightly, revealing the storm of thoughts racing through her mind.
That calm demeanor inexplicably gave the panicked Doctor Hu a sense of security.
"Daya, do you think Zhang Heyao has good intentions?" Doctor Hu was still worried.
"Uncle, nothing is more important than survival. And think about it, Zhang Heyao risked exposing himself and bringing disaster upon himself by setting up this scheme. If it was just for evil, then would he still be Zhang Heyao?"
What Zhang Heyao wants is the inseparable bond with his mother.
This child is undoubtedly a great opportunity.
But now, I can’t care about so much anymore.
As I said, as long as you survive, it’s good enough.
Moreover, Zhang Heyao will disgust Xiao Yan, but will not harm Lu Qiniang.
That's enough.
As they were talking, Lu Qiniang took action.
"Call the midwife." Xiao Yan said in a panic.
There was chaos and war.
Aunt Sang also discovered that the midwife was not the one hired before.
Daya said: "It's okay, she has more experience and is reliable, let her go."
Only then did Aunt Sang feel relieved.
An hour later, in the delivery room.
Lu Qinniang lay on the kang, her face pale and her forehead covered with fine cold sweat. Every time a contraction came, she clutched the mattress tightly, her knuckles turning white, her teeth clenched, and she said nothing.
"Abandoned Mother, if you feel uncomfortable, just shout it out." Xiao Yan took a handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat off her face.
"You, get out--" Lu Qiniang said with difficulty and disgust.
As they said, men are not allowed in the delivery room.
They all make sense.
He kept calling his mother "abandoned" and "abandoned his mother" like a ghost, but he couldn't help at all. He buzzed like a mosquito, so annoying.
Xiao Yan refused to leave.
He wanted to stay with Lu Qiniang, and he was also worried about the midwife sent by Zhang Heyao.
Lu Qiniang wanted to curse, but was immediately overwhelmed by the even more intense pain. She could only bite her lips tightly, afraid of losing her strength.
Oh my god, why does it hurt so much!
Like someone being split in half alive.
She thought she was tough and could endure hardships, but she couldn't bear the pain.
Thinking that her daughters would also have to get married in the future and experience this heart-wrenching pain, Lu Qiniang couldn't help but think that she must give birth to a son this time.
Time passed by minute by minute amidst Lu Qinniang's painful struggle, the midwife's guidance, and Xiao Yan's burning heart.
Every time Lu Qinniang exerted force, Xiao Yan's heart rose to his throat.
Is it a boy or a girl? The answer to this question is of paramount importance at this moment.
In the next room.
Daya still sat with her back straight, but the frequency of her fingers tapping on the table was noticeably faster.
Doctor Hu was fidgeting, looking at the door, then nervously listening to the noise next door, and from time to time leaning over to check the baby girl's breath in the medicine box.
"Why...why hasn't the baby been born yet?" Doctor Hu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Daya didn't answer, but just clenched her hands on the table into fists.
She was also waiting, waiting for a verdict that would decide the life or death of her sister or brother.
finally!
The midwife's cry of surprise came from the delivery room: "I see the head! Madam, push harder! It's almost out! Push harder!"
Lu Qiniang seemed to have used up all her strength and let out an extremely suppressed scream.
Xiao Yan's heartbeat seemed to stop. He held his breath, staring intently, and felt all the blood in his body rushing to his head.
"Wow--!"
A loud and full-of-life cry of a baby, like the sound of nature, suddenly broke through all the tension and pain in the delivery room.
Born!
Xiao Yan felt his heart being tightly gripped by the crying sound, and then suddenly loosened.
He almost rushed forward, passing by the blood-stained, crying son in Wang Po's arms, his own son who had just been born!
That tiny, fragile life, now exposed to the air, seemed to have smelled the shadow of death.
Protect him!
This was the only thought that popped into Xiao Yan’s mind!
"What was born?" Lu Qiniang felt incomparably relaxed and extremely excited at the moment.
"Daughter." Xiao Yan suppressed his emotions and smiled at her, "Our little Si Ya is here."
Lu Qiniang felt disappointed for a moment because her daughter would have to go through the pain of childbirth in the future.
But nothing is more exciting than a new life.
"Hurry, bring it here and let me see it." She said impatiently.
"Wait." Xiao Yan gave the midwife a look, "Let her take the baby out to wash first. Be obedient and close your eyes and rest."
"I'm not tired. I'm full of energy now. I was so uncomfortable just now that I wanted to hit someone." Lu Qiniang said excitedly.
She gave birth to a baby!
It's such a fulfilling feeling.
Xiao Yan watched the midwife pick up the tiny baby whose crying gradually faded away and stood up.
He forced his gaze to stay on the child's bloodstained, wrinkled face for a very brief moment.
Just one glance.
He didn't dare look any further.
That glance burned into his soul like a red-hot iron.
He saw the slightly furrowed brow, which resembled his abandoned mother; the tightly clenched fist, which carried the stubbornness of a newborn calf; the weak breath, which was the continuation of his bloodline...
Son, you and I have a shallow father-son relationship, but Daddy wishes you a safe and peaceful life without any disasters or troubles.
"Go." He said to the midwife in a hoarse voice, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.
The midwife held the child in her arms and walked quickly toward the door, her figure disappearing beyond the curtain.
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the fishy-sweet taste rising in his throat, turned around, forced a gentle smile on his face, sat back on the edge of the kang, and held Lu Qinniang's hand.
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