Chapter 453: Child Exchange
Lu Qi's mother was still anxious, "I have to count the fingers and toes later to see if the baby has a birthmark."
Xiao Yan was heartbroken and held her hand, "I'll bring it in for you to see later."
In the side room, Daya undid her brother's swaddling clothes with mixed feelings.
"There's a birthmark here." She pointed to her brother's left buttock.
"It's there when you're born. You might have it when you grow up, or you might not," Doctor Hu explained. "We'll see."
Daya found another patch of lighter color on her brother's back.
Apart from this, there are no other birthmarks.
"Wrap it up." Doctor Hu sighed, "Bring some sugar water."
He had to take him away, without making any noise on the way and without delay.
Zhang Heyao said, just let him go back to the clinic.
Zhang Heyao will take care of the rest.
Daya picked up her brother and put his face against hers, her long eyelashes stained with tears.
There will always be a day when we will be reunited. Brother, you must grow up well and wait for that day.
I really want to leave something for you, but I can't leave anything.
Doctor Hu was anxious, his heart in his throat.
He took the small, re-swaddled baby boy. The baby seemed to feel uneasy, and his little mouth pursed, making a slight humming sound.
"Quick, sugar water!" Doctor Hu's voice was tense and full of unquestionable urgency.
Jiang Xuan immediately handed over the clean cloth dipped in warm sugar water that he had prepared long ago.
Doctor Hu carefully placed a corner of the cloth on the baby's lips. The slightly sweet taste temporarily soothed the baby's little anxiety, and the humming stopped.
The little thing didn't open its eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.
"Okay, I'll leave now." Doctor Hu put the child into the medicine box.
Daya nodded vigorously, trying hard not to let her tears fall, and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle, take care!"
Doctor Hu no longer hesitated, took a deep breath, turned around, and quickly and silently blended into the shadows.
At the same time, in the delivery room.
Lu Qiniang was anxiously looking at the door. "Why hasn't she been brought here yet? Does it take so long to give her a bath? Xiao Yan, go and hurry her up! I want to see my little Si Ya!"
Xiao Yan felt his heart ache. He tightened his grip on her hand, his throat churning as he managed to maintain a steady voice. "It's almost there. It's just been born, so we have to clean it up. Don't worry, just lie down. I'll bring it in for you to see."
At this moment, the door curtain was gently lifted.
Daya walked in holding a baby who was also wrapped in soft swaddling clothes.
Her steps were steady, and her face wore a carefully adjusted smile that was both surprised and tired.
"Mother! Look!" Daya's voice was clear and crisp, with just the right amount of excitement. She quickly walked to the kang and carefully handed the swaddling clothes to Lu Qiniang. "My sister has taken a bath and smells so good. Look, what a pretty little girl she is!"
Lu Qiniang's eyes lit up instantly.
Xiao Yan didn't let her get up, so Daya put Si Ya beside her.
"Oh, my little baby!" Lu Qiniang lowered her head, her eyes greedily falling on the face of the little person in her arms.
The little face still had the red wrinkles of a newborn, the eyes were closed, the little mouth was slightly pouting, and the baby was sleeping soundly.
An indescribable tenderness and great satisfaction instantly overwhelmed her.
"After taking a bath, you look different and more handsome." Lu Qiniang said with a smile, but she didn't know that this made Xiao Yan and Daya's hearts lift. "I just took a look at you, but I didn't dare to say it. Why is it so dark?"
"Maybe it's the light." Daya said calmly, "Mom, look at his eyebrows and eyes, they look so much like you."
"Let me see, I can't tell who she looks like. I hope she looks more like her dad. Your dad is handsome." Lu Qin's mother couldn't help but reach out and gently rubbed her daughter, who was like a kitten in her arms, with her fingertips.
"Xiao Yan, have you chosen a name for Si Ya?" Lu Qiniang looked at Xiao Yan expectantly.
"'Spring is late, and the people are busy picking flowers.' Let's call her Chi Chi."
This sentence means that the sun is warm and time passes slowly.
Xiao Yan hopes that the time of separation will be slower, slower
"Chichi?" Lu Qiniang was a little dissatisfied. "When this child grows up, if he continues to be slow, won't I be driven crazy?"
"Mom, I think it's a good name." Daya said with a smile, "Let's use this name."
"Okay, if you all like it, that's fine."
Don't ask her to name it later, otherwise she will only be able to name it something with flowers and grass, and the child will be laughed at by others.
Thinking of this, Lu Qiniang couldn't help but say to her infant daughter, "You are truly blessed. Your three sisters have all suffered with us. Only you, the moment you were born, fell into a nest of blessings."
Daya glanced at Xiao Yan and saw the red corners of his eyes. She knew that he was also struggling to hold on and was at the end of his strength.
She made the decision for Xiao Yan.
"Dad, this matter cannot be concealed."
This thunder will strike sooner or later.
Rather than being in a hurry and not explaining anything later, it is better to make things clear now.
Xiao Yan closed his eyes.
Lu Qiniang was stunned. "What are you talking about? Xiao Yan, say something. I was wondering why you're acting so weird today."
She couldn't tell what was strange about it, and thought Xiao Yan was just worried about her giving birth.
Xiao Yan mustered up his courage and finally opened his eyes to look at her.
"Qiniang..." Xiao Yan's voice was as hoarse as the friction of gravel. He knelt on the footstool and looked into Lu Qiniang's eyes. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth with difficulty, carrying a heavy burden. "I... Xiao Yan... am the descendant of the King of Yue."
"What?" Lu Qiniang was completely confused. She wondered if she had misheard due to postpartum weakness. "What did you say? What King of Yue? Which King of Yue?"
"That's... the rebel king... who was wiped out by the late emperor." Xiao Yan's voice was low, but it struck Lu Qiniang's heart like a hammer. "My biological father... is the son of the King of Yue. I am... a remnant of the sinful king."
He uttered the last four words with difficulty, as if he had used up all his strength.
There was dead silence in the room.
"No... Impossible!" After a long moment, Lu Qiniang suddenly regained her voice, her voice sharp and broken. "Xiao Yan! What nonsense are you talking about! How could you possibly be... This is nonsense! Who told you that? Is someone trying to harm you? Is that Qingping Marquis' Mansion causing trouble again?"
She grabbed Xiao Yan's arm eagerly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.
Although she didn't know much, she knew that opposing the Party would not end well.
The act of treason can really punish nine generations of your family!
"It's true, Qi Niang." Xiao Yan's voice was filled with endless sadness. He relayed the news brought by Teng Wenfu in the simplest yet most cruel terms, "The memorial has been submitted to the emperor. The emperor is furious. We...are in great trouble."
He omitted the parts about Zhang Heyao and the child exchange, and only stated the sad news that his background was exposed.
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