Chapter 154 Shen Xiaoyun's Fear
Qixiayuan has completely become a carefully guarded fortress, filled with the rich aroma of medicine, frankincense and the vigorous breath of new life.
Chen Xiaoyun, the black-hearted fox who once turned the tide in the court and the business world, now willingly confined himself to this small place.
Double confinement, this is the rule that Chen Xiaoyun set after consulting countless medical books and ancient texts and using both soft and hard methods to persuade Dongfang Yuning.
It's rare for an ordinary family to stay for a full month, but he wants double that!
The reason is: Yue'er is a precious baby, and was born in the humid and humid land of the South China Sea, so it takes double the time to raise her safely.
In this regard, Nangong Yue felt helpless, but deep down she also felt the warmth of being cherished.
She leaned against the brocade pillows piled like clouds, covered with a thin and soft cloud silk quilt, and watched her husband spinning around the room like a top.
The luxurious postpartum gift packages sent by Dongfang Yuning almost filled up half of the side hall.
The most precious thing, of course, is the concentrated spiritual spring water in a special warm jade cup that Shen Xiaoyun personally brings to you every day without fail.
The water was emerald green, filled with refreshing vitality, and it was warm in the mouth, nourishing Nangong Yue's vitality which was a little deficient after giving birth.
Combined with the Jade Rejuvenating Cream specially provided by Tiangong Pavilion, applied on the abdomen and waist, the fine lines caused by pregnancy faded and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin became firm and smooth again, even more radiant than before pregnancy.
Not to mention the Qixue Guiyuan Pills and Guben Peiyuan Powder that she took internally, which made her complexion fair and rosy. Even the imperial physician who was in charge of taking her pulse was amazed and said that the princess's recovery speed was a miracle.
There was a long line of people waiting.
The two most experienced maids, who had served several concubines in the palace during their childbirth, were responsible for Nangong Yue's daily life, diet and physical care, and were meticulous about it.
Four wet nurses with sufficient milk and good health took turns to look after little Nianchen, ensuring that the little prince could receive the best care at any time.
There are also eight maids who are nimble and attentive, responsible for various chores in the palace, such as sweeping the hall, decocting medicine, and delivering messages.
The entire Qixia Courtyard is arranged in an orderly manner and without any leaks.
However, the core general dispatcher and ultimate executor of all these sophisticated arrangements is always Chen Xiaoyun.
He firmly entrenched himself beside Nangong Yue's bed. He personally tested the temperature of all the medicines and soups before they entered her mouth, even tasting them himself. Even though those spiritual medicines and spiritual waters had no effect on him, he would only carefully feed them to Nangong Yue after confirming that they were safe.
Whenever Nangong Yue wanted to turn over or sit up, his hands would always be the first to firmly support her waist and back with just the right amount of strength.
Even when the wet nurse brought little Nianchen to feed him, he would always stay by his side, his eyes closely following his son, for fear that the little baby would accidentally hurt his Yue'er.
His nervousness and overprotectiveness were almost ridiculous.
Once, Nangong Yue just wanted to reach out and take a cup of warm water on the bedside table, and her fingertips just touched the wall of the cup.
Chen Xiaoyun was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He instantly shot up from the soft couch beside him, rushed over, and snatched the cup away without saying a word. His voice changed tone:
"Yue'er, don't move! I'll do it!"
Nangong Yue was at a loss whether to laugh or cry:
"Xiaoyun, I just want to drink some water..."
"I know! I know!"
Shen Xiaoyun nodded repeatedly, but his movements were not slow at all. He held the cup steadily in one hand and skillfully picked up the silver spoon prepared beside him with the other hand.
"Stay still, I'll feed you! Be careful not to choke!"
He scooped up a spoonful of warm water, blew on it carefully, and tested the temperature with his lips. After confirming that it was not hot, he carefully brought it to Nangong Yue's lips.
Nangong Yue saw the lingering nervousness and caution in his eyes, and her heart ached. She knew that the fear of the birthing day was deeply engraved in his soul like a brand, and it had not faded to this day.
All his paranoia and overreactions stemmed from the fear that ran deep in his bones - he could not bear the slightest possibility of losing her.
This silent fear becomes particularly clear in the dead of night when little Nianchen is taken to a side hall by his wet nurse to sleep, and only the couple are left in the bedroom of Qixia Courtyard.
Under the dim candlelight, Nangong Yue leaned in Shen Xiaoyun's arms.
His warm palm was gently combing her long hair, one stroke at a time. His movements were gentle, filled with endless affection.
The hall was completely silent, with only the sound of the two people's shallow breathing intertwining.
Chen Xiaoyun rested his chin lightly against the top of her head and remained silent for a long time, so long that Nangong Yue thought he had fallen asleep.
However, his low, hoarse voice, with a fragile tone as if he had survived a disaster, slowly rang out in the silence, breaking the tranquility of the night.
"Yuer..."
He called her name, his voice so soft as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.
"Um?"
Nangong Yue responded lazily and snuggled deeper into his arms.
There was another tense silence.
Finally, Shen Xiaoyun made a great decision. He tightened his arms around her slightly and said in a voice that was almost whispered, but each word was clear, with an unmistakable trembling and determination:
"We...will never have children again."
Nangong Yue was slightly startled, raised her head, and looked at him in the dim candlelight.
Shen Xiaoyun's handsome face looked a little pale under the light and shadow. His fox eyes, which always flashed with shrewdness or affection, were now filled with an intense fear and a determination that was almost desperate.
He avoided her gaze, his eyes fixed on a certain point in the void, as if recalling the torment outside the delivery room that day.
"I'm afraid..."
His Adam's apple rolled violently, and his voice was as rough as sandpaper.
"Yuer, I'm really...terrified. When that door is closed, every breath...feels like being scalded in a frying pan.
As I listened to the voices inside, my mind was filled with… all bad thoughts. I was afraid you'd be hurt, afraid you wouldn't be able to hold on, afraid… afraid God would take you away from me…"
His voice became lower and lower, with suppressed sobs, and the arms around her began to tremble uncontrollably, returning to the night that almost drove him crazy.
"I can't... I absolutely can't lose you, Yue'er."
He finally turned his head and refocused his gaze on Nangong Yue's face, which was filled with undisguised, almost desperate affection and fear.
"Once is enough! An experience like this, just once, is enough to scare me to death! I would rather... I would rather have only Nian Chen, I would rather have no descendants!
I will never let you go through that kind of danger and pain again! I just want you to be well, Yue'er, I just want you to stay by my side safely, to accompany me... until we grow old together..."
By the end of his words, his voice was broken and nasal.
This man who was a powerful figure in the court and a master strategist in the business world was now as fragile as a helpless child. He buried his face deeply in Nangong Yue's neck, and the warm liquid silently wet the pajamas on her shoulders.
Nangong Yue's heart was completely crushed by the burning tears and the fear and love as heavy as a mountain.
She could clearly feel his body trembling and the fear deep in his soul that almost swallowed her.
She was blessed with pain-free pills and spiritual spring water during childbirth. Although it was hard, she was more filled with the joy and perfection of welcoming a new life.
But for Chen Xiaoyun, that tightly closed door of the delivery room became the entrance to a nightmare that he would never get rid of in his life.
She stretched out her arms and hugged his trembling body tightly and forcefully, her small hands patting his broad but tense back gently, as if comforting a frightened child.
Her voice was gentle yet firm, with a soothing power:
"Xiaoyun, I'm here. I'm fine, you see, I'm fine."
She pulled away a little, held up his tear-stained face, looked directly into his bloodshot eyes, and promised word by word,
"I promise you, Xiaoyun, we won't have any more children. Having Nianchen, you and me, our family of three is enough.
I will be fine and stay with you until we grow old. I will watch Nianchen grow up, get married and have children..."
Her gentle words, like the most effective tranquilizer, gradually soothed the turbulent waves in Shen Xiaoyun's heart.
He held her hand tightly, as if grasping the last straw, and the fear in his eyes was gradually replaced by a deep sense of relief and fear at having regained what he had lost.
However, in Shen Xiaoyun's heart, this determination to never give birth again was not just a verbal promise.
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