Chapter 300 Missing a Princess
Xiao Huaijin's letter was written with genuine emotion.
He said that after arriving in the southwest, he missed his elder sister in the capital very much. Every time he was alone at night, he would think of his elder sister’s earnest teachings and wished he could rush back to the capital to see her immediately.
However, considering the complexities of affairs in the southwest and the ongoing internal strife, and in order to protect the security of the Da Yu border and allow his elder sister to handle other government affairs in the capital with peace of mind, he decided it was better for him to stay in the southwest.
Faced with the greater national interest, he still insisted on standing on the side of the overall situation in Chongqing.
He was already very happy that his elder sister remembered him and wondered if he was doing well in the southwest. She even said that his father and the Prince Xian had been away for so long and hadn't thought of him. After thinking it over, he felt that his elder sister was the best to him.
The letter also mentioned some things from his childhood, such as the first time he was scolded by Ye Yunshu, the first time his older sister brought him food from outside, and the first pony his older sister gave him... He remembered all of these things...
Ye Yunshu was already prone to having many thoughts and rich emotions, and Xiao Huaijin's coaxing actually made her eyes red.
She also recalled the times when she used to discipline her younger brother, Xiao Huaijin, when they were children...
How could she not be moved when she thought that the little boy who used to follow behind her could now lead troops to guard the frontier!
only……
"My elder sister asks if I need anything and tells the people in the capital. My younger brother doesn't need anything. Every month, the Imperial Household Department sends things over. Everything is the same as in the capital, and everything is readily available."
If we're really talking about what's missing...
The younger brother felt that he was still missing a princess consort! After all, many of the people who came and went had families, and it was a bit pitiful to be all alone at every banquet…”
Ye Yunshu, whose eyes were already red...
"He said he wants to get married? He wants to take a wife?" Ye Yunshu was a little incredulous.
After reading the letter, Song Zhimin nodded expressionlessly.
"That's probably what it means!"
Ye Yunshu was stunned for a while, then glanced at Song Zhimian.
"I just don't know which family's young lady he's taken a fancy to. This guy didn't even make it clear in his letter. I can't just grant him a marriage like that!"
"If marriage could be granted so easily, Father would have arranged it for him long ago." Ye Yunshu said, shaking her head.
Song Zhimian snorted.
"Your Majesty, let's not worry about this for now. Perhaps His Highness Prince Qi has taken a fancy to a young lady in the southwest!"
You're feeling quite heavy-hearted right now, so don't let this little thing distract you.
Your most important thing right now is to give birth to the baby in your womb.
"We'll talk about other things later!" Song Zhimian said as she helped Ye Yunshu lie down.
This King Qi... he really can't take praise well!
Just a few days ago, His Majesty praised him for being responsible, resourceful, and loyal... and now he says he wants to get married.
If you want to get married, then go ahead. You're a prince, so who can't you marry?
I wonder if Your Majesty is currently in poor health and has many matters to attend to every day? To bother Your Majesty with such a small matter as getting married is truly a sign of being spoiled by Your Majesty!
"It's alright, I'm fine now, it's not my time to give birth yet!"
Zhimian, please write a letter to the Seventh Prince for me! Tell him what kind of Princess Qi he wants to find.
With so many noble ladies in the capital, you're sure to find a suitable one!
"Or he could tell me if he has someone he likes or has his eye on someone!" Ye Yunshu said with a smile.
Song Zhimian nodded in agreement.
That very evening, Song Zhimian wrote a letter to Xiao Huaijin, just a few simple words.
"His Majesty said you can take your fancy to whomever you want!"
Xiao Huaijin recognized Song Zhimin's handwriting at a glance and immediately burst out laughing.
"Song Zhimian, do you like the mansion I gave you? If not, I'll build you another one in the southwest." Xiao Huaijin replied immediately.
Song Zhimian did not reply to the letter in time this time. She was getting busier and busier, and she didn't have time to argue with Prince Qi!
Ye Yunshu's belly grew bigger and bigger, and as a result, Song Zhimian had more and more things to do.
There were already many daily government affairs to attend to, and there were also matters to be dealt with in the southwest and the north. All sorts of memorials were sent to Ye Yunshu's desk like snowflakes.
Song Zhimian is so busy every day that she doesn't even have time to eat.
As the weather gets colder, Ye Yunshu is nine months pregnant.
...
"Her Majesty should be giving birth in the next couple of days," the head of the Imperial Medical Academy said to Song Zhimin with a serious expression.
Upon hearing this, Song Zhimian immediately began making arrangements.
All the female guards who had been there before were transferred to the palace for personal protection, and the Duke of Han also had an imperial edict and his men guarding the outskirts of the capital.
Not only was the curfew in the capital brought forward these past two days, but the patrol battalion is also patrolling the capital day and night.
Lady Han Gong was brought into the palace, and Princess Yongxin and Princess Shoukang stayed at Fengwu Palace day and night.
Consort Wu, who had become addicted to playing mahjong, finally put down her mahjong and obediently burned incense and prayed in the palace, hoping that Ye Yunshu could give birth to her child smoothly.
Otherwise, no one would have a good life.
Song Zhimian and Aunt Cui rigorously inspected all the items Ye Yunshu would need for childbirth.
In addition to these, the imperial physicians and female physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy, as well as the midwives in the palace, had all been traced back at least five generations, and each of their homes was guarded by imperial guards.
Even Lian Qiao, who was serving as a military doctor in the Weiyuan Army in the far north, was summoned back by Song Zhimian.
"If anything happens, I'll only trust you!" Upon seeing Lian Qiao, Song Zhimian finally felt relieved as she held Lian Qiao's hand.
Upon hearing this, Lian Qiao stayed by Ye Yunshu's side day and night without sleep.
Lian Qiao carefully inspected everything imported and everything she used, including the palace servants and eunuchs who served her closely.
Once everything was ready, Ye Yunshu also launched her operation.
At first, Ye Yunshu only felt a sudden drop in her abdomen, followed by some abdominal pain...
Under the direction of Song Zhimian and Aunt Cui, everyone immediately got to work in an orderly manner.
The pain came in waves, and Ye Yunshu even managed to read two imperial edicts during one of the contractions…
As the contractions became more and more pronounced, Ye Yunshu, who was usually calm, finally frowned.
"Your Majesty, please have something to eat first. You'll have more strength to give birth!" The old lady of the Han State Duke's household came over with the midwife to persuade her.
Ye Yunshu nodded and then ate quite a bit under Zheng Wanwan's care.
After finishing a large bowl of noodles, she glanced around the Phoenix Heaven Palace...
Very good. In addition to the people from the Imperial Hospital, her own people, as well as the famous doctors and midwives sent from Jiangnan, are all there.
Everything is in good order...
Feeling the contractions starting in her stomach again, Ye Yunshu suddenly waved her hand.
"You all go out for a moment, Song Zhimin stays!"
As soon as she heard this, Madam Han knew that Ye Yunshu had something to tell Song Zhimian, so she quickly led everyone out.
The Phoenix Palace quickly quieted down, and Song Zhimian hurriedly knelt down beside Ye Yunshu.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Ye Yunshu grabbed Song Zhimin's hand, took out a bright yellow imperial edict from her pillow, and stuffed it into Song Zhimin's hand.
"Take this!"
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