Four months later, on an afternoon the day before Feng Qinghuang was due to give birth, she asked Rong Qi to get her some iced grapes because she was craving something sweet.
Rong Qi forbade her to eat, fearing it wouldn't be good for her or the baby in her belly. Feng Qinghuang protested, whining and pretending to cry. Rong Qi couldn't stand it, so he immediately took out a bunch of fresh grapes from the ice cellar, washed each one clean, peeled off the skin, and fed them to Feng Qinghuang. Only then did Feng Qinghuang stop her unreasonable behavior. But before she had eaten a few, Feng Qinghuang kicked Rong Qi.
Rong Qi was still in a daze. What? Was this service not good enough? Why was he being kicked?
Feng Qinghuang clutched her stomach and cried out, "Aqi, your daughter is coming out early! Go and call the midwife!"
Rong Qi picked up Feng Qinghuang, and without any panic, gave instructions to the guards before carrying her to the prepared delivery room.
Rong Qi wasn't in a hurry because over the past few months, Feng Qinghuang had been giving him advice on things to pay attention to before giving birth and during the postpartum period, so Rong Qi now knew them all by heart.
He knew that Jiaojiao was currently in labor and hadn't given birth yet, so he wasn't in a rush like other women when they were having children.
However, seeing Jiaojiao looking so uncomfortable, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
"Aqi, it's okay. That's how childbirth is. Every woman has to go through it. Aqi, can you help me cut the umbilical cord later?"
Rong Qi nodded: "Yes, of course I can. I must cut the umbilical cord for Jiao Jiao and Wan Bao'er myself, so that our family of three can be complete."
Feng Qinghuang leaned against Rong Qi's chest: "Aqi, hurry up, or your daughter will be eager to meet you."
Upon hearing this, Rong Qi panicked and asked as she ran, "Didn't Jiao Jiao say that contractions would take a long time and that labor would only begin after the amniotic sac breaks? How could it be so fast?"
Feng Qinghuang buried her face in his chest and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's probably because of those grapes."
After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Rong Qi. What could Rong Qi do? He could only spoil her. She was his own wife and daughter; he couldn't possibly beat her up.
When Rong Qi brought Jiao Jiao to the delivery room, the door was already crowded with people. Rong Qi didn't give them any chance to ask questions and directly took Feng Qinghuang into the room without leaving. The midwife saw that Rong Qi was a little reserved and didn't know how to proceed.
Feng Qinghuang said to the midwife, "It's alright. Aqi is the baby's father. I asked him to cut the umbilical cord. You can all go about your business and don't be affected."
The midwives were all experienced, but this was the first time a man had been in the delivery room. However, they quickly got to work on Feng Qinghuang's delivery.
Rong Qi watched for a while, and perhaps because Jiao Jiao was afraid that Rong Qi would feel sorry for her, she kept biting her lip. Rong Qi couldn't bear it, so he simply put his arm in her mouth.
"Jiaojiao, didn't you say that in your memory, if a woman leaves her own mark on a man, then no matter this life, the next life, or the life after that, the two of them can find each other by the mark? Then Jiaojiao, please leave a mark on me, so that Jiaojiao can find me faster in the next life."
Upon hearing Rong Qi's words, Feng Qinghuang no longer suppressed herself, and soon bright red blood seeped from Rong Qi's arm inside Feng Qinghuang's mouth.
As Feng Qinghuang listened to Rong Qi speak, she followed the midwife's movements, breathing and pushing accordingly.
Rong Qi continued talking to her: "Jiaojiao, our daughter is about to be born. I think she will be a well-behaved, beautiful, and lovely girl. When she grows up, she will definitely be as beautiful and wonderful as Jiaojiao."
Just as Feng Qinghuang was about to nod, her stomach suddenly started to hurt terribly, as if a knife was cutting into her heart. Feng Qinghuang pushed hard and finally felt her stomach empty; it seemed that the little one had come out.
Feng Qinghuang looked up at the midwife and patted the little baby's bright red bottom a few times. The little guy started crying loudly.
Well, he's got a loud voice; the house will be lively from now on.
Feng Qinghuang suddenly collapsed onto the bed, still biting Rong Qi's arm.
Feng Qinghuang released her mouth, the taste of blood still lingering in her mouth.
"Aqi, go and see your daughter quickly."
Rong Qi planted a kiss on her forehead: "Jiaojiao, you've worked hard. Aqi loves you."
A smile appeared on Feng Qinghuang's pale face.
"I love you too, and I love our baby."
Rong Qi touched her little face: "Let the midwife clean you up first, I'll hold my daughter."
Feng Qinghuang nodded.
Rong Qi walked over to the midwife, held the cleaned baby in her arms, and felt a surge of bitterness welling up inside her.
This is his and Jiaojiao's daughter, so tiny! The little one has her eyes closed right now, and you can see her eyelashes are very long. Although she's all red, her features are delicate, and she looks quite like Jiaojiao. How could his and Jiaojiao's daughter be ugly!
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