A short while later, a group of palace maids rushed into the room.
One by one, candles were carried in.
In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Jinghe Palace became as bright as day.
The emperor's nervous expression grew even more pronounced, and he kept muttering, "It's alright, everything will be alright, I'm right here..."
Gu Jiangli grasped his hand in return, drawing strength from him.
One breath in, one breath out.
She listened to the midwife telling her to "push harder," felt the warmth of the emperor in her palm, and watched as the darkness outside gradually brightened, with a ray of morning sun shining through the crack in the window.
The moment the sunlight shone on Jinghe Palace, the cries of a baby rang out.
The midwife beamed with joy, and the palace servants all breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Jiangli's hair was soaked with sweat, as was the emperor beside her.
The emperor was not only covered in sweat, but his eyes were also filled with tears.
The nanny, holding the baby, congratulated the Emperor and Gu Jiangli: "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! It's a little prince, very lively and active!"
Physician Lü also stepped forward to take Gu Jiangli's pulse. "Your Majesty, the Empress has just given birth and is still a little weak, but it's alright. She will recover after a period of recuperation."
At the same time, Doctor Wu touched the child's thin arm and soon said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, the little prince is very healthy and no heart disease has been found so far."
The emperor let out a heavy breath, hot tears streaming down his cheeks. He repeatedly kissed Gu Jiangli's hand, murmuring the same sentence over and over:
"Our child is not sick, our child is not sick..."
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