Wuyou followed behind the mother and son, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, a slight, sarcastic smile playing on her lips. Emperor Liang Yuan was clearly spoiled by the Empress Dowager; a few screams and he was terrified like this, showing absolutely no manly spirit.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. What kind of ability could a man have who could use his harem to balance the court? He only became emperor because of the Empress Dowager's careful support.
"Ah...ah..." Bai Yiran's painful screams echoed continuously from the delivery room, accompanied by the inexplicably mournful sound of rain.
Seeing this, Consort Duan felt uneasy. She tugged at Wuyou's sleeve and whispered, "Sister Consort, we've both given birth. Even your childbirth was difficult, but it wasn't like this! Could it be..."
He didn't say much after that, but the two of them knew perfectly well that this was probably a sign of a difficult birth!
"Where is the imperial physician? Empress, why has there been no movement for so long? What's going on? Go and take a look quickly." The Empress Dowager also noticed something was wrong and hurriedly summoned the imperial physician to give instructions.
The light drizzle that had been falling suddenly turned into a torrential downpour, accompanied by lightning and thunder. The lightning ripped through the sky as if tearing it apart, and the sudden flash of white light cast an inexplicable gloom on everyone's faces.
The Empress Dowager slowly twirled the prayer beads in her hand, making a soft tinkling sound, barely suppressing her inner unease. A day and a night passed, and there was still no movement in the delivery room, only the occasional faint cry of a woman. Everyone was exhausted, but they had to force themselves to stay alert, as no one wanted to bear the accusation of disrespecting the Empress.
"Wah—" The sound of a child crying rang out, and everyone's face lit up with a smile.
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