Jiaming's lips twitched. "Don't know what that means?"
“Consort Li is in the delivery room. This servant doesn’t have the ability to find out what’s going on inside,” Xiao Hezi said with utmost seriousness.
Fine Tea: ...
Okay, it's her fault, she didn't expect this.
Just as Jiaming learned from Xiao Hezi that Li was having a difficult childbirth, at the Ministry of Revenue, after hearing from Su Peisheng that Li was having a difficult childbirth and that the Fujin (wife) wanted him to return to oversee things, the Fourth Prince quickly gave instructions on what he was doing, dealt with what needed to be dealt with immediately, and put aside what didn't need to be done. Then he hurriedly took Su Peisheng back to the mansion.
Although he had never had a good impression of Li Shi, and she had recently fallen out of favor, she was still carrying his child.
The Fourth Prince, who longed for an heir, went straight to the Pear Courtyard as soon as he returned to the mansion.
"My Ladyship, how is Lady Li?"
The Fujin frowned as she looked at the delivery room, her eyes flashing with worry and difficulty: "Sister Li is having a difficult labor. The midwife is asking whether to save the mother or the child. As you know, Sister Li had a conflict with me not long ago. If I say save the mother, I'm afraid Sister Li in the room will hear and think that I am deliberately harming her child; if I say save the child, I'm afraid Sister Li will overthink and think that I am abandoning the mother to save the child."
The Fujin (principal wife) spoke sweet words and even tried to sow discord among Li's family. In reality, she was deliberately trying to make things difficult for Li and the midwives, so that the longer the delivery dragged on, the greater the harm to Li.
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She was certain that the Fourth Master didn't understand these things at all, and she used this method blatantly.
So she sighed helplessly, "Alas," and then looked up at the Fourth Prince, saying, "Alas, at this critical moment, how could I dare to upset Sister Li? I am in a dilemma, so I instructed them to do their best to save both adults and children. Fortunately, Your Highness is back, so you should make the decision!"
Here, the Fourth Prince listened to his wife's words, his thin lips trembled, and he was just about to make a decision.
Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying came from the delivery room, followed by a joyful shout: "It's born! It's born!"
The news that Consort Li had given birth to a prince spread throughout the Fourth Prince's residence in no time.
In Peach Garden, Jiaming sat on a low stool, supporting her aching back from pregnancy, discussing the wet nurse with Granny Sun. She wanted to breastfeed her own child; after all, with her wood-elemental abilities, her body was healthier than those wet nurses, and her breast milk should be better.
Of course, you want to give your own child the best you can afford.
Just as she was about to ask Granny Sun for advice on how to personally feed the child, a commotion broke out outside.
Interrupted, Jiaming frowned and looked at Hongtao beside her. "Hongtao, what's all the commotion outside? Go and find out."
Red Peach bowed and left, then returned shortly after.
"My lord, Consort Li has given birth! She has given birth to a little prince!" Hongtao said, her voice sounding somewhat displeased.
Of course she was unhappy, because Consort Li had schemed against her master before.
Hmph, why didn't she give birth to a princess? How lucky she is to have given birth to a prince!
In this era of male chauvinism, Hongtao was worried that Consort Li would rise again because of the birth of the prince, and then suppress her mistress. Besides, her mistress had finally gained the master's favor, and she didn't want it to be taken away by Consort Li.
However, thinking about the information she had gathered, Red Peach felt a surge of schadenfreude.
Jiaming was very perceptive; she noticed Hongtao's change immediately, and looked at her, asking, "And then?"
"Although Consort Li gave birth to the little prince after a difficult childbirth, it damaged her health, and she will have difficulty conceiving again in the future."
Like Hongtao, Jiaming was also secretly gloating.
Most of the women in the inner courtyard gloated upon hearing the news, but for Madam Li, it was like a bolt from the blue. Surprisingly, the Fujin (Madam's wife) felt the same way as Madam Li.
Why are they both alive?
Isn't it said that premature birth caused by this drug will inevitably lead to dystocia in pregnant women, resulting in the death of both mother and child, with at most only one surviving?
Why is it that the Li family is so lucky?
Back in the main courtyard, the Fujin (principal wife) recalled the Fourth Prince's joyful smile, the young prince who, though frail, was not seriously ill and would surely grow up safely under her careful care, and the still-living Li Shi (principal wife), and her heart was filled with turmoil.
But what could be done even if she was deeply troubled? Li was still unharmed, and Hongshi was born as usual.
Even though the Princess Consort was deeply troubled, she had to maintain a gentle smile in public.
Especially when receiving servants and maids from the palace who brought her rewards, she had to hide her resentment and unease. She didn't want the palace to have a bad impression of her and think that she, as the primary consort, was not virtuous.
The Prince's mansion was filled with joy at the arrival of his son. But beneath the jubilation, some had not forgotten Lady Li's premature birth.
That evening, Fourth Master came to Peach Courtyard with a slight upturn of his lips.
He looked at Jiaming's big belly with burning eyes, sat down next to her, and reached out to touch her protruding belly.
"Bang bang..."
One, two... The child was as lively as ever, punching and kicking the hand that was rubbing his belly.
The Fourth Prince often reached out to interact with the child in Jiaming's belly, so he was more looking forward to the child in Jiaming's belly than to the little prince that Li had just given birth to.
The fetus is so energetic, haha, it must be a strong little boy.
Looking at the Fourth Master, who was in a very good mood, and then at her own belly, which was bulging from being punched and kicked from time to time, Jiaming couldn't help but clench her fists and purse her lips.
This guy is really going too far. He teases the child like this every day, uh, without any regard for the pain of being a pregnant woman.
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