After about ten days of calm, Jiaming successfully gave birth naturally. As the news spread, and the Fourth Master, who happened to be on his day off, also came to wait outside the delivery room, the crowd that had been glaring at the delivery room with resentment turned into veiled, murderous looks.
Jiaming had given birth to a son, and with her supernatural abilities, her mental and physical strength was far superior to that of ordinary people. Sure enough, not long after, the sound of a baby crying could be heard from the delivery room.
The Fourth Prince hurriedly put down his teacup, waiting for the midwife inside to quickly bring his princess out.
He waited and waited, but the midwife and the baby did not come out for a long time. He frowned, wondering if something had happened inside. Why was it taking so long?
Actually, it's just because he happens to be the one waiting, and because of waiting, it feels like a long time.
In reality, in the delivery room, the midwife deftly cut the umbilical cord, cleaned away the blood, and swaddled the baby. Even Jiaming could only hold the baby briefly before being taken out by the midwife.
As the midwife picked up the swaddled baby to leave the delivery room, Jiaming quickly whispered something to Hongtao, and then Hongtao followed behind the midwife holding the swaddled baby.
With a creak, the door opened.
The Fourth Prince's furrowed brows immediately relaxed, and his eyes were fixed on the midwife... holding the red swaddled baby in her arms. The midwife and the red peach behind her were completely ignored by the Fourth Prince, as were the Fujin and the others, who were also staring intently at the red swaddled baby.
The Fourth Prince was overjoyed because the princess he had been longing for was finally born and he could finally see her. His reaction was that his eyes and face lit up with joy.
Meanwhile, the princess and the others kept muttering to themselves, "May Buddha bless her, just like the pulse we examined before, she must be a princess!"
The midwife, who had been ignored, beamed with joy as she walked towards the Fourth Prince. Upon approaching him, she exclaimed with delight, "Congratulations, Your Highness, it's a little prince!"
The Fourth Prince's joy was momentarily stunned, and the faces of his wife and the others beside him also stiffened.
Liar, bastard... These were the thoughts that flashed through the minds of the Fujin and the other women. They gritted their teeth when they thought of Jiaming, after all, she had fooled them with a false message. They were extremely disgusted, angry, and resentful.
Some were so surprised that they couldn't contain themselves and blurted out through gritted teeth, "Young prince, isn't she a princess?" Fortunately, they didn't blurt out words like "liar" or "bastard."
Stunned, Fourth Master did not detect the ill intent in the words. He was also puzzled by the literal meaning of the words. Ming'er, who was pregnant, liked to eat vegetarian food. Wasn't she a princess?
The midwife, noticing the stunned expressions on the faces of almost all the masters and children, froze her own joy and said somewhat awkwardly, "No, it's a little prince."
She thought to herself, "The other ladies in the backyard hope that the little princess can understand, but how can the prince be so stunned about the little prince?"
The Fourth Prince remained stunned, feeling a slight sense of loss. However, he only had three sons at the moment, and Honghui's health... well, having another little prince would be good too.
As he was pondering this, his expression immediately changed, and joy returned to his face. "Whether it's the young prince or the young prince, Princess Consort."
Upon being called by the Fourth Prince, the Princess Consort immediately snapped out of her daze, composed herself, and put on a smiling face, saying, "Indeed, it is a joyous occasion. Congratulations, Your Highness."
After congratulating the Fourth Prince, the Princess Consort immediately announced that everyone in the household would receive a month's salary as a reward.
The Fourth Prince looked at his wife, who understood his meaning even without his explicit instructions and handled matters appropriately, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
However, upon seeing this scene, Lady Li and Lady Hesheli, who were originally extremely jealous and dissatisfied with Jiaming for having another son, immediately suppressed their dissatisfaction with Jiaming and instead became even more wary of the Fujin.
The prince's impression of his wife remains as good as ever! Even without the threat from the Guarjia clan, his wife is still a major obstacle, after all, she has a living eldest prince.
Li and Hesheli, who seemed to be deep in thought, simultaneously shifted their gazes to the Fujin (the wife of the deceased prince). Then, coincidentally, they made eye contact. Both of them were surprised, and then, with tacit understanding, they looked away and looked at the little prince in the midwife's arms.
Just like the Fourth Prince when he was born, the Little Prince was fair-skinned and tender, very cute, unlike other newborns who were wrinkled and ugly.
Even though the princess was not happy, seeing such an adorable baby softened her heart a little, lessened her unhappiness, and made her smile a little more sincere. "He looks a lot like you, Your Highness."
Hesheli rolled her eyes discreetly, thinking to herself, "This wife is too shameless. How could the legitimate wife flatter the master like this? She can't believe she's such a tiny baby."
Unexpectedly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li Shi nod and agree, saying, "He does look like you, especially his eyes, nose, and mouth."
Hesheli: "..." Where did you see that?
Actually, it was because Hesheli was not experienced enough to notice that she had never given birth to a son or daughter in her past and present lives. On the other hand, people like Fujin and Li had children and had seen many babies. They were experienced, and the fact that Jiaming gave birth to such a fair-skinned baby boy, without any wrinkles or redness, made it easier for them to notice.
"Alright, take the little prince back!" Fourth Prince said shortly after looking at the little prince brought over by the midwife. After all, the little prince was still young, and the weather was cold; Fourth Prince was worried that he would catch a cold if he stayed outside for too long.
In the delivery room, Jiaming looked at the baby lying beside her with great energy. Only after Hongtao came in and dismissed the others did she shift her gaze from the baby and ask Hongtao, "How is it?"
"Master, why are you so mischievous!" Hongtao looked at Jiaming speechlessly and laughed.
Jiaming smiled brightly and said, "Of course I find it interesting! Who told you that I always thought she was a little princess? You know, this is a rare opportunity to see you lose your composure!"
Hongtao thought about the stunned expression on the master's face just now, and it was indeed a rare sight!
"Look at your expression, it seems you really saw it. Alas, it's a pity your master didn't get to see it, but you got off easy." As she spoke, Jiaming was quite resentful. Suddenly, she remembered that she had overlooked something else and quickly said, "What were the reactions of the others? Hehe, their expressions must have been quite interesting. After all, they know that your master is pregnant with a princess, and they believe it. I bet they hate me to death."
As she spoke, Jiaming's excited tone suddenly wilted, "But, it's a pity, we won't be able to see it."
At this point, she immediately perked up, looked up at Hearts, and said, "If you can't see it, you can't see it. Listening to it is good too."
Seeing her master's expectant eyes, Hongtao didn't delay or keep them in suspense, and readily recounted in detail the reactions of the Fourth Prince and his wife.
While Jiaming listened with great interest, she still felt a slight sense of regret, because watching the live version would have better satisfied her desire to see the play.
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