Chapter 249 The Imperial Concubine Gives Birth
February in Kyoto is the brightest time of the year.
The warm spring breeze blows gently,
Wherever it falls, colorful flowers bloom.
The palace was as beautiful as a gorgeous painting, just like Concubine Chen's mood at the moment.
Every morning when she opened her eyes, she could clearly feel the powerful fetal movements of the two little ones in her belly.
Sometimes they made a lot of noise and their belly would bulge out with several big lumps, which looked scary.
But Concubine Chen was not afraid at all.
This is her child. The child is healthy and strong. She is so happy that she can’t contain herself. How could she be afraid?
There were a few spring rains at the beginning of spring, which moistened the weather and removed the dryness of winter.
The air became humid, and Chenghuan's shingles also improved a lot.
Speaking of that child,
In the past, when Xiao Jingheng came to Concubine Chen's palace, he was unwilling to even look at her.
But with Concubine Chen's long-term persistence and efforts, Xiao Jingheng had more contact with the little guy, and after all, blood is thicker than water, so his attitude would change a little.
Just yesterday, he actually smiled at the little guy.
Concubine Chen saw this and was delighted.
She thought that after waiting for a while, after her child was born, maybe she could ask Xiao Jingheng to put Cheng Huan into the jade disc?
Even if I am the second son,
If a child lives in the palace, he must have an identity.
Besides, Chenghuan was born different from others. When he grew up and became sensible, he would know that he was treated like this by his father, and he would definitely feel inferior to the core.
But the child of Ning Wanshuang must live his life with his head held high and his chest held high.
She would never let 'her child' feel inferior.
In fact, the whole month of February was not all happy days for Concubine Chen.
She also had her moments of sadness.
For example, on February 16, there was no smile on her face since morning.
This day is the anniversary of her father Yu'er's death.
She had never met the child, but she always thought of him in her heart.
That was her and Jamel Xiao's first child.
How can a mother forget her own children, no matter whether they are alive or dead?
At dusk on this day, Concubine Chen was still in the palace burning paper money for her unborn child.
She stood in the firelight, the breeze blew across her face, blowing away the tears on her cheeks.
"Yu'er, your brother or sister will be born soon."
"When they grow up, Mother will definitely tell them that they have a brother like you."
"Your father and mother will never forget you."
"Never..."
After the worship was over, Liu Yue saw that Concubine Chen was in a bad mood, and was afraid that she would be choked by the smoke if she stood in the vent, so she helped her walk to the inner bedroom.
However, a strong wind blew up the paper ashes, which were still emitting sparks, and landed them on the hem of Concubine Chen's clothes behind her.
Her gorgeous cloak was covered with a thin layer of gauze, and the sparks touched it and immediately caught fire.
"Oh! The imperial concubine's clothes are on fire!"
Someone shouted in surprise, and the palace people immediately became a mess.
Liu Yue supported Concubine Chen tightly, fearing that she would fall to the ground in shock.
He then used his handkerchief to pat the burning hem of his clothes.
Kang Yubin was also close by. He was not afraid of danger. He took a bucket of water from the jar in the courtyard and poured it on the flames.
Fortunately, the fire was not big and was put out with just this bucket of water.
But Concubine Chen was really frightened.
After she calmed down, she could clearly feel her lower abdomen getting harder.
Soon, she was suddenly struck by severe pain, which almost made her unable to stand.
When Liu Yue saw that her water had broken, she immediately shouted:
"The Imperial Concubine is about to give birth! Go and call the imperial physician! Go and inform the Emperor!"
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At that time, Xiao Jingheng was having dinner with Song Zhao in Changle Palace.
Look at Jiang Deshun rushing in rashly, his face red and pale, saying:
"Your Majesty! The Imperial Concubine is about to give birth!"
After learning the news, Xiao Jingheng and Song Zhao rushed to Yonghe Palace without stopping.
The pain women experience during childbirth varies, but is all extremely difficult to bear.
Especially Concubine Chen,
She was very slim but was pregnant with twins, so the delivery process was bound to be even more painful.
As soon as he reached the gate of Yonghe Palace, Song Zhao heard the screams of pain from inside.
She was also someone who had experienced such dangerous things, and she felt the softest part of her heart being pulled up, making her feel suffocated and a little breathless.
She and Xiao Jingheng were both waiting for news in the main hall.
Seeing Xiao Jingheng was also very nervous,
He kept pacing in the same place, and from time to time he sent people in to inquire about the situation inside.
Fortunately, although Concubine Chen's delivery process was difficult, everything went smoothly.
About half an hour later, a maid came out in a hurry to announce the good news:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty! The Imperial Concubine has given birth to a little prince!"
"Good! Very good!"
Jamel Xiao clapped his hands subconsciously, looking very happy.
Song Zhao didn't know why, but he felt as if a huge stone had been pressing on his heart and fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The prince comes out first, so no matter whether it is the prince or the princess who comes out later, it will not be considered as "the phoenix suppressing the dragon", and Xiao Jingheng will have no reason to execute the child.
Although Concubine Chen plotted against Song Zhao many times, she saved Cheng Yu's life.
She loves children so much, and Song Zhao is already a mother, so she sincerely hopes that both mother and child will be safe and everything will go well.
The maid said, "We are cleaning the placenta for the little prince. We will bring him out for His Majesty to see. The Imperial Concubine is still giving birth. We will go in and help first."
When the nanny returned to the inner chamber, Song Zhao stepped forward leisurely, bowed to Xiao Jingheng with a smile, and congratulated him:
"Congratulations to the Emperor on having another son."
Xiao Jingheng took her hand and helped her up, also smiling and saying:
"It's a happy thing. From now on, our Chengyu will have a brother to keep him company."
He smiled broadly.
But his hands were not warm.
Song Zhao was stunned for a moment and didn't bother to respond to Xiao Jingheng's words.
Somehow, she felt that there was something inexplicably strange.
After a while, Song Zhao took a deep look at the inner bedroom and realized:
That child...
Why isn't he crying?
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