Yun Chan ultimately did not take the medicine.
Yuan Yao pondered, after all, Yun Chan was her husband.
On the one hand, every medicine has its side effects. If she takes too much, it will affect Yun Chan's health. In the end, wouldn't she be the one who suffers the loss?
On the other hand, she felt that what her uncle said made a lot of sense...
So the two decided to sleep in separate rooms for three months.
Several years after their grand wedding, the Queen finally became pregnant. The entire court of Chu was overjoyed, and all that was missing was to celebrate with drums and gongs in the palace.
The sickly emperor finally has an heir!
When the good news reached the four kingdoms, the emperors and empresses of each kingdom were so happy that they ate three extra bowls of rice every day...
Yuan Yao has always been healthy, and even after becoming pregnant, she still lived a very easy life.
The only downside is that it gets hot easily.
In the corner of the Qingxin Hall, there are usually many ice chests placed there to help Yuan Yao cool down and relieve the summer heat.
Yun Chan then gathered some more cold jade for her and placed it in every corner of the Qingxin Palace to lower the temperature while preventing the cold air from harming Yuan Yao and the baby in her womb...
With no worries about the future, Yuan Yao was able to focus on her pregnancy!
On ordinary days, not only Yun Chan guards her, but also the Ninth Prince, Ying, Xie Ning, He Yin, Tang Yuan, Can Feng Po Yue, and the people of the Dark Guard Camp hidden in the shadows...
Every day, all she has to worry about is what to eat and where to go for a walk.
Every now and then, I would receive various gifts.
The baby in my womb is also very well-behaved, never bothering me, and growing up healthy and strong on its own...
Before long, it was early November.
The chill arrived late in Chu capital this year.
On both banks of the river, willow leaves turn yellow and linger, reluctant to fall, making the trees a golden spectacle.
The temperature is pleasant, neither too hot nor too cold.
Having witnessed Liuyue's difficult childbirth firsthand, Yuan Yao experienced a significant loss of appetite and restlessness even before her due date.
Anxiety is contagious.
Seeing the Ninth Prince like this, Yun Chan also became nervous and uneasy.
Two months ago, the most experienced midwife in the Chu Kingdom was invited to the palace.
As midwives, they were not only forced by Xie Ning to learn pharmacology, but also compelled to teach him the art of childbirth...
The seven or eight midwives went from complaining incessantly at the beginning to becoming numb in the end.
Compared to the tense crowd, Yuan Yao was much more relaxed.
He eats well, drinks well, sleeps well, and is full of energy. He needs someone to help him walk several thousand steps every day.
November 3rd.
The winter sun shines brightly, the air is warm and crisp.
In the pavilion of Qingxin Palace, a group of people were having breakfast.
Yuan Yao drank two bowls of porridge, then ate some delicate side dishes with a great appetite, and finally ate a few pieces of apple.
These days, Yun Chan is busy with court affairs, the Ninth Prince has started practicing jade and wood carving, and Xie Ning is studying how to grind lotus root powder every day...
The State of Chu has had a bumper harvest of grains this year, and even the lotus roots are growing better than in previous years.
Seeing Yuan Yao put down her chopsticks, Xie Ning asked with a smile, "Little Yao, are you full? If not, would you like to try some lotus root starch that your uncle made?"
"Yes!" Yuan Yao stroked her swollen belly, her eyes sparkling.
She realized that she had been eating way too much these past two days!
Fortunately, no matter how much she eats, she doesn't gain weight!
Moreover, she became even more beautiful after getting pregnant!
My skin has become whiter and smoother!
Her eyes were like spring water in March, dark and bright, gentle and radiant.
She's about to become a mother, but when she acts coquettishly, she's even more delicate and charming than a young girl.
No one could withstand that.
Xie Ning grabbed his robe and ran quickly into the inner hall. Soon, he came out carrying a tray as if it were a precious treasure.
On the plate were cute, round jars made of celadon, pink porcelain, and white porcelain.
Xie Ning placed the tray on the table and pointed to the jars, saying, "This is the original flavor, this is the osmanthus flavor, this is the rose flavor, this is the peach flavor..."
"Uncle, Yao'er wants peach flavor," Yuan Yao said sweetly.
"The peach flavor is delicious!" Xie Ning's smile grew even brighter.
Xie Ning picked up a round, pink porcelain jar and handed it to Yun Chan: "Take this and make a bowl for Xiao Yao'er."
Remember, first mix the lotus root starch with a small amount of cold water until smooth, then pour in boiling water and stir...
Yun Chan smiled and said, "Okay."
He took the jar, stood up, and asked, "Father-in-law, would you like a bowl?"
"No." The Ninth Prince refused decisively.
Yun Chan smiled faintly and turned to leave.
Suddenly, Yuan Yao exclaimed, "Oh dear!"
"Yao'er, what's wrong?" Yun Chan quickly turned around.
Yuan Yao frowned, one hand bracing herself on the edge of the table, the other stroking her abdomen, and gasped, "It seems... I'm going into labor..."
Yun Chan's breath caught in her throat.
"Splash!"
The porcelain jar shattered, and lotus root starch spilled all over the floor...
The pavilion was in complete disarray.
The Qingxin Palace was sealed off, leaving only reliable palace servants and midwives who had lived in the palace for several months.
Inside and outside the hall, both openly and covertly, were swarming with secret guards and assassins...
Oh, no, that's not right.
The Assassin's Hall has been renamed Yuntian Pavilion.
Yuntian Pavilion is named after the phrase "righteousness reaching the heavens".
Yuan Yao hopes they will continue to be upright, kind, and loyal, never bullying the weak or oppressing the few...
In both the open and the shadows, about a hundred people surrounded the Qingxin Palace.
Inside the side hall, a charcoal fire burned, making it warm and cozy.
Yuan Yao was wearing only a single layer of clothing, but her whole body was already soaked with sweat.
Her face was pale, her hair clung to her cheeks, she looked fragile and exhausted, and she endured waves of pain.
The sounds of midwives and palace maids talking could be heard in my ears.
Everything is proceeding smoothly.
Aruo, who was accompanying Yuan Yao during childbirth, held Yuan Yao's hand tightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Jing'er was in the delivery room for four hours when she gave birth."
You've only been here for half an hour, and you've already dilated several fingers.
"I imagine the young prince will be out soon."
Yuan Yao: "..."
She gritted her teeth in pain: "Only half an hour?"
Aruo nodded.
Yuan Yao closed her eyes and gave up struggling.
Why is it so difficult to have a baby?
She's in so much pain!!!
The midwife kept encouraging her: "Your Highness, push!"
Use force...
Yuan Yao thought vaguely that she had used up all her strength to drink milk.
Suddenly, a blurry figure flashed past my eyes.
The midwife was startled: "Your Majesty!"
Yun Chan's already fair complexion turned bloodless and almost transparent due to anxiety and panic. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were tinged with worry and heartache.
He strode to the bedside, looked at the person lying on it, and felt his heart bleed with pain: "Yao'er..."
Hearing the familiar voice, Yuan Yao opened her eyes and smiled weakly: "Yun... Yun Chan..."
"Thud!"
A drop of cold liquid landed on her eyelashes.
Yuan Yao blinked.
For a moment, she forgot the pain.
His mind became much clearer in an instant.
The face before her had slender eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips as pale as paper, and eyes that shone like a galaxy.
Suddenly, another crystal-clear, dazzling tear slid down her cheek and jawline, landing on Yuan Yao's face.
This was the second time in over a decade that Yuan Yao had seen Yun Chan shed tears.
The first time was to comfort her and ease her heartache.
This time, however, I felt sorry for her.
Yuan Yao forced a smile: "Yun Chan... why are you crying? I'm... perfectly fine, aren't I? I didn't blame you..."
Yun Chan sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and asked in a trembling, slightly hoarse voice, "Will you go back?"
Yuan Yao was taken aback.
go back?
She suddenly remembered that a few years ago, she had made a joke to Yun Chan, half-jokingly and half-seriously.
She said she came from thousands of years in the future.
Later, Yun Chan secretly read various storybooks without her knowledge.
Perhaps he's been reading too many storybooks?
Moreover, what he was reading was probably a sadomasochistic romance novel?
Otherwise, you wouldn't be asking this question.
Although Yuan Yao was in pain and exhausted, she still teased him deliberately, saying, "Yun Chan...you've stumped me..."
Instantly, Yun Chan's eyes turned as red as if they were stained with blood.
He gripped Yuan Yao's hand tightly: "I won't let you go!"
After he finished speaking, the veins on his hands bulged, and his finger joints turned pale from tension.
Yuan Yao wanted to laugh, but found she had no strength.
She looked up at the top of the tent, her voice soft and weak: "Yun Chan, from now on... read less storybooks and look at me more, okay?"
I'm not going anywhere... This is my home...
Here is my beloved father, here is you, here is our baby, here are my family and friends…
Upon hearing this, Yun Chan gripped her hand tightly.
Yuan Yao gave him a weak smile: "Yun Chan, you can go out now... wait for me outside..."
Father must be very anxious right now, you... comfort him..."
After she finished speaking, she experienced another wave of pain.
Yun Chan shook her head: "I'm not going anywhere. I want to stay here with you."
Yuan Yao opened her mouth: "But..."
Beside him, the midwife, keeping her eyes downcast, advised, "Your Majesty, the delivery room is too bloody and unlucky. You should wait outside to avoid being contaminated by the unclean air."
Unlucky?
filthy?
Yun Chan raised her eyes to look at the midwife and said coldly, "The Empress is my first wife. I cannot bear the hardships she endured during her pregnancy, nor can I take her place during childbirth."
She risked her life to give me a child, yet I complain that the place where she gave birth was unlucky and inauspicious?
In your hearts, what kind of person do you take me for?
The midwives murmured and dared not utter a sound.
Yun Chan coldly said, "Don't worry about me. Just treat me like I'm invisible. You all continue with your business."
"If the Empress is in the slightest danger, I will take your lives!"
The midwives were so frightened they didn't dare breathe and went about their own business.
Yun Chan, who had just been scolding someone, looked down at Yuan Yao and her eyes reddened again.
He shoved his wrist into Yuan Yao's mouth: "If it hurts, bite me..."
Outside the palace.
A tea table and soft chairs, along with a blazing brazier, were all arranged under the eaves outside the side hall.
The Emperor felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
Xie Ning was just as anxious.
The brothers' gazes lingered on the tightly closed palace doors.
Hearing Yuan Yao's voice coming from inside the hall, the Ninth Prince almost crushed the teacup in his hand.
Xie Ning rolled up her sleeves and stood up anxiously: "Should I go in and take a look?"
"A-Ning, sit properly," He Yin gently scolded him.
Where in the world would an uncle go in to help his niece give birth?
Xie Ning hurriedly sat back down in his chair, picked up his teacup, and poured himself a cup of ice-cold tea.
He Yin calmed Xie Ning down and looked at the Ninth Prince, whose brows were furrowed and whose forehead was covered in sweat: "Before breakfast, I personally took Yao'er's pulse."
She is in good health and has plenty of energy; there's no need to worry.
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince coldly replied, "She has been inside for more than half an hour."
From childhood to adulthood, his little Yao'er had never suffered like this.
It's all that wretched Yun Chan's fault!
This is so frustrating!
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, the teacup in the Ninth Prince's hand was crushed into pieces.
A sigh came from beside him.
Ying said in a low voice, "Your hand is bleeding. If Yao'er sees it, she'll blame herself."
The Ninth Prince raised his hand.
Sure enough, several of my fingers were cut by shards of porcelain.
He didn't care at all, calculating the time: "For every extra hour that Xiao Yao'er suffers, I will hang Yun Chan upside down in Qingxin Palace for ten hours."
The only hardship Xiao Yao'er has ever suffered in her life has been on him.
When he comes out, I'll make him pay!
film:"……"
Xie Ning chimed in, "It would be better to sprinkle itching powder on him, then tie him up and hang him upside down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Ninth Prince turned his head and gave him a meaningful look.
Just as everyone was getting anxious, the noisy delivery room suddenly fell silent.
Immediately afterwards, a loud cry rang out from the delivery room—
"Wow……"
Outside the hall, everyone was stunned.
At that moment, the midwives cheered in unison: "It's born! It's born! It's born!"
She's given birth!
Xie Ning wiped his face and exclaimed joyfully, "Brother, did you hear that? Xiao Yao'er has been born!"
The moment he turned his head, he met the Ninth Prince's red eyes.
The Ninth Prince let out a long sigh of relief, his voice slightly hoarse: "It's good that she's given birth..."
After speaking, he slumped back into the soft chair, exhausted.
Soon, the palace door was pulled open halfway from the inside.
Aruo's eyes and nose were red, but her expression was very happy: "Your Majesty, the Princess has given birth to a beautiful little princess..."
The Emperor is inside with the Princess. He asked me to bring the little princess out for you to see first…”
Perhaps because she was too happy, Aruo started using her old nickname again.
The Ninth Prince raised his hand: "Bring her...let me see her."
Aruo curtsied and carefully carried the newborn baby to the Ninth Prince's side, handing the baby to him.
The Ninth Prince bowed his head and carefully took the child.
He was stunned after just one glance.
The baby in her arms still had rosy skin. Although it had just been born, its features were already beginning to show their delicateness. Its baby hair was thick, black, soft, and moist.
She was wrapped in a soft, warm, light gold velvet blanket, her eyes closed, looking both obedient and gentle.
This newborn princess perfectly inherited all the best qualities of Yuan Yao and Yun Chan; she is unbelievably beautiful.
The Ninth Prince looked up at Ying: "She looks exactly like Xiao Yao'er when she was born."
Ying gazed at him, a smile of satisfaction on her face.
The Ninth Prince added, "She is even fairer and more plump than Yao'er was when she was young..."
After saying that, the corners of her eyes reddened again.
When Huai Yuanyao was born, Liuyue's mental and physical condition was very poor.
When Yuan Yao was born, she was small and thin.
Fortunately, he took excellent care of her, and she quickly grew plump and fair-skinned...
The Ninth Prince held the little princess for a while, then put her back in Aruo's arms: "It's cold outside, take the child inside."
"Brother, aren't we going in to see Xiao Yao'er?" Xie Ning asked.
The Ninth Prince shook his head.
He poured himself another cup of tea and said to Xie Ning, "Go and check on her for me."
"Why don't you go yourself, brother?" Xie Ning asked.
The Ninth Prince took a sip of tea and replied, "Because I'm afraid that after seeing Xiao Yao'er in her current state, I won't be able to resist killing Yun Chan."
Xie Ning: "..."
Xie Ning lifted her robe and said, "I'm going in!"
Inside the hall.
The midwife and palace maids had cleaned Yuan Yao's body and changed her into clean and fresh clothes.
Yun Chan sat on the edge of the bed, using his internal energy to dry her hair.
Xie Ning slowed her pace and asked softly, "Is Xiao Yao'er asleep?"
Yun Chan replied, "I'm not asleep."
On the bed, Yuan Yao opened her eyes, her voice hoarse with exhaustion: "Uncle..."
"Shh..." Xie Ning raised his index finger and smiled gently, "Save your energy and get some rest. Come on, let your uncle take your pulse."
Yuan Yao nodded obediently.
Yun Chan stood up: "Uncle, please sit down."
After speaking, he moved to a different spot to dry Yuan Yao's hair.
Xie Ning placed his fingers on Yuan Yao's pulse, taking her pulse as he smiled and said, "I've been practicing medicine for many years, and I've rarely seen a woman who gave birth so smoothly."
Today, everyone was really on edge!
Fortunately, you didn't suffer too much; the baby was born in less than an hour..."
Yuan Yao is in poor health.
She blinked: "Thank you, Uncle..."
Xie Ning smiled and said, "Your father said that the child looks a lot like you when you were little! I suppose he must be a well-behaved child."
"Yes!" Yuan Yao nodded vigorously.
After taking her pulse, Xie Ning released her hand and smiled brightly: "Your body is a little weak, but your uncle and Uncle Heyin will take good care of you soon."
In less than three months, I guarantee you'll be back to your old, energetic self!
Little Yao'er, congratulations on becoming a mother!
"Thank you, Uncle..." Yuan Yao said obediently.
Yun Chan also said solemnly, "Thank you, Uncle."
Xie Ning waved her hand: "I'll go write the prescription and make soup for Xiao Yao'er!"
"Mm." Yun Chan nodded.
Xie Ning tilted her head again.
His gaze fell on Yun Chan's bloodied and mangled left wrist.
He smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I'll bring you some wound medicine."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chan glanced down at the injury on her hand and smiled, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle."
Yuan Yao felt a pang of heartache.
She looked at Yun Chan, hesitant to speak, and said, "Your injury..."
She was in so much pain that she almost lost consciousness.
It bites whatever it catches.
Unexpectedly, he bit Yun Chan's hand like this, tearing off a chunk of flesh...
Yun Chan lowered her head and kissed Yuan Yao: "Compared to the pain you've endured, my injuries are nothing. Don't worry about me, get some rest."
“Well… alright…” Yuan Yao replied.
Just before leaving the house, Yun Chan suddenly turned back to the bedside.
He bent down and said, "Yao'er, I've made up my mind."
"Hmm?" Yuan Yao blinked.
What have you decided?
Yun Chan smiled and said, "Our daughter will be named Yuan Mu. She took my water and your wood. I hope she will be safe, happy and have a smooth life in the future."
We only need Mu'er; you only need to experience the pain of childbirth once.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao became fully awake.
Yuan Mu?
The character 沐 (mù) implies moistening or nourishing.
The name is quite nice.
but……
Yuan Yao blinked: "Are you sure you only want to have one child?"
Yun Chan replied earnestly, "I'm sure."
Yuan Yao was in excellent spirits and closed her eyes: "Yun Chan, I'm going to take a nap, don't disturb me! When I wake up, I want to see you, and I also want to see Mu Mu."
"Okay," Yun Chan said gently, "I'll stay here and watch over you, I won't go anywhere else."
...
Yuan Mu was only just beginning to understand things when he was filled with confusion.
For example, her father always called her Yuan Mu, but her mother called her Yun Tuan'er.
Her maternal grandfather, great-grandfather, and a group of strange uncles who often pretended to disappear in front of her all called her Yun Tuan'er, just like her mother.
The palace servants called her Princess Chenyang...
It's such a mess!
The way elders address each other is also a mess!
For example, her mother liked to be called "Mother," her father liked to be called "Father," and she couldn't mention her maternal grandfather in public...
Mingming loves her maternal grandfather the most, besides her father and mother!
Fortunately, as she grew older, she learned more and more secrets!
Her maternal grandfather said that she took her mother's surname, Yuan, because her mother had many older brothers and sisters, as well as many uncles and brothers...
Only by following your mother can you have a bright future!
Yuan Mu thought, "Grandpa is right!"
At home, mother is the most important person.
Everyone listens to their mother.
My mother is both beautiful and fierce!
For example, last night, she was holding her little blanket, preparing to go to Qingxin Palace to sleep with her mother, but before she even went in, she heard her mother scolding her father.
What did Mother say?
oh!
Mother said: Yunchan, if you continue to do this three times a night without restraint, you'll have to eat vegetarian food for the next month and the month after that!
Yuan Mu shivered, clutching her little blanket, and patted Tangyuan beside her: "Uncle Tangyuan, let's go back. Mommy is so scary. Mu'er wants to eat meat..."
Tangyuan shook its round ears and opened its mouth.
Aww...
"Shh..." Yuan Mu stretched out her chubby little hand and covered Tangyuan's mouth.
The man and the tiger quietly left the Palace of Devotion.
...
In the blink of an eye, Yuan Mu turned five years old.
That year, Yun Chan became seriously ill.
Every now and then, Yuan Mu would see her father vomit blood in front of her mother, maternal grandfathers, and uncles.
Yuan Mu was often stunned by what he saw.
Mother calmly peeled the pomegranate seeds. After she finished, she handed a plate to Father and said with a smile, "Here, have some to replenish your blood."
The maternal grandfather, meanwhile, gloated and handed over a handful of goji berries: "Here, have some to replenish your energy."
Grandpa glared coldly at my great-uncle: "Xie Ning, do you want to die?"
My father vomited blood from spring to autumn.
Finally, that autumn, Father successfully vomited blood and became the retired emperor.
...
On a crisp autumn day, several unassuming carriages drove out of the capital of Chu.
The hundreds of guards accompanying him were all dressed as attendants of a wealthy merchant…
There were few pedestrians on the official road.
Along the roadside, the rice paddies were golden and the corn was lush and green.
Along the way, the wind carried the sweet aroma of ripe fruits.
The carriage traveled slowly northwards.
After crossing the border of Chu, they slowly drove towards Daqi.
The further north you go, the more golden the land becomes.
Inside a four-horse carriage, people sat in a circle.
On the ground, the white tiger was resting with its head on a soft cushion, its eyes half-closed.
A pair of slender, jade-white wrists lifted the curtain and peeked outside: "Father, we'll be in Nanxi Town before noon!"
"It's home!" Xie Ning corrected with a smile.
Yuan Yao smiled brightly: "Yes! Time to go home!"
There's a father, an uncle, Yun Chan, Mu Mu, and also Uncle Ying, Uncle He Yin, Can Feng Po Yue, Shi Ru Po Zhu, Aruo A Qi...
A family should always be together!
Beside her, Yun Chan said gently, "Speaking of which, Xie Zhi wrote a letter saying that he and Lin Xuan are coming to pick us up."
"It's still early before the New Year, what's he doing here so early?" the Ninth Prince asked calmly.
As soon as the words were spoken, a childish voice said, "Grandpa, have you forgotten again? Uncle Zhi said he's coming to see Mu'er!"
The Ninth Prince smiled gently and said, "Grandpa hasn't forgotten. Didn't Grandpa want to stay in Nanxi Town for a while longer?"
Yuan Mu opened her big, dark grape-like eyes and said sweetly, "Mu'er will stay with Grandpa! Mommy and Daddy will stay with Grandpa too!"
"good."
The Ninth Prince patted her head.
Yuan Yao smiled brightly and radiantly.
She lifted the carriage curtain once again and looked out the window.
Outside the carriage, the sky was high and the clouds were light.
Migrating geese fly south, forming a line as they glide across the vast rice paddies.
In the fields, golden rice ears bend the branches low.
The persimmon trees along the riverbank are laden with fruit...
We've arrived at Nanxi Town.
The house has been maintained ever since.
After the carriage stopped, the bodyguards disguised as attendants began to move things under Yun Chan's command.
Yuan Yao helped the Ninth Prince and went straight into the courtyard.
Xie Ning and He Yin then instructed the maids to prepare the meal.
Poyue was assigned to take care of Yuanmu.
In the afternoon, pedestrians strolled leisurely along the bluestone-paved streets.
On the drying ground, there were plenty of golden rice and corn drying in the sun.
Yuan Mu, dressed in a light yellow dress and with her hair in two cute little buns, said in a coquettish tone, "Uncle Poyue, candy gourd."
Po Yue: "..."
He said coldly, "Stay here and don't move. I'll be right back."
“Okay!” Yuan Mu replied obediently.
As soon as Po Yue left, Yuan Mu took off running with her short legs.
She asked for directions and headed towards the northwest street.
I don't know how long I walked, but I suddenly got lost.
At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves echoed on the bluestone slabs.
On horseback sat a tall young man dressed in black, his ponytail tied high, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a calm and aloof demeanor.
Backlit, he looked down at the clouds on the bluestone slab.
Yuan Mu tilted her head and looked at him, then asked, "Are you Xie Zhi?"
The young man paused for a moment, then revealed a gentle and radiant smile: "Mu'er, I am your uncle."
"So, I've come to pick you up!"
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