Hua Qingcheng, Han Yichen, her son and Shan You lived in Huaqiao Village for nearly twenty days, and their days were warm and happy.
During this time, she has been staying with her mother and father Hua, while also taking care of her younger brother Hua Qingguo, enjoying the peace and tranquility of the countryside.
Every morning, Hua Qingcheng would hold Hua Qingguo in her arms and stroll through the fields, allowing him to experience the beauty of nature firsthand; in the evening, she would hold her brother in her arms and walk through the village, chatting cordially with the villagers and sharing each other's daily lives.
Although the villagers all knew that this beautiful woman was the ruler of a country, Hua Qingcheng did not put on airs at all, and everyone could feel her friendliness, so they got along very harmoniously.
Today, Huaqiao Village is no longer a symbol of poverty and backwardness. Instead, it has become the dream destination of men from all over Fufeng County. Here, people live a prosperous life and enjoy happy marriages. Even Hua Mazi, once a lazy woman, has found a husband and is living a stable life through her hard work.
One day, when Hua Qingcheng was carrying her brother as she passed by Hua Mazi's farmland, she saw Hua Mazi working hard and couldn't help but jokingly said, "Not bad, Hua Mazi, now you know how to work in the fields?!"
Hearing this, Hua Mazi raised his head and showed a simple smile.
She scratched her head awkwardly and said with an apologetic smile, "Your Majesty, please don't laugh at me. A prodigal daughter who returns to the right path is worth more than gold! Aren't you a role model for us? Every one of the villagers in this village has become wealthy, either farming or doing business. Even if I can't keep up, I can't hold them back too much, right?"
"Yes, you are right!" Hua Qingcheng nodded with a smile.
Seeing that the villagers' lives are getting better and better and the people's customs are becoming more positive, Hua Qingcheng is in a very good mood.
Good times are always short-lived. No matter how much she wanted to stay in Huaqiao Village, Hua Qingcheng knew that as the ruler of a country, she had her own responsibilities. In addition, Nalan Yunzhi often rushed her back to the palace with 800-mile expedited messages, so she couldn't continue to be a lazy person.
On July 22, Hua Qingcheng and his party finally set out on their journey back to Beijing, with the reluctant farewells of Hua Rongsheng, Ye Maochun's wife and husband, and his younger brother Hua Qingguo, as well as the farewells of the villagers of Huaqiao Village.
Hua Qingcheng sat in the carriage, looking out the window at Huaqiao Village getting farther and farther away, and a faint melancholy welled up in her heart.
This place, which once brought Hua Qingcheng countless warmth and happiness, has now become her eternal hometown in her heart.
Although Hua Qingcheng knew that as the ruler of a country, she had to shoulder the responsibilities entrusted to her by the country and the people, at this moment, she couldn't help but miss the carefree days with her husband in Huaqiao Village.
After three days of tiring journey, Hua Qingcheng finally returned to the capital on July 25th.
After returning to the palace, Hua Qingcheng quickly immersed herself in the busy affairs of state.
Time passed to August 30th.
That morning, Hua Qingcheng had just returned to Zichen Palace from the Golden Palace after court session. Before she could take a break, she received an urgent report from the East Palace: Situ Ye suddenly had unbearable abdominal pain, and she was probably about to give birth!
This sudden news made Hua Qingcheng's heart hang in the air for a moment, and she hurried to the Qiyuntai in the East Palace.
The moment Hua Qingcheng stepped into Qiyuntai, the whole yard was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Inside the bedroom, Situ Ye lay on the bed, his face pale, cold sweat dripping down his forehead and continuously sliding down his cheeks. He clenched his teeth tightly, enduring the severe pain brought by the contractions.
The workers were busy moving back and forth in the room, preparing various items needed for production, while Han Yichen on the side was watching Situ Ye's condition with a serious expression.
"Your Majesty, childbirth is filthy, you cannot enter!"
Just as Hua Qingcheng was about to enter the delivery room, the chief eunuch slumped to his knees and begged bitterly. After all, the delivery room was a forbidden area, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter without permission, let alone the emperor himself.
However, Hua Qingcheng remained unmoved. She frowned slightly and scolded directly, "Humph! I only know that the noble Lord Situ is risking his life to give birth to my children. They are my men and heirs. What is so dirty about them?"
After saying that, she pushed everyone aside without hesitation and walked straight into the bedroom.
Hua Qingcheng quickly walked to Situ Ye's bedside and looked at him anxiously, her eyes filled with concern and worry. She reached out and gently stroked Situ Ye's face, trying to offer him some comfort. At this moment, Hua Qingcheng had only one thought in her mind: she hoped Situ Ye would be safe and sound and give birth to their child smoothly.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Situ Ye said with difficulty, enduring the pain of labor.
Hua Qingcheng held Situ Ye's hand tightly, trying to give him some strength and comfort, "Aye, relax. I will accompany you to welcome the arrival of our child."
Situ Ye felt Hua Qingcheng's tenderness and love, and a feeling of warmth and comfort surged in his heart.
"Lord Situ, please relax... take a deep breath... exhale slowly... That's right, that's it..."
Under the methodical guidance of an experienced midwife, Situ Ye took deep breaths in an attempt to relieve the pain caused by contractions.
Hua Qingcheng comforted him softly, telling him that the baby would be born soon and everything would be fine.
Several other stable men were busy preparing hot water, towels and other items, ready to help Situ Ye at any time. Their faces were also full of tension and worry.
In the evening, Lord Wen examined Situ Ye again and reported to Hua Qingcheng, "Your Majesty, the cervix of Noble Situ is now eight fingers dilated, but it will take another two or three hours before delivery. He should be given something to eat first to replenish his energy."
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