"Hua Heshang, hold on a little longer, our child will be able to meet us soon!"
Hua Qingcheng sat by the bed, holding Wuchen's hand tightly and comforting him softly. Her voice was so gentle that it seemed like a gentle breeze and drizzle that brushed through Wuchen's heart.
"My dear sister, don't worry, I can do it..." Wu Chen tiredly forced a smile at Hua Qingcheng, trying to reassure her. He knew that in order to welcome his and Hua Qingcheng's child, he had to be strong at this moment.
In the tense atmosphere, several Wen Gongs and Han Yichen hurried to Wuchen's bedroom. Their footsteps were particularly heavy, as if carrying everyone's expectations.
The midwives sprang into action, methodically preparing the necessary supplies for the birth. Their movements were extremely skillful, their faces focused and serious, their eyes revealing their anticipation for the new life.
The wardens expertly set up the delivery room, ensuring everything was in place. They lit incense burners, emitting a sweet fragrance that created a sense of peace and comfort. They also prepared hot water, towels, and other supplies in case of emergency.
The entire bedroom was filled with a tense atmosphere, making it difficult to breathe loudly. Wu Chen lay quietly on the bed, beads of sweat on his forehead, his face as pale as paper. He gripped the bed railing tightly, trying to endure the waves of contractions.
Wen Gong, who was standing by, was experienced and calm. He gently guided Wu Chen on how to relax and relieve the pain of contractions, while quietly encouraging him and giving him strength and support.
"Take a deep breath, take it slow, don't be anxious..." Wen Gong's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, yet firm, which made Wu Chen feel at ease.
Han Yichen, with a serious expression, watched Wuchen's condition closely. He constantly checked Wuchen's pulse and observed his body's reactions, fearing any unexpected events. Han Yichen's brow furrowed slightly, a hint of worry in his eyes, but he remained calm, devoting all his energy to protecting Wuchen and his unborn child.
Time passed by little by little, the sky gradually darkened, and the bedroom was filled with a tense atmosphere. Every contraction made Wu Chen's body tremble. He gritted his teeth and endured it all silently.
At midnight on September 16th, after much effort, a clear, "Wa-wa--" cry finally filled the room. The sound was like the sound of nature, bringing a sigh of relief to everyone.
Hua Qingcheng gently kissed Wuchen's forehead and said softly, "Thank you, Monk Hua, you've worked hard."
Wu Chen smiled slightly, his eyes full of love: "We have our own child, my dear sister..." At this moment, he felt that all the pain and effort were worth it.
After a while, after cleaning the baby, Lord Wen came to Hua Qingcheng and handed the child to her, and reported with joy: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Lord Su Mu is a strong and healthy prince!"
Hua Qingcheng excitedly took the child and carefully stroked his cheek, feeling the warmth of the little guy.
Looking at the cute little guy in her arms, Hua Qingcheng's heart suddenly softened.
She held the child to Wu Chen and said with joy, "Monk Hua, look how cute our son is! He will surely be as handsome as you when he grows up!"
"Of course. Don't you see who gave birth to him?!" Wu Chen endured the discomfort of his body, suppressed the upward corners of his mouth, and said proudly.
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