September 15th, at the time of Si.
The sky was a clear blue, and the sun shone through the thin clouds, shining brightly. The autumn breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness and making people feel comfortable and pleasant.
The Laifeng Kingdom's imperial palace was filled with tranquility and peace. In the Xianxian Courtyard within the Eastern Palace, the sweet fragrance of osmanthus wafted through the garden, refreshing the senses.
At this moment, Wu Chen was sitting leisurely in the pavilion, enjoying this wonderful time. In front of him was a tray of steaming buns, as well as several plates of exquisite pastries and fresh fruits. From time to time, he would pick up a piece and put it in his mouth to taste it, his face filled with a satisfied smile.
His personal servants Xia He and Qiu Shang stood quietly by, waiting to be ordered at any time.
Seeing Wu Chen constantly stuffing food into his mouth, Xia He couldn't help but feel a little worried. He hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but speak up and persuade him, "Master, you have eaten ten barbecued pork buns, fifteen pieces of osmanthus cake, a bunch of grapes, two apples, and four oranges in less than a quarter of an hour. It's not appropriate to eat any more..."
Wu Chen paused nibbling on his barbecued pork bun when he heard this. He slowly raised his head and glanced at Xia He, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. Then, his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sly, scoundrelly smile, and he lazily replied, "Why, I'm just having some snacks. Do I need your approval?"
Upon hearing this, Xia He's face turned pale, and he quickly tumbled to his knees, his body trembling. He lowered his head, his voice filled with fear and nervousness, "Master, please forgive me! The Emperor Han has instructed that since you are about to give birth, you should eat small meals frequently and avoid overeating, so as to avoid unnecessary suffering during labor..."
Wu Chen snorted softly, "Of course I know." He glanced at the remaining food on the table and sighed inwardly. How could he resist such tempting delicacies?
Just when Wu Chen was about to scold Xia He, he suddenly heard a voice outside the courtyard saying, "Your Majesty, please come and see me." He hurriedly said, "For the sake of the fetus in your belly, I should restrain myself and take away all the food."
Xia He felt relieved and quickly responded, "Yes, Master."
After Xia He and Qiu Shang had finished cleaning up the food, Wu Chen stroked his bulging belly and said to himself, "Little guy, you have to be good..." As soon as he finished speaking, the baby in his belly seemed to understand and kicked him lightly.
Wu Chen showed a kind and gentle smile on his face, as if he could see the little life inside through his belly, and said softly: "You are so good, my baby. After you are born, daddy will take you to taste all the delicacies in the world..." He was immersed in the beautiful vision of the future, his eyes full of happiness and expectation.
At this time, Hua Qingcheng stepped into the Xianxianyuan Garden and saw Wuchen grinning foolishly. She couldn't help but feel a little curious. She walked quickly to Wuchen and asked with a smile, "Monk Hua, what are you grinning at?"
When Wu Chen heard the voice, he immediately came to his senses. Seeing that it was Hua Qingcheng, his face immediately showed joy. He quickly stood up to greet her and said with a smile: "Ah, my dear sister, you are finally here! Come and sit down." Before he finished speaking, he gently pulled Hua Qingcheng to sit beside him.
Hua Qingcheng naturally sat next to Wu Chen, feeling the man's joy. She looked at Wu Chen curiously, wondering what made this guy so happy.
Wu Chen curled the corners of his lips slightly, took Hua Qingcheng's hand, and carefully placed it on his belly.
At this moment, the baby seemed to sense the arrival of its mother and kicked twice excitedly.
Hua Qingcheng was slightly surprised and couldn't help laughing. She pretended to be angry and said, "You little guy, you are so naughty!"
She felt both curious and amused, so she put her face against Wuchen's belly through her clothes, trying to feel the baby's movements. Sure enough, the baby kicked a few more times and interacted happily with its mother.
Wu Chen looked at Hua Qingcheng's actions, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and his mood became more and more cheerful.
The whole pavilion was filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere, which made people intoxicated. They enjoyed this tranquility and happiness together.
However, suddenly, Wu Chen's face turned pale, and his abdomen seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, causing him to feel unbearable pain.
Immediately afterwards, wave after wave of contractions came continuously. Wu Chen clenched his teeth in pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks.
Seeing this, Hua Qingcheng was overwhelmed with worry. She anxiously held Wuchen's hand and asked with concern, "Monk Hua, what's wrong with you? Are you about to give birth?"
Wu Chen nodded with difficulty. He endured the pain and tried to remain calm, but his slightly trembling lips betrayed his inner tension and anxiety.
Hua Qingcheng acted decisively and shouted to the guards standing by: "Come, summon Lord Wen, and also invite Emperor Han over!" Her voice echoed in the pavilion, breaking the original tranquility.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" After receiving the order, the two guards left quickly and acted separately, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
At this time, Wuchen's contractions became more and more frequent, and each time he felt pain he had never felt before. He tightly grasped the railing of the pavilion, his body shaking constantly, as if he would fall down at the next moment.
Seeing this, Hua Qingcheng picked up Wu Chen by the waist without hesitation and walked quickly towards the bedroom where he lived.
After entering the bedroom, Hua Qingcheng hurriedly and carefully placed Wuchen on the bed. She gently stroked Wuchen's cheek, her eyes full of concern and love.
Wu Chen lay on the bed, his face pale, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat, his body trembling slightly, obviously enduring great pain. However, despite this, his eyes were full of anticipation, a longing for the arrival of new life.
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