The belly under his palm was bulging high and tense. Wei Jing stroked it carefully, and suddenly the little guy inside moved lazily.
As the baby grows older, the space for movement becomes smaller, and the fetal movements are not as joyful as before, but there is a heavier and more real feeling.
He missed a lot.
Just as he was feeling deeply regretful and distressed about his wife, he suddenly heard her say that she was going to give birth in the next two days.
Joy, surprise, anticipation, eagerness, all these emotions immediately turned into tension.
Hearing that childbirth is not easy and dangerous for women, although Yan Ming repeatedly said that Shao Qing was well taken care of and the fetus was healthy, he was still nervous.
This directly resulted in him not being able to take time to be alone with his wife, or to comfort the lazy child who had become less active. After hurriedly washing up, he immediately summoned the head steward, Nanny Ping, Wang Jing Chunxi, as well as the midwife and the female doctor Yan Ming.
He asked about every detail related to Shao Qing's delivery, and personally went to the east wing which was set up as the delivery room.
He looked at her for a full hour. You can imagine how strict he was. Shao Qing felt amused and happy, all because he had her in his heart.
The anxiety of the past few days had long faded away, and her heart seemed to have become a spring, with indescribable satisfaction and joy gushing out, and she was extremely happy.
Good, he's back.
Shao Qing listened with a smile on her face. After a busy whole day, Wei Jing was finally satisfied. He hugged her and kissed her, then kissed her belly, and the last kiss fell on her eyes.
"After the baby is born and you have recovered from the confinement period, you can heal your eyes."
He said softly, "When your eyes are better, shall we go to Pushui to see the wild peach blossoms?"
Under his palm, his child was touching him through his mother's belly, not sure whether it was with his hands or feet.
He was delighted and rubbed it with his palm: "Go with this little thing."
Shao Qing smiled and said, "Okay."
…
To be honest, having my husband by my side during the period of waiting for delivery does make me feel more at ease. He is irreplaceable.
Shao Qing was relieved of a worry, and was in high spirits as she was happy about the event. Her complexion became even more rosy and radiant.
The couple whispered to each other, looking forward to the birth of their child.
The little guy didn't keep his parents waiting too long. On the morning of the third day after Wei Jing returned, Shao Qing started the attack.
She had rehearsed all matters related to childbirth several times beforehand and was mentally prepared. Therefore, when the contractions first came, she was not anxious. Instead, she calmly swallowed the last bite of breakfast before asking Wei Jing to take her to the east wing.
He was stunned, and the silver chopsticks in his hand fell on the table with a clang. He stood up hurriedly and leaned over to hug her.
His foot hit the food table and it made a sharp sound as if his tooth was aching, quite severe, but he felt nothing. He calmed himself and walked quickly to the east wing.
Everything went smoothly afterwards, just like the rehearsal. The only thing that surprised Shao Qing was that Wei Jing didn't leave after carrying her into the house, saying that he wanted to stay with her.
His palms were sweaty, but his voice was firm: "Your eyes are not in good condition, and I am worried about you being outside."
To make the matter more clear, this is directly related to the lives of mother and daughter. Wei Jing would never entrust it to outsiders.
No one can do it.
He was worried.
Since he understood the process of childbirth, he naturally decided to accompany his wife personally during the birthing process.
The delivery room was filthy and people at that time were extremely afraid of it. No one had ever heard of a man saying that he wanted to accompany his wife during childbirth. Wei Jing's words caused an uproar among the midwives and maids in the room, but Shao Qing understood it as soon as he heard it.
My heart feels warm, happy and moved.
In their previous lives, some mothers said that they were not happy about their husbands accompanying them during childbirth, as they did not want their husbands to see their most embarrassing side.
Of course, there are also mothers who say that this is necessary, as witnessing the difficult birth process can enhance their sense of responsibility and further sublimate their love for their wives.
Shao Qing thought that no matter how miserable she was, Wei Jing would not despise her. She couldn't see, but with him by her side, she felt more at ease and didn't have to worry about anything else.
She said softly, "Okay."
…
Wei Jing had never known that childbirth could be such a painful experience for women.
The relaxed smile on her face was gone. She frowned and endured it. Sweat began to form on her forehead, gradually covering her head and face. He couldn't wipe it away. Sweat soaked his pajamas, soaked his hair, and even his eye sockets were wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.
The low groan of pain gradually became clearer, the soft handkerchief she was biting fell out of her mouth, and she cried out in pain. She struggled in pain, her black hair disheveled, sweat pouring down, and her hands unconsciously tightened his wrists.
Wei Jing panicked for the first time. He shook her hand back vigorously while calling out "A Qing" softly. But he couldn't help her. He tried to calm his mind, comfort her, encourage her, and keep a close eye on the midwife and the doctor's actions.
The smell of blood filled the entire delivery room. Basins of blood were constantly being carried out. The red color made his breathing rapid.
This torment lasted for a whole day and night. Finally, when the first ray of morning sun shone through the window, Shao Qing let out a long cry of pain, and then a loud baby cry of "Wow" announced the birth of a new life.
"It's a girl!"
"Congratulations, Your Highness, congratulations, Your Highness, on the birth of your daughter!"
The midwife's joyful voice and the sound of congratulations around him were all heard, but Wei Jing paid no attention to them. He leaned over and caught his wife who had collapsed due to exhaustion.
"Ah-Qing, Ah-Qing!"
The person in his arms looked more miserable than ever, with her eyes tightly closed and motionless. Her messy black hair, soaked with sweat, stuck to her cheeks and neck, and her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
He immediately called out to Yan Ming.
The female doctor came forward to feel the lady's pulse and said that she was just unconscious due to exhaustion and was fine. After hearing this, Sun also advised that they should wait until everything was ready before letting Yan Ming in.
Wei Jing checked his wife's breathing and neck pulse and found that there was indeed nothing wrong with her. He finally felt relieved and agreed.
He carefully laid her down and took the hot towel to wipe her face. Only after Shao Qing was settled did he have time to look at his new little daughter.
Sun came over holding a big red swaddling cloth and said with a smile: "It's also very good to have flowers bloom first and then fruits."
She was worried that her son-in-law would be disappointed, and the other midwives and maids also said in unison: "Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Your Highness!"
In fact, Sun was worrying too much.
A small, bright red swaddling cloth was handed to him, and Wei Jing was at a loss what to do. He wiped his hands and then took it carefully.
The swaddling clothes were very light and very small, with a red and wrinkled little face, wet hair hanging on the forehead, no eyebrows, long slits between the eyes, which were still swollen, and the little mouth was sobbing. She closed her eyes with a tear hanging from the corner of her eye.
A newborn, very ugly baby girl.
But Wei Jing's heart was trembling, and something was surging in his chest violently. His eyes were hot and a layer of mist blurred his vision.
His daughter.
The continuation of his bloodline.
Wei Jing closed his eyes, and a tear fell on the little girl's forehead. He carefully wiped it away with his thumb.
“I’m a father now.”
His Adam's apple rolled a few times as he muttered these words.
Mother, brother, did you see it?
Holding the little baby girl clumsily, he leaned down and pressed his cheek against her small, soft cheek.
My heart turned into water at this moment.
…
Wei Jing placed the baby on the bed, next to his wife, and stayed closely with the mother and daughter.
Shao Qing wasn't in a coma for very long and woke up at noon. Wei Jing noticed immediately when her breathing changed.
The room was very quiet. The next moment, she thought of her newborn baby: "My daughter, ..."
She tried to sit up with her hands, but a pair of big hands gently held her down, "Don't worry."
Wei Jing supported the back of her neck with one hand and lifted her up steadily. With the other hand, he took a pillow, placed it diagonally behind her, and gently put it down for her to lean on.
"Our daughter is sleeping in the bed, right next to our mother."
His big hand held her wrist, guiding her to lean forward slightly. Shao Qing's fingertips touched a soft, warm, tender, and extremely moist spot.
She was delighted.
"Husband, what does our daughter look like?"
For the first time, Shao Qing felt so sorry for the darkness in front of him. He really wanted to see his daughter's little face, but unfortunately he was unable to do anything. He groped around anxiously, but was afraid of poking her, so he was very careful.
She was delighted.
Wei Jing carefully picked up the swaddling clothes and placed it in his wife's arms. He held both mother and daughter in his arms, lowered his eyes and smiled, his rough fingertips gently brushing across the delicate red flesh.
"Our daughter is very beautiful. Her hair is soft and black, neither thick nor sparse, just the right length. She has long slits between her eyes, and she will have big eyes like her mother in the future. Her skin is shiny and tender."
"Our daughter is so pretty."
The male voice was gentle, describing each thing one by one, revealing unspeakable satisfaction and joy in his voice.
He is very serious.
I sincerely sigh at how pretty his little daughter is.
Although Shao Qing couldn't see, she knew what a newborn baby looked like.
"Well, she's really pretty."
Her nose felt hot and her eyes were full of tears, but she was smiling. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew how bright her smile was at that moment.
"Just hold her, please hold her, okay?"
"good."
Wei Jing was also afraid that his wife would be tired, so he bent over to take the baby's swaddling clothes and sat next to her.
"Thank you for your hard work, A-Qing."
He was distressed and wanted to say something, but Shao Qing interrupted him and said with a smile: "I am very happy."
Her eyes were curved. It really hurt when it hurt, but after the pain, she felt happier than ever before.
Wei Jing had already sent everyone away to avoid disturbing his wife's rest. He just ordered the meal to be served, but Nanny Ping had not returned yet.
The room was very quiet. Shao Qing leaned her head slightly against the broad shoulder, and vague nursery rhymes rang in her ears.
Wei Jing lowered his eyes, gently rocked the small swaddling clothes in his arms, and hummed the nursery rhyme from memory.
The childhood memories of when he was two or three years old suddenly came back to him at this moment. The familiar kind and gentle female voice was singing softly in his ears, and he hummed softly to the little daughter in his arms.
The memory was so distant that the nursery rhyme was unclear, but from the slight sound in the throat, Shao Qing heard peace for the first time.
When he recalled his mother and brother for the first time, he forgot all the hatred and pain. At that moment, he felt joy, happiness, peace and tranquility.
She blinked her eyes, and her eyelids suddenly could no longer hold the tears, and they slid down.
Tears fell from my eyes.
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