The days passed, and before they knew it, Jiang Meiyu was already over eight months pregnant. As her due date approached, Emperor Wu of Yan had already made all the necessary arrangements, including midwives and wet nurses. Even the Empress Dowager personally attended to Jiang Meiyu's daily needs, taking meticulous care of her food, clothing, and daily needs. During this time, Jiang Meiyu lived a carefree and comfortable life.
Meanwhile, Madam Jiang meticulously prepared a variety of delicacies daily, all of which were Jiang Meiyu's favorites. Jiang Meiyu was now truly pampered and loved by her family, enjoying a life of exceptional comfort. However, despite this, Madam Jiang still insisted that Jiang Meiyu stroll through the Imperial Gardens, believing it would help with a smoother delivery. Therefore, every evening when the Emperor came to visit, he would accompany Jiang Meiyu on strolls through the Imperial Gardens.
Meanwhile, Jiang Meiyu's shop, after months of meticulous care from Master Shen, had become quite profitable, turning a profit almost daily. Jiang Meiyu couldn't help but feel secretly delighted, and she planned to open a new shop after her child was born, so she could accumulate more wealth for her own future. After all, upon returning to modern society, this wealth would be a crucial guarantee for her livelihood.
Night fell, the moon high in the sky, though obscured by clouds, its appearance somewhat hazy. Yet, this hazy moonlight exuded a uniquely captivating charm. Jiang Meiyu and the emperor were strolling together by the lotus pond in Yongning Palace, enjoying a peaceful and beautiful moment. Suddenly, Jiang Meiyu felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She clutched the emperor's hand tightly and said, "Your Majesty, I seem to be about to give birth..."
The emperor's face showed an anxious expression. He quickly picked up Jiang Meiyu and hurried to the bedroom. Once inside, he carefully placed Jiang Meiyu on the bed and shouted, "Wang Youquan, quickly call the imperial physician!" Wang Youquan hurriedly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty!" and hurried to the Imperial Hospital.
Meanwhile, Madam Jiang had also rushed to the palace upon hearing the news. Observing the scene before her, she spoke to the emperor with heartache, "Your Majesty, when a woman gives birth, the odor of blood is strong. You should leave first. I will take care of everything here, please rest assured." But the emperor firmly shook his head, unwilling to leave. He decided to personally guard Jiang Meiyu until the child was born safely.
Jiang Meiyu looked at Emperor Wu of Yan's nervous expression, and her heart softened. However, she still said, "Your Majesty, please leave first. If you stay here, the midwives might be hesitant, which would be detrimental to my delivery. Besides, my mother will always be by my side, so everything will be fine."
Emperor Wu of Yan listened to Jiang Meiyu's firm insistence that he leave. Although he was reluctant, he thought carefully and realized that he was the emperor after all, and it was indeed possible that he would affect the midwives' work. So, he nodded and said gently, "Okay! Then I will leave first. Yu'er, if you have any questions, please call me in immediately."
"Okay, Your Majesty..." Jiang Meiyu was already a little weak from the pain at this time. She endured the pain and answered weakly.
At this moment, the emperor had just stepped out of the bedroom when Wang Youquan led Doctor Hu and other doctors to rush over. At the same time, the queen mother also rushed here anxiously, anxiously asking about the situation inside. The emperor quickly told the queen mother the general situation and comforted her not to worry too much, saying that there was no big problem at the moment. After a while, the queen also came over. After greeting the emperor and the queen mother, she did not say much, only saying: "The virtuous concubine will definitely give birth safely. The emperor and the queen mother should not worry. Before I left, I burned incense to the Bodhisattva and prayed that the Bodhisattva would bless the virtuous concubine to give birth to the prince smoothly."
"The Queen has some intentions." The Emperor was completely focused on Jiang Meiyu at this moment, and didn't even look at the Queen. The Queen stood next to the Queen Mother and the Emperor, feeling nervous and uneasy. The handkerchief in her hand was almost torn to pieces by her. She prayed in her heart that Jiang Meiyu must not give birth to a prince, otherwise...
The delivery room was bustling with activity. Besides Mrs. Jiang and the three midwives, Chenyu, Qiuping, and Qiuling were also busy at work. Mrs. Jiang held Jiang Meiyu's hand tightly, patiently teaching her how to breathe properly. Chenyu remained by Jiang Meiyu's side, her eyes fixed on the midwives' movements.
Jiang Meiyu's cries of pain continued to echo from the delivery room, as Qiu Ping and Qiu Ling continuously carried basins of bloody liquid out. The emperor paced anxiously outside the delivery room, his heart filled with worry for Jiang Meiyu's safety. Although this was their first child, Jiang Meiyu's safety was far more important to the emperor than this child. He knew full well that childbirth for a woman was as dangerous as entering the gates of hell, so how could he not be terribly anxious?
As time passed, the atmosphere in the delivery room grew increasingly tense, and the emperor's heart grew heavier. He silently prayed that Jiang Meiyu could safely overcome this difficult period, and that their child would be born safely.
The emperor's brow furrowed, his hands clenched into fists, as if trying to suppress his inner uneasiness. The empress dowager sat nearby, her eyes gazing worriedly toward the delivery room. She sighed softly and advised, "Alright, Emperor, please sit down! You're pacing around like this, and I'm dizzy. I know you're worried about Concubine Xian, and I'm worried too. But labor takes a long time, especially for a first child. Madam Jiang is inside with Concubine Xian, so you should rest assured and wait."
The emperor stopped and turned to look at the empress dowager. His voice was filled with anxiety: "Mother, how can I not worry? This is the first child of mine and Concubine Xian. I can't wait to go in and face it together with her." After saying that, the emperor began to pace again, as if only this could ease the worries in his heart.
At this moment, a cry of pain was heard from the delivery room, followed by a burst of suppressed sobbing. The emperor's heart was instantly tightened, he clenched his teeth tightly, and his face turned pale.
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