"Princess Gong, what... what is this?" Zi Ning asked tremblingly.
"Dumb medicine!" Dongfang Jing looked back with a ruthless expression, "Anyone who is unwilling to pray for the empress, then obediently stand up, take a dumb medicine, and leave this Changle Palace. No matter which master you are loyal to, go In the end, I can only be a mute who cannot speak!"
"Slaves dare not!"
"The servant dare not!"
All the court ladies and eunuchs hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, answering in unison.
"Very good." Dongfang Jing nodded in satisfaction, put away the key at the gate, and told Zi Ning, "Aunt Zi Ning, please help me keep an eye on them. During the process of giving birth, your mother must not make any mistakes!"
"Yes!" Zi Ning nodded in agreement.
Four hours later, it was getting late, Le Pin's cervix had been dilated to ten fingers, but the child's head still hadn't turned around, the amniotic fluid was almost drained, and the child still couldn't come out at all!
Le Pin took off the cloth strip she was biting in her mouth, gasped for breath, and then grabbed Dongfang Jing's arm, her nails dug into her flesh, and blood overflowed from her fingers.
"Wan... Wan Yun! You save this palace! You must save this palace! This palace hurts so much! It hurts so much—"
Dongfang Jing frowned.
Because of the abnormal fetal position, Le Pin could not use force easily, for fear of hurting the baby. She put her hand between her legs, trying to help the child turn over, but without the lubrication of the amniotic fluid, the child couldn't move at all!
Dongmei kept wiping the blood on Concubine Le's body, gritted her teeth and said to Dongfang Jing, "Master, it has been four hours, and no one has been in and out of Changle Palace for four hours. When will the empress eat... If empress Le Pin is still unable to give birth, I am afraid that the paper will not be able to contain the fire!"
"How is the situation in each palace?" Dongfang Jing said calmly with cold sweat dripping down her forehead.
Dongmei hurriedly said, "Concubine Rong of Splendid Palace said that she invited the theater troupe to invite Concubine Le to listen to the opera together, but Aunt Zi Ning has already declined."
"Concubine Rong is already in a hurry." Dongfang Jing frowned, grabbed Concubine Le's hand violently, and said through gritted teeth, "Mother, the fire can't be covered with paper, right now... I must notify Zhaoyang Palace now!"
"Okay... okay!" Concubine Le nodded repeatedly, her voice choked up, "It's better to let the imperial concubine know first than let Concubine Rong know first!"
Dongfang Jing glanced back at Dongmei, and ordered, "Dongmei, you should go to Zhaoyang Palace right now and tell the noble concubine, and say that Concubine Le has a stomachache and is about to give birth."
"yes."
In Zhaoyang Palace.
Shen Zhaoyu's informant placed in Changle Palace didn't send any news for a long time, she couldn't sit still faintly!
Fei Yan said, "Your Majesty, why don't you do this? This servant will run over for you and ask about the situation. Concubine Gong trusts you. If anything happens, she will never hide it from you."
"No!" Shen Zhaoyu hurriedly called her back, "If you go and ask now, it is clear that you are telling Zhongli Wanyun that I don't believe her! I know Zhongli Wanyun's character, and I can only let her go and ignore her. As far as I am concerned, it is the greatest trust... "
"But we'll just wait..."
Fei Yan was very anxious, before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Shen Zhaoyu, "Just wait! I won't believe it! Concubine Le is a pregnant woman, how can she not eat or drink all day and night?!"
"What if..." Fei Yan twitched her fingers, "What if Zhongli Wanyun secretly helped Concubine Le deliver the baby without telling us?"