Emperor Ning waved his long sleeves, and immediately a group of people headed towards Changle Palace.
Shen Zhaoyu naturally followed closely behind.
In Changle Palace, Le Pin was still moaning in pain on the bed, but the child's head was still unable to turn, and he was hanging in the air, nowhere to use his strength.
Dongmei reminded, "Master, Your Majesty is here."
Dongfang Jing got up immediately.
Seeing this, Concubine Le was startled, and struggled to grab Dongfang Jing's skirt, "Miss Wanyun! You can't leave me behind!"
"Of course not." Dongfang Jing frowned, "Don't worry, ma'am, the baby is moving very well. Although it hasn't been born yet, you are not in danger for the time being. If I don't go out to greet His Majesty, I'm afraid that something will happen. I won't be able to hide it!"
Concubine Le could only nod her head helplessly, and let Dongfang Jing out.
At the gate of the main hall of Changle Palace, Shen Zhaoyu and Emperor Ning and his party had been waiting for a long time, but the palace gate was locked and no one could knock it open.
"Come on! Hit me away—" Emperor Ning frowned, with a hint of anger on his face.
"yes."
Dongmei and Zining wanted to stop it, but it was obviously too late. The two guards rushed forward, kicking towards the gate!
With a sound of "click", the gate of Changle Palace suddenly opened from the inside to the outside, Dongfang Jing went forward, bowed to Emperor Ning, and smiled lightly, "My wife knocked on your Majesty, long live long live your majesty! "
"Exemption!" Emperor Ning's face darkened, pointing to the inside of the room and said, "Didn't it mean that Concubine Le is about to give birth?! Why is the gate of Changle Palace closed, and what happened inside?!"
Shen Zhaoyu was also very curious, she hooked her head and looked inside.
Dongfang Jing was indifferent, opened the door to the widest point, and pointed to the crowd of palaces kneeling neatly in the main hall and said, "Your Majesty doesn't know that everyone in Changle Palace is praying for the concubine Le, this is the rule of the maiden's hometown! "
"Where is Concubine Le?" Emperor Ning saw all the palace people, his doubts gradually dispelled, and he turned to look at Dongfang Jing.
"Your Majesty is exhausted, and she is lying in the side hall." Dongfang Jing smiled, extremely calm, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Your Majesty's stomach has just started to hurt. If you want to give birth, I guess it will have to wait until Zishi."
"When is it?" Emperor Ning pinched his fingers and calculated, "Does that mean there are still three hours?"
Shen Zhaoyu stepped forward slowly, and smiled slightly, "The soup for sending children will be placed in front of the Bodhisattva for an hour, so the time is just right."
"ah--"
Just at this moment, there was a scream from inside the hall!
When Emperor Ning heard this, he frowned and started to rush in, "What's wrong?! What's wrong with Concubine Le?!"
Dongfang Jing stretched out her arms, quickly stopped him, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, your empress is in pain right now, and it's inevitable that she will cry out."
"I'll go in and accompany her!" Emperor Ning looked solemn.
"Then how?" Dongfang Jing stopped in front of him, "Miss Le Concubine specially ordered that His Majesty not be allowed to go in. The blood-stained place in the delivery room is afraid of bumping into His Majesty! Your Majesty, please wait a little longer, and your Majesty will drink and give away the child later." Your Majesty will always be able to see your empress when you are in the soup!"
"But this is Le Bin's first child, I'm worried..." Emperor Ning was restless, pacing at the door.
"The emperor can't go in—"
Just at this time, a line of cold voices came from behind everyone.
Aunt Haitang walked towards Dongfang Min slowly. Dongfang Min stood still, glanced at Emperor Ning lightly, and said, "The emperor is the lord of a country, what a big scene I haven't seen! It's just a woman giving birth, why are you so nervous?!"