Zong Zhenglin was waiting anxiously outside, and Mu Xiyao's pained cry had been ringing in his ears for two hours. Just as he was about to ask the imperial doctor to think of a child to assist in the delivery, he suddenly heard a loud noise in the room, mixed with the angry shouting of the little woman.
This time, Zong Zhenglin's robe was lifted, and he had to go in to see what happened. This is amazing. Could it be that some servant is not good enough to serve the little woman at this juncture
The chief steward, Tian Fushan, saw that His Highness was about to lift the curtain and rush in, so he hurried to stop people, and he couldn't even say no.
Zong Zhenglin was about to push someone impatiently, when he saw a mammy rushing out sweating profusely, and quickly explained the situation of Concubine Mu.
Knowing that it wasn't an accident, but that the little woman lost her temper and delayed production, Zong Zhenglin's chest heaved with anger, and he smashed his fist on the table next to him, causing the tea cup above to jump.
The Sixth Highness was burning with anger. This woman had warned her with good words, but she forgot all about it in a blink of an eye.
Since it was useless to comfort him with a warm voice, he narrowed his eyes and simply changed his approach. Treating a woman like Mu Xiyao, she couldn't be softer at all.
The man's honest and resolute voice sounded, and sternly warned the room, "The side concubine Mu, if you dare to make a fool of yourself, you will be banned for half a year after giving birth, and the outing to the lake in Beijing will be void!"
Zong Zhenglin was very decisive this time, talking about what she hated the most, the grounding and the amusement that she had been thinking about for a long time.
The Sixth Highness was also furious. He had never heard of a family that gave birth to such a degree that they had to rely on threats to be obedient.
After a moment of silence, the woman inside shouted sharply, "Zong Zhenglin, you bastard!"
After that, it stopped, obviously the previous warning had an effect.
Seeing that Mu Xiyao was restrained, Zong Zhenglin breathed a sigh of relief.
This woman's childbirth is like passing through the gate of hell, she cannot tolerate her messing around. Now he can be considered to find out the way, that woman's temperament can only be suppressed, otherwise she will slap your nose and face.
As for that "jerk"? The corners of Zong Zhenglin's lips twitched, and he snorted softly, this account is another one! On the contrary, he had no discomfort with Mu Xiyao calling him by his name, and there was nothing unusual about it.
The two clashed sharply inside and outside the curtain, and they didn't care about the people around them scared to death.
The imperial doctor was sweating like rain, and the word "Bastard" from the side concubine's mouth continued to echo in his ears. He was dumbfounded, obviously too frightened.
The mansion of the Sixth Highness is really scary. The side concubine is so fierce, His Royal Highness is not too much.
It is the most common birth of a child in a woman's family, which has gone through many twists and turns, and is so frightening that the heart is trembling. The offense and taboo in those words were only more or less, and it was rare that His Highness did not attack on the spot.
The chief steward, Tian Fushan, wanted to bury himself. His Highness has no time to pay attention to them now. If he comes back to his senses later and thinks of what happened, he might be unlucky.
The people in the room who were waiting for the production were even more pale, and their clothes were wet with sweat.
The side concubine is so confused that she dares to say these words!
I don't know how His Royal Highness will deal with this shocking master later, and they don't even think about getting better. The plan now is to hurry up and give birth to a son safely, and hope that His Highness will be happy for a while and forget about it.
Mu Xiyao used her madness to scream for the last time. She lost her previous bravery and was threatened by Zong Zhenglin's lesson, so she had to lie down and continue to produce honestly.
So Mo Lan Hui Lan was able to let out a breath, and it was really worrying to have such a master on the stall.
After another half an hour, the loud cry of the baby suddenly sounded in the delivery room, and the sound was deafening.
Mu Xiyao felt her body relax, she could no longer hold back when she heard the baby's first cry, and fainted from exhaustion.
Zong Zhenglin squeezed the back of the seat with one hand, stood in the hall, frowning, and suddenly heard the cry of the baby and the congratulations of the servants, and immediately adjusted his posture, staring at the door of the house without blinking.
Mama Zhao stepped out of the curtain, her face was full of smiles, and she repeatedly announced the good news, and said that both mother and son were safe.
His eyes were fixed on the swaddling clothes in Zhao Ma's arms, and he stretched out his hand stiffly to take it carefully, holding it in his arms to examine it carefully.
The child is very healthy, crying loudly and full of energy. The wrinkles on his face are very shallow, and he is sturdy at a glance. Gently patted, then slowly calmed down, nunu mouth, arched his little head, obediently stopped making trouble.
Zong Zhenglin looked at his son, a small group, with eyebrows and eyes quite similar to his own, and his heart was a complete mess. The joy of being a father for the first time is full on his face, and he rarely shows a smile in front of others.
Mammy Zhao looked at His Highness with joy, and sighed in her heart. It really was connected by blood, and it was as cold as His Highness also had such a warm side. He said softly that the child could not stand the wind, so he picked it up and carried it back to the delivery room.
Zong Zhenglin clenched the hands that had hugged his son just now. He was very satisfied. Finally, he had the son she gave birth to, and he was the eldest son in the house. It was a complete success.
After letting Tian Fushan reward everyone, and carefully instructing Haosheng to take care of the side concubine and the little master, he was relieved to return to the main room to refresh and rest. The Sixth Highness rode the horse for two days in a row, and then stayed there until the middle of the night, until Mu Xiyao gave birth successfully before he was relieved.
In the palace, Concubine Shu got good news when she woke up early in the morning. She was full of surprises. She was smiling all day, and constantly praised Mu's performance. It was a good thing. Yuan Chengdi even laughed and praised it, Jinkou Yuyan said that he would go there in person on the same day.
The princes who got the news were immediately dissatisfied. Why does the old man only value the eldest son of the sixth, and he has to go there in person? This is a blessing that even the concubine's eldest son does not have. Could it be that the eldest son of the Mu family can surpass the eldest son of the prince? For a while, I kept guessing the old man's intentions.
Emperor Yuancheng really paid attention to Zong Zhenglin's son. Now that my wish has finally been fulfilled, I was happy for a while, so I naturally went to see it. This grandson has been looking forward to it for a long time.
By the way, I will use Shisan to test the group of servants a little bit. Those who need to use it must be placed in a suitable position earlier, so as to prepare for the war in the northwest next year.
When Mu Xiyao woke up again, it was noon on the second day. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zong Zhenglin sitting beside him, closing his eyes to rest. Next to the bed was a baby shaker that she specially made for her. She couldn't see the child, only Zong Zhenglin's big hand was supporting it.
"Awake?" Zong Zhenglin heard Mu Xiyao's movement, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the joy and warmth in her eyes.
"His Royal Highness." Mu Xiyao's voice was slightly hoarse, looking at the man's focused gaze, the corners of her lips raised.
Raising children with such a man is not difficult. At least in the era of Great Wei, it was not easy to have a husband who cared about him. How many women from aristocratic families have never been pampered by men all their lives, and can only live shriveled and empty, how sad.
Zong Zhenglin gently helped Mu Xiyao, called someone to come in to wait and wash, and fed him the warm water fish soup before holding the child to show her.
"Son and daughter?" She was so noisy that she didn't know anything after fainting.
Zong Zhenglin raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile, "Of course it's my son."
This woman is definitely a daughter, and the objects she makes are pink and yellow, and she doesn't like to listen to her own advice. Well now, let's see how she cleans up.
Mu Xiyao stared blankly at the tightly wrapped swaddling clothes with a bitter face. Empiricism kills!
She didn't even think about it, she was favored in the government, and soon she was happy. Can this be compared with her previous life
Mu Xiyao took the swaddle carefully and carefully looked at the fat boy in her arms, only to feel that she looked like Zong Zhenglin, and she was not happy. Why would he be pregnant for ten months and suffer so much, yet give birth to a son so similar to Zong Zhenglin
"Why does the child look so much like His Highness that he didn't follow his concubine at all?" Mu Xiyao looked at Zong Zhenglin aggrievedly, her beautiful eyes moist and pitiful.
His Royal Highness's face twitched, which woman is not overjoyed because she gave birth to more children like her father and more favored, only she has to fight for the length, it's really annoying.
Zong Zhenglin remembered that her childbirth was difficult, but he was helpless and could only comfort him, "My son's earlobes are round, and his blessings are similar to you."