The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Chapter 1170: Production

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After learning that Xixi was pregnant, Fang Wujiu and Chu Jian arrived in Shengjing not far away.

They plan to wait until Xixi gives birth to the child before leaving.

Wen Jiucheng and Pei Qianhuo looked at Nanyue and saw that nothing could go wrong, so Fang Wujiu and Chu Jian could stay in Shengjing with peace of mind.

Fang Wujiu gave the expected date of birth around the twentieth of the twelfth lunar month.

Seeing that the due date was getting closer and closer, not only Luo Qinghan, but the entire palace became nervous.

Fang Wujiu and Chu Jian simply lived in the palace so that they could take care of them at any time.

On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, Luo Qinghan didn't even go to court, nor did he approve the memorial, and his whole body was like a wooden stake, firmly anchored in the Yunxiu Palace, and his eyes were inseparable for a moment. Xixi.

The maids in charge of production have long been waiting.

Baoqin, Zhezhi, Drizzle and others have prepared everything that may be used for production.

Seeing that everyone looked like a great enemy, Xiao Xixi couldn't help but get nervous.

She touched her chubby belly, feeling uneasy.

I don't know if this pregnancy will go well.

Yet they waited and waited.

After the twelfth lunar month was over, Xiao Xixi's stomach still did not move.

Fang Wujiu said that this is normal, and the expected date of birth is only an approximate value, which may fluctuate for a period of time.

Everyone can only wait patiently.

Time passed by day by day, and the new year was approaching, and Xiao Xixi still showed no sign of giving birth.

Now Fang Wuji is a little anxious.

Did he calculate it wrong

Xiao Xixi was probably nervous for too long, but now she can't get nervous anymore.

Holding the bowl, she comforted her while eating the fragrant big dumplings.

"It's alright, you can't rush things like having a baby. After all, it's useless even if you're in a hurry. You might as well have a good meal. Today, the dumplings are delicious, so eat them too!"

Luo Qinghan had no appetite at all at this time.

He stared at her big belly, frowning tightly, as if thinking about why the child in this belly still hasn't come out

Xiao Xixi picked up a dumpling and brought it to his mouth: "Eat one, today is New Year's Eve, eating dumplings should be the occasion."

Luo Qinghan didn't want to brush off her kindness, so she opened her mouth and bit the dumpling.

Fang Wujiu asked Xixi to stretch out her hand.

"I'll give you another pulse."

Xiao Xixi's cheeks were bulging, and she said vaguely, "Wait a minute, wait until I finish eating the last two dumplings in this bowl."

When the last dumpling was stuffed into her mouth, her expression suddenly changed a little.

Luo Qinghan kept looking at her, and immediately noticed her strangeness.

He hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Did you choke?"

As he said that, he was about to reach out and pat her back.

Xiao Xixi said with a strange expression, looking at the dumplings in her mouth with difficulty.

"My stomach hurts a little, like I'm about to give birth."

Luo Qinghan's movements stopped, and then he grabbed his long arm and hugged Xixi horizontally, shouting sharply in his mouth.

"Go and call Mother Wen, the queen is about to give birth!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone inside and outside the room seemed to be pressing the accelerator button, and the speed suddenly increased.

Xixi felt that she was only put on the bed with a flash of divine effort.

This bed was specially used to give birth to her child, and it was specially padded with a thick quilt, which was very soft and comfortable to lie on.

Probably because the bed was so comfortable, Xiao Xixi couldn't help dozing off when she lay down.

Luo Qinghan held her hand tightly and whispered, "Don't be nervous, I will always be with you, and your mother and son will be safe."

Xiao Xixi felt that his palms were sweating.

She said helplessly, "I am the one who gave birth to the child, why are you more afraid than me?"

How could Luo Qinghan not be afraid

He has recently read a lot of classics and materials on pregnant women's birth, and he has also consulted with the imperial doctor and Wen Po and others about their experience in this area, and learned that childbirth is a life-and-death barrier for women.

Break through the mother and son are safe.

If you can't get past it, it's a dead end.

The more he knew, the more frightened Luo Qinghan felt.

He was afraid that something would happen.

Even if he is noble as the emperor, the world is under his control, but only life and death are beyond his control.

Luo Qinghan reassured him over and over again: "You will be fine."

I don't know if this is to appease Xixi, or to appease himself.

Seeing that he couldn't do this, Xiao Xixi began to think of ways to enlighten him.

"Don't scare yourself, I have a way to make you less nervous, you learn from me, first close your eyes, inhale deeply, then exhale slowly, then inhale deeply …”

Luo Qinghan followed her to take a deep breath.

Xiao Xixi asked, "How are you feeling? Are you less nervous?"

Luo Qinghan opened his dark eyes: "Well, it's really better."

Xiao Xixi smiled smugly: "Look, I'll say this method works very well."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the pain suddenly intensify.

Her body tensed, and she groaned involuntarily.

Luo Qinghan's nerves that had just relaxed a little were instantly tense.

"Xixi, Xixi, what's wrong with you? Imperial doctor! Granny Wen! Come and show her!"

The stable mothers are very experienced in this kind of thing, and they are not panic at all.

They leaned over and lifted the skirt of the queen and glanced at it. They were sure that the amniotic fluid had broken, and they said to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the Empress is about to give birth."

Luo Qinghan immediately said: "Then you must deliver the Queen's birth!"

The stable mothers were very embarrassed and said cautiously.

"But you have to go out first."

Since ancient times, a pregnant woman could not have a man present, not even an emperor.

Luo Qinghan didn't want to leave, he was afraid that if he made the wrong eye, something would happen to Xixi.

But seeing how nervous the mother-in-law looked, if he wanted to stay in the delivery room forcibly, they would definitely not be able to concentrate on helping Xixi give birth.

Luo Qinghan didn't want to add unnecessary pressure to them.

He could only grit his teeth, let go of his hands, and walked out with heavy steps.

The door was shut tightly in front of him.

He stood motionless on the doorstep, his eyes fixed on the door in front of him.

Across the beautifully carved glazed wooden door, you can vaguely hear shouts coming from inside.

It was a sly voice.

She was screaming in pain.

Luo Qinghan raised his foot subconsciously, wanting to rush in immediately.

Fang Wujiu next to him reminded.

"It's just the beginning. It's still a long time before the baby is born. Calm down and don't mess around."

Eunuch Chang also persuaded: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, the empress, the empress, and the lucky people have their own celestial signs, and they will definitely be safe and sound."

Luo Qinghan could only take back the foot he stepped out.

With the passage of time, the shouting in the house grew louder and louder.

The sound was like a knife, stabbing Luo Qinghan's heart again and again.

He even felt more pain than Xixi.

He clenched his fists and said in his heart over and over again.

Just this time, after giving birth, I will never give birth again.

He didn't want Xixi to go through this kind of pain again.