The backyard is brightly lit at the moment.

Zhou Ning has already entered the delivery room.

Yi Niang entered the backyard and saw Yang Xuan standing outside the window with his hands clasped.

"You don't need to worry, sir."

Yang Xuan's body moved, "Yiniang!"

He turned his neck and felt a little stiff.

"My wife is in good health, and your husband has done a lot. With God's protection, she will naturally be safe." Yi Niang waved, and Zhang Siniang came over.

"Go make some tea."

Zhang Siniang hurriedly ran to the side.

There is a small kitchen in the backyard, dedicated to Yang Xuan and Zhou Ning.

After running through this section, the surroundings became a little dark. The wind blew and the branches swayed, making a rustling sound.

Outside the small kitchen, two horned dragon guards were standing at the moment.

"What's the matter?" asked a horned dragon guard holding an iron rod.

"Yiniang asked the slave to make tea for Mr. Lang."

"Get in!"

Zhang Siniang went in and found He Lianyan sitting inside, with two women behind her.

"It's a big deal today, I offended you. Search!"

Two women came forward and searched Zhang Siniang.

"Take off your shoes."

Zhang Siniang sat down and took off her shoes.

A woman checks her shoes, a woman checks her hair.

"Madam, I didn't find it."

He Lianyan nodded, "It's all for my husband and my wife, please forgive me."

"I understand." Zhang Siniang quickly went to make tea and took it back.

Back outside the delivery room, Jiang He'er was also there. When he saw her coming, he whispered: "The husband just got angry, be careful."

Yang Xuan never got angry at home, he just talked about everything.

Zhang Siniang's heart tightened, knowing that Yang Xuan was a little anxious.

"Mr. Sir, drink tea."

Yang Xuan took the tea cup and took a sip. His lips were burned and he wanted to scold him.

That’s it!

He took a deep breath, slowly drank a sip of tea, and after calming down, asked: "Was it difficult when my mother gave birth to me?"

Yi Niang thought about it and said, "It was also started in the middle of the night. I stayed up for a long time and didn't give birth until the morning."

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yi Niang thought of the Huang family back then.

"Lang Jun's biological mother is a timid person."

Yang Xuan had a smile on his lips, "Really?"

He always thought that his mother was very strong, otherwise how could she drink up the poisoned wine in one gulp for him?

"Before giving birth, Lang Jun's biological mother was quite afraid, but after getting on the delivery bed, she didn't say a word. Until she was about to give birth, she groaned. I don't know how painful it is for a woman to give birth, but I heard others say

, life is worse than death.”

"Um!"

Yang Xuan had read relevant information and said that when a woman gives birth, the pain is beyond men's imagination.

A timid mother, she must be thinking of her children at that moment!

As a concubine of the prince, there are princes with noble births, and noble women in the middle. She is a concubine with a simple background, and she does not dare to fight or make trouble.

He just hid in a corner quietly, watching those people in high spirits with envy.

Maybe it was just an accident that made her pregnant.

"When she first found out she was pregnant, Lang Jun's biological mother was a little panicked and hid it. When someone reported that she was pregnant, she panicked and couldn't persuade her. After His Majesty learned about it, he ordered me to go

Leave her alone."

Yang Xuan seemed to see a timid woman hiding in the corner.

"After I left, I comforted her many times, and she felt at ease.

During pregnancy, no matter what the doctor told her to do, even if she was asked to drink nine large glasses of water every day, she would never drink more than one sip, not less than one sip."

"Are you being cautious?" Yang Xuan asked.

Yi Niang didn't answer the question, "The husband doesn't know the filth in the palace. It's okay to give birth to a daughter, but those who give birth to sons will keep an eye on those pregnant women, for fear that they will also give birth to sons and become the enemies of their own children."

Yang Xuan nodded, "It's all for the sake of the children."

"At that time, I was in charge of Lang Jun's biological mother's side. I encountered trouble every now and then, but I always managed to avoid danger."

"This can be regarded as the protection of the gods!" Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"In those days, Lang Jun's biological mother would ask one question today and another tomorrow about the concubine's experience of giving birth. Those people would say one today and another tomorrow, and unknowingly, she had heard a lot of news.

.

Just when she was about to give birth, Lang Jun's biological mother became restless again and refused to say anything even if I asked her. Until she was about to go to the delivery bed, she suddenly shouted loudly..."

"What did she yell?"

Yang Xuan felt that her mother must be worried about difficult labor.

In this era, when a woman gives birth, she has to pass through the gate of hell.

Yi Niang said: "She shouted at the top of her lungs: Protect the child!"

Yang Xuan was startled.

Yi Niang's voice was a little wavy.

"She didn't say a word during the birth. It was later discovered that she had bitten her own arm."

Yang Xuan slowly looked towards the ancestral hall.

Mother's tablet is inside.

"My husband was one year old, and news came from the palace that the emperor and empress had been poisoned... Your Majesty immediately ordered the slaves to take the child away."

"What did mother say?" Yang Xuan asked.

"She begged your majesty to let her feed her husband one last time before handing him over to the slave." Yi Niang thought of the woman's final reluctance and kept looking at the child until she walked out.

"She said, my son is at ease, my mother is watching over you!"

…

Cao Ying talked to Yang Lue uneasily.

"It's almost early in the morning, why is there no news?"

Yang Lue squinted his eyes, "When Lang Jun was born, he wasn't that fast either."

"Knock knock knock!"

Someone knocked on the door.

When the door opened, Menzi said in surprise: "An Siye!"

Outside the door were An Ziyu and several professors.

"I heard that Aning gave birth. Let's take a look. If there is anything useful, just tell me."

During those days, the Imperial College was Zhou Ning's refuge and like her parents' home.

"Thank you for your hard work, An Siye!"

Cao Ying stepped forward and saluted.

"What's wrong?" An Ziyu asked.

"No news yet."

An Ziyu said with a headache: "I don't understand this either, is there any risk?"

Cao Ying smiled bitterly, "What should I say about this kind of thing? It's nothing to worry about!"

"We sent someone here to report the news before. After the master learned about it, he ordered the professor's disciples to take turns to watch the night. If there is anything in the city, they can come out at any time."
To be continued...