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, and 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 asked one question today and another tomorrow about the concubine's experience of giving birth. Those people asked one question today and another tomorrow, and unknowingly, she got a lot of information.
.
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? I think it's nothing!"
"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."
"Thank you very much."
Zhou Ning's delivery date is just a few days away, so it can't be hidden from anyone who cares about it, and Yang Xuan is not prepared to cover it up.
"There is a mixture of dragons and snakes in Lin'an City. There are people from all walks of life." Han Ji also came. "Women are most afraid of being frightened when giving birth. They are afraid that someone will make some noise."
"I've already gone to keep an eye on it," Zhang Xu said.
"It's time to mobilize the army." Han Ji's eyes were bright, "What are you worried about?"
"Someone will impeach." Cao Ying said.
A governor's wife gives birth to a child and actually resorts to martial law. Do you think you are an emperor?
This is taboo.
…
Wang Laoer led a team of guards to patrol back and forth in the alley.
As they walked a while, in the wall behind them, two men opened the baggage they had brought.
One person climbed up and looked around carefully.
Seeing Wang Laoer leading the people away, he said softly: "That's it!"
One person took out his bow and arrows and carefully began to unstring the bowstring.
squeak……
No matter how careful I am, the sound still comes far away in the dark night.
The man gritted his teeth and stood up, raised his head, and pointed the arrow at the Yang family.
"Let it go!"
The companions on the side knew that if it was just a moment later, Wang Laoer, the man-headed monster, would come back to kill him.
"What are you waiting for?"
The companion turned back angrily.
The old thief stood behind him with a smile, "Coming?"
…
"Mr. Lang, someone was preparing to shoot an arrow outside earlier. It was Ming Dy."
Yang Xuan nodded.
Jiang Heer asked: "Ask from outside, how to deal with it?"
"There are a lot of ghosts and gods coming tonight. Kill them." Yang Xuan said calmly.
What a murderous spirit.
Jiang Heer went out to tell the story.
When news came from outside, Zhang Xu asked the old thief, "What can you say?"
The old thief stroked his beard and said, "This kind of murderous sacrifice must be clean and tidy."
As a result, the two men turned into headless corpses.
The east is getting darker and darker.
"How?" Yang Xuan asked.
The woman inside said: "It's about to begin."
Yang Xuan rubbed his face with his hands, "Aning, I'm just outside."
At this moment, Zhou Ning was in severe pain, but she didn't want him to hear it, so she said, "Zitai, go ask your ancestors for protection!"
"good."
At this moment, as long as Zhou Ning says something useful, Yang Xuan is willing to do it.
"Mr. be careful."
Jiang Heer led the way with a lantern.
When they arrived at the ancestral hall, Yang Xuan said, "You go back first."
"Don't you want someone to serve you, sir?" Jiang He'er was a little curious.
"Need not."
After Jiang Heer left, Yang Xuan opened the door and lit the oil lamp.
The morning light outside shone brightly.
Yang Xuan took out the two tablets.
One is filial to the emperor, and the other is mother Huang.
He stood and looked at it for a long time, then took back the memorial tablet for filial piety to the emperor and placed it next to his mother's memorial tablet.
"Aniang, your daughter-in-law Zhou is giving birth."
The smoke from three incense sticks lingered on the memorial tablet.
"Yiniang told you before that you were pregnant with me, saying that you were timid but risked everything for me.
I was thinking that women are weak by nature, but mothers are strong.
I never understood what you were thinking at that time, but just before, when I was panicking, I suddenly understood.
At that moment, I just wanted to exhaust all the ways in the world and was willing to pay any price, just to hope that their mother and son would be safe.
So I understood that at that moment, you must have wanted to use your own life in exchange for my peace."
Yang Xuan said softly.
Yi Niang stood outside the delivery room with her hands in her sleeves and her posture upright.
Auntie Guan said softly: "Would you like to invite a doctor?"
Yi Niang shook her head, "Calm down!"
"I'm worried about my wife..."
Yi Niang pointed to the sky, "Don't worry, someone is watching!"
In the ancestral hall, Yang Xuan said: "What makes a weak woman not afraid of life and death? It should be the continuation of life! You have extended my life with your own life.
Auntie, Mrs. Zhou is giving birth at this moment, and your life continues..."
The morning light gradually becomes clearer.
"Zhou's delivery was a bit difficult, and I was a little confused.
At this moment, the doctors are outside, but they all said that childbirth is often about fortune telling.
I don’t know what her life is like, but I think I won’t trade my wife’s life for the life of my child.”
Yang Xuan gently touched the tablet, "It's rare for me to have no opinion. I heard Yi Niang talk about you earlier, and when I was confused, I couldn't help but want to come and talk to you. Maybe I have talked to you.
, then the child came out."
"Giving birth!"
There was a cheer from the backyard.
Yang Xuan turned around sharply.
In the east, a ray of purple light slowly emerged.
The purple color is majestic, reflecting the sky.
The entire sky was dyed purple.
Yang Xuangang wanted to go out, turned around, and saluted to the tablet.
"Auntie, Mrs. Zhou has given birth. I want to go and see her."
"It's a young man!"
From the backyard, a woman's cry came.
Then, there was the child's cry.
"Wow!"
Yang Xuan's body stiffened.
An indescribable feeling brought tears to his eyes.
"I'm done with it, Aniang."
The oil lamp burned gently, and the purple light shone in faintly, but it could not let the gentleness dissipate.