Yuan Qingling made a fortune, and she planned to invest the money in the medical department to build a grandma's exclusive medicine refining laboratory.
After discussing it with Lao Wu, the matter of sending the children back to school has been put on the agenda.
Although Yu Wenhao was reluctant to give up, he also hoped that his children would have a broader vision and deeper knowledge, which would also be of great benefit to Beitang.
Therefore, he said: "After the children of the same age have given birth, you can take them back in person. But have their identities been settled?"
"Brother has asked Lu Yang for help. It should be done." Yuan Qing Ling said.
Yu Wenhao reached out and stroked her cheek, his eyes full of his father's tenderness, "They all have their own burdens on their shoulders, and their knowledge will help them cope with various difficulties in the future, so we will not give up.
Let it go."
Yuan Qingling held his hand with a smile on her lips, "I know, I am not reluctant, after all it is not difficult to see them, they can still come back during the holidays, and they are also willing to go, as long as they are happy.
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Yu Wenhao was still a little sad. Recalling the time when they were born, it seemed like yesterday that he suddenly wanted to become independent and leave them to study.
Fortunately, I still have a caring little cotton-padded jacket by my side.
In mid-February, Leng Zhai ordered people to go to the palace to find Yuan Qingling, saying that the princess was about to give birth.
Yuan Qingling immediately took the medicine box and left the palace. When she arrived at Lengzhai, the princes and concubines from all the palaces also arrived. My sister-in-law was giving birth. It was a big deal and her family had to come to support her.
Yu Wenling started to have some abdominal pain in the morning. After Wen Po checked, she said it was time, so the fourth master stayed by her side.
The Fourth Master, who had always pretended to be relaxed, now became nervous, and finally a look of anxiety could be seen on his face. He took Yuan Qingling's hand and said solemnly: "No matter what, we must ensure her safety at all costs.
All costs."
"It's okay, don't worry!" Yuan Qingling patted his hand, "I have been checking her, and the fetal position is correct. Moreover, after subsequent efforts, although the fetus is still a little too big, it can be delivered normally."
"I'm here to accompany her!" Fourth Master's voice was trembling. Yuan Qingling glanced at him and felt that there was something strange about him. There was almost broken fear in his eyes, as if there was an evil beast waiting for him in front.
In this era, it is against the rules for a man to stay in the delivery room to accompany his wife to give birth. However, no one can dissuade the fourth master from deciding what he has decided.
Except the princess.
The princess didn't want him to stay here. She knew all the production processes or any situations that might arise. Therefore, she didn't want him to stay here. Seeing her ferocious appearance during the birth, she insisted.
Ask him to get out.
The fourth master couldn't resist her and could only agree to wait outside the door. However, Yuan Qingling saw that the fourth master's hands were trembling and his face was extremely pale. She couldn't help but worry. Ling'er's birth seemed to have touched the deepest part of his heart.
place.
Yuan Qingling felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.
My first pregnancy was not so easy to give birth to, so I had abdominal pain in the morning, and by evening, I still couldn’t give birth.
The princess, who has always been afraid of pain, actually showed amazing willpower this time. She never cried out in pain. When the contractions were severe, she gritted her teeth silently and endured it. Even Po Wen couldn't stand it any longer, which made her really sad.
The pain is so severe that I can scream twice.
The princess shook her head, closed her eyes and endured a contraction, then opened her eyes and said feebly: "No, he will be worried."
Yuan Qingling stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and said distressedly: "Silly girl, it's better not to scream. Save some energy and work hard when you're angry."
Po Wen brought her ginseng soup and asked her to drink a few more sips. She had been in pain for so long and her strength was almost gone. "It was the fourth master who ordered me to make the ginseng soup. Princess, drink it quickly!"