At this time, Huanpei came in. She asked Yu Beiming to go out to prevent him from getting more angry after seeing it. She accompanied Xiaohuan
The first thing Yu Beiming did when he walked out of the room was to yell, "Where did Po Wen die? Get out of here before I can!"
His words shocked everyone present so that their faces turned pale and they dared not speak out.
Weak Liu Fufeng looked at him walking back and forth, his thick eyebrows knitted together again, thinking of the last time Mo Xiaohuan gave birth, his heart was also hanging. Mo Xiaohuan must survive this pregnancy, otherwise...
"Fufeng, you said, Xiaohuan will be fine, right?" Yu Beiming suddenly stopped and asked him, the questioning in his eyes was strong, but he hoped for a positive answer.
Liu Fufeng did not answer immediately. His heart froze for a moment and then he felt uncomfortable. In order to let him wait with hope, he said, "Well, it will be fine."
"Mr. Wen is here!" Fang Xiaojun's voice came from the stairwell.
Then Po Wen's figure appeared, and she pulled two people over at once.
Before the two Wen Pos entered, Yu Beiming ordered in a cold voice, with a face as cold as Shura's, "If something happens to the princess, you will be buried with her!"
The two stable women were immediately frightened, but they were also experienced stable women. They calmly said, "Go and heat it up!" Then they walked into the room and closed the door.
Xiao Tao and several maids immediately went downstairs to boil water.
At this time, Lin Muxin's face suddenly turned pale. She put one hand on her stomach and leaned her back against the wall, "I...I have a stomachache..."
"Ah, Mu Xin is about to give birth too!" Huan Pei had come out of the room at this time, and the expression he saw
At this time, Zhang Zifeng rushed up from downstairs, and the army was arranged to return to the imperial city first.
Seeing that Lin Muxin had a stomachache, Liu Fufeng said, "Hurry and help her into the room and let a stable woman come out!"
In the room, Mo Xiaohuan was in agony, her face was completely blue, and her hair was soaked with sweat. Po Wen was teaching her on the side.
But she couldn't do it at all
"Ah..." It hurts!
Mo Xiaohuan couldn't hold it back any longer, she screamed in pain and grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands.
"Princess, use your strength, use your strength"
Now there is only one stable woman in the room. She has to look at both ends. One moment she wants to see Mo Xiaohuan's condition, and the next she wants to lift the quilt to see the progress of the delivery.
"Ah! I...I can't do it anymore...ah!" Mo Xiaohuan said weakly
Yu Beiming, who was walking back and forth outside the room, watched the maids coming in and out carrying water, but what came out was red water, which was blood.
Do you need to bleed so much to give birth to a child? What kind of evil method is this!
Yu Ruoming couldn't bear it anymore, he opened the door and walked in. When his black eyes saw Mo Xiaohuan on the bed, his heart was whipped hard!
Mo Xiaohuan's face was full of pain at this time, her hair was messy, her face was already turning black and blue, her lips had no blood at all, sweat was still sliding down her forehead, and she was clutching her hands tightly.
Bedding, eyes a little empty
"Ah!..." Mo Xiaohuan screamed again, and her body arched slightly.
"Hurry up, use some force, and the head will come out quickly!" Po Wen's forehead was covered with sweat. She didn't expect it to be so difficult.
Yu Beiming was brought back to consciousness by his voice, "Xiao Huan..." He walked over and took her hand, giving her strength.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, you can't come in, it's bad luck..."