There were rich people who managed to dig several wells, but there was either no water in the bottom or it was very turbid. Someone was so thirsty that he drank several large bowls of water despite the turbidity. As a result, he couldn't eat anything the next day and had a bloated abdomen.
The pig died of abdominal distension in a few days. From then on, no one dared to drink the water.
Xianyue was groggy from the pain. She vaguely heard someone coming in, and she vaguely heard someone keep telling her to use strength, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't exert any strength at all, so she could only hold on tightly.
Wearing a cloud silk quilt, I endured the pain that felt like a broken bone.
Wenpo was sweating profusely and said: "Two imperial doctors, this won't work. The queen has been unable to exert her strength. If this continues, my little brother will be suffocated to death!"
Song Zihua said with an ugly face: "You are the most famous stable woman in the capital, can't you think of anything?"
Po Wen smiled bitterly and said: "Even if the old woman has a way, she still needs the Queen's cooperation. But now... you two have also seen that the Queen is in so much pain that she can't listen to anything. In this situation,
I'm afraid there is only one way."
Rong Yuan looked gloomy and said: "You mean to choose one of the two?"
After Po Wen nodded, Song Zihua scolded: "If you dare to tell the emperor, I'll see if the emperor doesn't chop off your head!"
Po Wen was so frightened by him that her face turned pale, and she said in a confused voice: "Then what should I do? I... I don't want to die, so I'd like to ask the two imperial doctors to come up with a solution!"
Song Zihua said worriedly: "Mr. Xu, you are an expert in the apricot forest. Can you still use medicine for the empress's condition?"
Rong Yuan frowned and said: "I have already taken the oxytocin twice, and I cannot take it again. In the current situation, I can only rely on myself. I hope she can wake up and give birth to the little brother with all her strength, otherwise...
I'm afraid it can only be like what Po Wen said."
Song Zihua's brows were so furrowed that they were almost knotted. He walked to Xianyue, whose hair was wet with cold sweat, squatted down and said in her ear: "My dear, have you heard everything? Wei Chen knows that you are in pain now, but for the sake of my little one,
Brother, you must hold on, you have finally made it this far, don’t give up!”
Xianyue was so painful that she almost fainted. She heard Song Zihua's words in her ear, but the pain made it impossible for her to exert any strength at all, let alone exert any force.
"Eniang...Eniang..." In the darkness, someone called her, Xianyue tried her best to open her eyes, and found Yonghuang standing in front of her with a faint smile.
Xianyue was ecstatic, and the pain in her body seemed to disappear all of a sudden. She stood up, walked over, squeezed Yonghuang's hand, and said ecstatically: "Yonghuang, how could it be you? I must be dreaming, right?"
?" Without waiting for Yonghuang to answer, she hugged him tightly, "Yonghuang, I miss you so much, I miss you so much!"
After letting go, Yong Huang said with a smile: "My son, I also miss E Niang very much. No, she should be called the Emperor E Niang."
"They're all the same." Xianyue stroked his handsome face over and over again and choked with sobs: "How are you?"
"My son is fine, I'm just worried about E Niang." Yong Huang said worriedly: "E Niang, you have always been strong, so don't give up this time, you know? Only you and your twelfth brother are fine.
Only when my son is on the other side can I rest assured."
"Twelfth brother?" Xianyue looked at him in astonishment, and then she seemed to think of something. She lowered her head and looked at her abdomen. There was a high bulge there. Yes, wasn't she pregnant and about to give birth? Why was she standing here again, and not a little bit...
Can't feel any pain.
Xianyue raised her head to ask, but saw that Yonghuang was gradually moving away. She ran in a hurry, but couldn't get closer. She could only stretch out her hand, "No! Don't go, Yonghuang, don't go!"
On the other side, Yonghuang did not stretch out his hand, but just smiled and said: "Mother, I promise my son, you must hold on, give birth to your twelfth brother safely, and let him fulfill his filial piety by your side on my behalf!"
"Auntie." At this time, another voice sounded. I turned around and saw that it was Yonglian. He stood far away in the darkness and said with a smile: "You said that I am the most brilliant rainbow in your life;
I once said that in the next life, let me be your child, and I can call you my mother in an upright manner. I agreed, but what about you, do you still want me to be your child?"
"Of course." Xianyue nodded hurriedly, a smile appeared on Yonglian's face, and she said happily: "Then you have to persevere, don't give up!"
At the same time, Yong Huang's voice came again, "Eniang! Hold on!"
"Yonghuang! Yonglian!" Xianyue wanted to speak, but found that the two of them were getting farther and farther away, and shouted loudly, but no one responded. Instead, they turned their backs. She hurriedly caught up, but fell down.
She fell to the ground, and the next moment, unable to breathe, she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
Po Wen, who was anxiously spinning around, was startled when she saw her like this, and hurriedly said: "Mother, my little brother is not born yet, why are you sitting up? Hurry up and lie down."
Xianyue ignored her words and just looked around. However, the only people she could see were Song Zihua and others. There was no sign of Yong Huang and the others.
Yes, Yonghuang and Yonglian are no longer there. How could she see them? Just now... it was a dream. They used dreams to keep themselves going. The severe pain from the abdomen interrupted her thoughts.
Po wiped her sweat and said: "Mother, if you have the strength now, hurry up and use your strength. You have been delaying for a long time. You must give birth to the little brother as soon as possible, otherwise you and the little brother will be in danger!"
On the other side, Song Zihua took a few ginseng slices and asked Xianyue to hold them under her tongue, and said anxiously: "My dear, it's not easy for you to have this child, you must hold on!"
The bitter taste of ginseng gradually spread on her lips and tongue. Xianyue clenched her hands tightly. In the severe pain, she kept telling herself to hold on, she must hold on!
She has already lost too much. She must never lose this child again. Even if she risks her life, she must keep this child safe!
"Wow... wow..." All the pain disappeared with the baby's cry. Po Wen cut the umbilical cord with a happy face, picked up the child and said, "Congratulations, Queen Mother, you have given birth to a little brother.
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"Little brother..." Xianyue murmured and repeated this sentence, trying her best to stretch out her hand and said: "Bring it over and show me!"
Seeing that she was in such a hurry, Po Wen did not bother to wash away the blood and stains on the child. She carefully carried her to Xianyue and said flatteringly: "My dear, look, my little brother has pretty features and pretty eyes. He looks very much like you. He opened his eyes as soon as he was born."
Keep your eyes open and you will be smart in the future!"
Xia Yue carefully caressed the child's soft and watery cheek and whispered: "Yong Lian, is it you? Are you the son of this palace?"