"Your Majesty—" The palace maid still tried her best to stop Hua Ying, but Hua Ying ignored her and let Xia Die help her walk over there.
When Hua Ying stepped into Fuluan Palace, she had no memories of this place. Whatever she had, they were all fighting back and forth with Qi Yi.
Qi Yi is dead, that poor political victim. Her biggest mistake was that she should not have known right from wrong, but she chose to be the enemy of Hua Ying.
Huaying's back was sore and her stomach hurt. The fetus inside was kicking her hard again and again, as if it couldn't wait to see the outside world.
"Ah——" Hua Ying covered her stomach and took a step back, with a bitter look on her face.
Xia Die, Qiu Ju and the other palace maids were immediately frightened: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
"..." Hua Ying didn't know what was going on. This strong feeling came suddenly, and the pain was severe.
The palace maid who spoke at the beginning glanced at the main hall warily and said tremblingly: "Is it because there is too much resentment here?"
"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Ying glanced coldly at the palace maid and told her not to talk nonsense.
Qiu Ju hurriedly shouted: "I'm afraid she's going to give birth. Please ask your empress to return to the palace quickly."
There were thin beads of sweat on Hua Ying's forehead, and she felt that her water had broken and the fetus was about to be born early.
The guards immediately carried the jacaranda back to the palace in a sedan chair. Dozens of imperial doctors gathered around the Huayuan Palace. Several imperial doctors with the most exquisite medical skills stood guard in front of the phoenix couch, and several old palace maids who were experienced in midwifery waited on her.
Qi Shuihan got the news quickly and sat in the main hall, waiting for the news inside.
Several imperial doctors rushed out in a panic. Qi Shuihan stood up with cold eyes: "How?"
The doctors looked at each other, and the most senior doctor looked ugly and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the head of the fetus of the princess is tilted in, and the position is not very good, so..."
"I have no intention of listening to your nonsense! If anything happens to the princess's fetus, I want all of you to be buried with her!" Qi Shuihan said angrily.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I dare to ask, if you have to choose between the princess and the fetus, how do you choose?" the old imperial doctor asked tremblingly.
Qi Shuihan frowned and said: "The royal bloodline does not tolerate any mistakes, you know."
"Yes, I understand."
Hua Ying's screams were heard on the phoenix couch. The tearing pain made Hua Ying numb from the pain. She also felt that it was not easy for this child to be born.
Time passed little by little, and the pain in Hua Ying gradually weakened, and the tearing pain at first became routine.
After struggling for more than three hours, Hua Ying knew in her heart that nothing could happen to the child and nothing could happen to her, but she had tried her best.
Huaying's face was red, her whole body was wet with sweat, and she was exhausted. She just heard a faint voice in her ear: "What should I do? If this continues, the princess and the child will not be saved."
"Your Majesty has decreed that if we have to, we must protect the fetus."
Qi Shuihan chose to protect the child because he wanted to ignore Hua Ying's life and death. Hua Ying took a closer look and saw that there were about twenty people in the room, including several imperial doctors, several maids who delivered babies, and some palace servants running in and out.
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Yan Xi, Xia Die, and Qiu Ju stayed by Hua Ying's side. Hua Ying winked at Yan Xi and asked her to come closer.
Yan Xi walked over and put her ear to Hua Ying's mouth. Hua Ying said something to her, and Yan Xi's face changed drastically.
Hua Ying held Yan Xi's hand with difficulty. Now she wanted to protect her children and herself, so she had to do this. The only people she could trust were the three of them.