She was a little lady who was most afraid of pain, but she endured the most painful torture in the world, making Shen Yanqing and Mrs. Zhang next to her extremely distressed.
Especially Shen Yanqing, squatting and kneeling beside her bed, holding her hand tightly, and kept mumbling with his thin white lips.
"No more children, no more children..."
He couldn't see Jiang Miao suffering. The pain caused to her by giving birth was worse than all the pain she had suffered before, and he wished he could take his place instead.
Mrs. Zhang asked her servants to cook a bowl of brown sugar and egg water, and brought it over to feed Jiang Miao herself.
"You didn't eat much at lunch, so you have to fill your stomach again, otherwise you won't have the strength to give birth to the baby later."
Jiang Miao knew this, so she finished the soup with Mrs. Zhang's hand. Her stomach felt a little warmer, and the pain was not as painful as before.
Po Wen was waiting nearby and figured out Jiang Miao's current situation. She glanced at Shen Yanqing with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
"Madam has already opened two fingers. It will take some effort to survive. As a man, is it not good for Mr. Chief Assistant to be in the delivery room?"
"What's wrong? His wife has given birth and he can still go out to rest. Let him wait here to see how much suffering his wife has suffered in order to give birth to a child. If she dares to let Miao Ya down in the future, I will come first." I can’t spare him!”
Before Mrs. Wen could finish her words, she was scolded by Mrs. Zhang. She stood aside with her head lowered in fear, but she was very disapproving in her heart.
It is inherently unclean for a man to enter the delivery room. Women have a strong Yin energy, and it is inevitable for men to be contaminated by the blood.
But the master didn't care, so why did she bother to bother her? Po Wen pouted inwardly, disapproving of the Shen family's behavior.
After all, she was born in a mud-legged family, and unlike the aristocratic family in the capital, it was the first time she had seen this mother-in-law looking towards her daughter-in-law. She didn't know whether it was due to the noble status of Princess Rongning, but the Shen family members were all scrambling to fawn over her.
However, no matter how many thoughts there were in Mrs. Wen's mind, she did not dare to speak them out. However, the eldest princess who had just entered the mansion felt very comfortable after hearing what Mrs. Zhang said.
Although this in-law's family has a lower status, they live a cheerful and transparent life without the red tape of ordinary people.
She was told that Miao Ya was waiting at the gate of hell. If Shen Yanqing dared to think that the woman was having an unlucky childbirth and hid away, she would take her daughter away immediately, even if the Shen family didn't wait for her!
"How many fingers is Miaoya's palace open?"
The eldest princess felt uncomfortable when she saw her daughter suffering. Po Wen went up and took another look, lowered her head and answered respectfully.
"The princess has already had four fingers. She is in good health and has been walking around every day for the past few months. The birth will definitely go smoothly."
No one can predict the birth of a child. Some people are born quickly, while others may not be able to give birth for several days and nights. Even a stable mother dare not guarantee it.
Jiang Miao's heart sank when she heard this. In this fucking ancient time, even a caesarean section was impossible. She was in so much pain that she wanted to curse, but when she saw Mrs. Zhang and the eldest princess surrounding the bed, she stopped the curse words. I held it back.
But she was not allowed to vent, and she still felt uncomfortable, so she bit Shen Yanqing's arm to make him bear the pain with her.
All the maids and women in the inner courtyard were moving, and the imperial doctor and Qiao Songyun were waiting outside. They waited from day to night, but Jiang Miao still didn't give birth. She ate another bowl of noodles in the meantime to replenish her strength.
The labor pains were intermittent, but she still had time to relieve them.
Everyone in the Shen Mansion is waiting for news from the inner court, and among these people, Xun Ying is especially anxious.
When Xixia's spies were caught, she was the most panicked person.
I originally thought that Jiang Miao really had a miscarriage and that she would be able to get first-hand information to claim credit in front of her master. But who knew that this was simply a conspiracy. All the strongholds Tuoba Mingge had set up in the capital for many years were wiped out. Those spies were trained by him. Elite for many years.
Such people are no match for Shen Yanqing. How can she, a weak woman, outsmart him?
But she glanced at Jiang Jiu, who was sleeping soundly on the small bed, and made a decision in her heart.
Whether it's for Jiang Jiu or herself, she has to fight hard.
Xun Ying clenched her fists at her side, picked up a pile of Jiang Jiu's dirty clothes, and pushed the door open with a low eyebrow.
Mrs. Yang, who was doing needlework with her head down by the window, raised her head when she heard the sound and said, "There is no need to wash these clothes in a hurry. Just watch my mistress first."
But Xun Ying didn't stop walking at all, and she hesitated a few words.
"My little master has a delicate body, and he usually likes this comfortable little coat. He hasn't worn it in the past two days, and he obviously hasn't slept well. I'd better wash it first..."
"real?"
Sister-in-law Yang was frightened by her and made a dubious guess.
Why hadn't she noticed that Jiang Jiu had such a picky problem before? Or was this maid just talking nonsense?
Sister-in-law Yang's already serious face couldn't help but elongate again, and she bit off the thread in her mouth.
"This little hooves must not want to take care of the little master, so she lied to me. When she comes back, I will teach her a lesson!"
Sister-in-law Yang stood up and walked to Jiang Jiu's crib.
The child had just woken up from sleep, and yawned on his fair little face. His bright black eyes were still filled with moisture. He looked at people attentively and seriously, and his lips curved into a smile. He was as lovable as he wanted.
"Hey, it would be great if you were really the princess's brother with the same mother, so you wouldn't be suffering like this now."
In the inner courtyard, the maids and women are all waiting there, as well as the Shen family, the eldest princess's palace, the Duke's palace, Princess Rui, and the Xu family have all sent people over. If Jiang Miao gives birth to a child, he will probably be more valued than the queen's child. .
Sister-in-law Yang sighed. Although her young master was now recognized by the princess, her heart was always empty and she felt uneasy.
Xun Ying threw her dirty clothes aside as soon as she walked out the door. She quietly slipped into the inner courtyard. The inner courtyard was so busy that no one really noticed her and let her sneak in.
Listening to Jiang Miao's wailing in the room, Xun Ying's eyes flashed with a hint of disgust and more of jealousy.
Women can all give birth, but she was the most pretentious. Not only did she let the nobles from various families in the capital wait for her, but Shen Yanqing also went to the delivery room to accompany her.
The dignified chief minister turned out to be afraid of his wife. She didn't know whether it was jealousy or disgust. Anyway, various emotions were mixed together, making her feel mixed.
Until late at night, the baby's cries finally came from the delivery room, two in a row, one with a loud voice, and the other with a delicate cry like a milk cat, which made people feel affectionate.
"Is the hot water ready? Go and give the little masters a bath."
The weather is hot now, and the baby who is about to be born will not catch a cold even if he takes a bath. Qinglian has already given instructions. As soon as the baby is taken out, she will go to the greenhouse next door to clean the two little masters.
"It's ready."
"Okay, prepare a few more clean handkerchiefs, the master will also need to wipe himself later..."
A group of people gave orders in an orderly manner, but they didn't notice that there was an unfamiliar maid in the crowd.
