"Miss, here!" Su Yue handed a clean towel to Feng Qiqi. Feng Qiqi bit the towel, and it seemed to feel much better this way.
Wanyan Mingyue knew that Feng Qiqi was afraid that she would make a sound and make the people waiting, especially Feng Cang, feel sorry for her, so she would rather bite the towel than make a sound.
Silly child. Wanyan Mingyue did not say anything. All she could do was wipe away her daughter's sweat and do what she could.
The midwife was ready. Hot water, clean white towels, everything was ready. Everyone was waiting for the crucial moment.
"Why is there no sound at all?" Feng Xie paced back and forth outside the room, looking into the room from time to time. He did not make it when Wanyan Mingyue gave birth to Feng Qiqi. Now that his daughter was giving birth to her grandson, it was strange that the room was so quiet! Did it not hurt?
The others noticed that something was wrong as well. Su Mei happened to come out, and Wan Yankang immediately called out to her. "Mei'er, why is there no sound?"
Su Mei was feeling sorry for Feng Qiqi. When she saw Wan Yankang and recalled what he had said to the little emperor, her face fell. "What do you think a woman giving birth to a child is? Miss is biting the towel! What sound do you want Miss to make? "
After saying these harsh words, Su Mei left without looking back. Wan Yankang stood there awkwardly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"She's worried about Feng Qiqi. She didn't mean to hurt you! Don't take it to heart! "Gu Yunwan quickly comforted Wan Yankang when she saw him like that.
"I know —"
Even though he said that, Wan Yankang still wanted to slap himself. Su Mei said that Feng Qiqi was biting the towel, so she must be in pain. However, she did not want the people waiting to worry about her. After being 'blamed' by the people, Wan Yankang took the initiative to bear the label of 'bad guy'. He squatted down and said nothing.
Feng Cang heard from Su Mei that Feng Qiqi was biting the towel so hard that her fingers were digging into her palms. She must be in a lot of pain right now! It was all his fault for making her pregnant. Now that she was suffering inside, he could not do anything to help her. How useless!
Naturally, Feng Qiqi had no idea what Feng Cang was thinking. She was tormented by the pain. Giving birth was not an easy task.
"Princess, the fourth finger has been opened. Hold on!" At this time, the four midwives were also very nervous. Even though they were the most experienced old nannies in the palace, they were so nervous that their foreheads were covered in sweat.
The lady lying on the ground was one of the noblest women in Beizhou. Currently, the emperor, empress dowager, and even the regent were waiting outside. If anything were to happen to Feng Qiqi, it would be more than just a matter of their heads rolling on the ground.
"Yeah! Princess, the little heir is about to come out! Try harder! "
"I know, but mother … it hurts!" Feng Qi Qi finally let out a cry as the towel fell from her mouth.
"I'm here. Don't be afraid, Qiqi. I'm here with you!" Wanyan Mingyue held Feng Qiqi's hand. "Hold my hand if it hurts!"
"No —" Feng Qi Qi pulled her hand back, but she was still holding onto the white cloth. She knew very well how strong she was. What if she broke Wanyan Mingyue's hand?
In the room, Feng Qi Qi felt like a century had passed. Outside, the night had given way to the day. It was the first day of the new year, and the sky was clear.
Dongfang Lan brought Wan Yanjie to rest for a while. Wan Yanjie woke up early in the morning. After washing up and eating breakfast, he immediately dragged Dongfang Lan to Tingsong Tower.
"Little brother is not out yet? Does he not like me? Does he not want to play with me? "Wanyan Jie pouted when he heard that Feng Qiqi's child was not born yet.
"Your Majesty, little brother is working hard, and so is your little aunt!" Dongfang Lan caressed Wanyan Jie's head. "Let's wait for a while. Little brother might come out soon!"
"Mm!" Hearing his great grandmother's words, Wanyan Jie smiled innocently.
It had been more than eight hours since dawn, and Feng Cang felt that his patience was wearing thin. Even though he did not hear Feng Qi Qi's cries, Feng Cang knew that she must have suffered for the past eight hours.
Creak — The door opened, and a few maids came out with a copper basin covered with towels. It was filled with used water, and it reeked of blood. However, they did not want others to see it, so they covered it with towels.
"How is Her Highness? How is it? "Feng Cang stopped one of the maids and asked.
Perhaps she was frightened by Feng Cang's aura, but the young lady stuttered for a long time. She only spoke after Feng Cang roared at her. "Speak!" "Her Highness is petite, and the crown prince is a little big, so it's difficult for her to give birth …"
"Boom!"
Feng Cang struck the pillar with his palm, and the stone pillar, which was as thick as a child's arm, was smashed into a few pieces.
"Spare me, Your Highness!" The maid was only around fourteen to fifteen years old. Her legs went weak at the sight of Feng Cang's rage, and her grip loosened. The copper basin fell to the ground, and blood splattered all over the floor.
Feng Cang's expression darkened when he saw the blood. When the maid realized that she had caused trouble, she quickly kneeled down and kowtowed. "Spare me, Your Highness! I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Alright, you may return to your work!" Dongfang Lan stepped forward to help. "You may go. Your help is still waiting in the room!"
"Thank you, Empress Dowager! Thank you, Empress Dowager! " The maid picked up the copper basin and quickly entered Tingsong Tower. Dongfang Lan comforted Feng Cang. "Don't be too nervous. Qiqi will be under a lot of pressure if you continue like this! Relax, Qiqi will be fine! "
Dongfang Lan was actually very nervous after hearing the maid's words. Feng Qi Qi was not big, and her pelvis was small. If the fetus was too big, it would be difficult for her.
"I'm a little worried."
Feng Cang felt a chill down his spine, and his palms broke out in cold sweat. He had never felt so helpless before. Even when he was tormented by his illness in the past, he had never felt this panicked and afraid. The blood had already coagulated on the floor, and the red color stung Feng Cang's eyes and heart. He could not imagine what Feng Qi Qi would look like after losing so much blood.
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