The three of them arrived at Feng Jin's residence.
Jiang Pengji saw Feng Jin, whom she had not seen for a few days. She was shocked by his dark eyes.
"Huaiyu, how many days have you not slept?"
"Three or four days …"
Feng Jin smelled alcohol and cosmetics on them. He was too tired to pursue the matter.
Jiang Pengji complained, "Three or four days without sleep? Are you preparing to become a celestial being? "
Jiang Pengji learned about the joke from the audience in the streaming room.
Feng Jin rubbed his brows to wake himself up. He did not have the energy to pursue the matter.
"Jingxian's stomach has been hurting for the past few days. She went to the delivery room a few times, but she came out again."
It was getting more and more troublesome each time. He was so worried that he could not sleep.
The child was purposely tormenting his inexperienced parents.
Feng Jin had been tormented by his wife since she was pregnant. He could understand the difficulties of being a parent more and more.
According to the customs of the ancient times, the father only needed to sow the seeds, wait for ten months, and take over the child from the midwife.
When Feng Jin and his wife were "under house arrest," Jingxian was discovered to be pregnant. Many things could only be solved by the husband and wife.
The more he was involved, the more he felt a sense of security as a father.
"What about now?"
Feng Jin said, "The midwife made some ginseng chicken soup. She's drinking it now."
"I asked Taxue to send some good old ginseng. I heard it's good for pregnant women."
Feng Jin nodded. He had seen the old ginseng. Its age and medicinal properties were excellent. It was prepared for labor.
Perhaps because he had not slept for a few days, his brain was a little slow. He only reacted after a while.
"Lanting, why are you here today?"
"After Taxue sent the old ginseng, she went back and told me that Jingxian is going to give birth in two days. I was worried that you were short of hands, so I volunteered to make up the numbers." Jiang Pengji often visited Feng Jin's house during her stay in Shangjing. She was familiar with his servant. She asked the servant to make a pot of refreshing hot tea as soon as she entered the house. "Drink some tea to wake up your mind. Don't fall asleep."
Feng Jin thanked her tiredly. "Thank you."
He had been tense for the past few days, afraid that while he was dozing off, the other side would make a move. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to sleep for even a moment.
With Jiang Pengji's arrival, he felt much more at ease and gradually felt sleepy.
"You and I are best friends. There's no need to thank me."
Not long after, a series of painful cries came from inside the room. The maidservants and the midwife were running around in circles, and then there was no more sound.
It was another false alarm.
Feng Jue also waited for four hours. The moon was high in the sky, but there was still no movement in the delivery room.
As the father, Feng Jin was tormented. Wei Jingxian, who was pregnant and giving birth, was also exhausted. She was sweating profusely and her face was pale. The maidservant kept wiping her sweat with a damp cloth. The midwife checked and said that it was not the right time yet. She could rest for a while.
Usually, it would take six to ten hours for a pregnant woman's first child to be born smoothly. If it was a little more difficult, it might even take three to five days.
"Three to five days …" Feng Jin almost fainted when he heard the time.
The midwife looked at him strangely. She had delivered countless children, but she had never seen a man as nervous as him.
When it was midnight, Jiang Pengji asked Feng Jin to take a nap first. With her and Feng Jue watching over the place, there would be no problems.
When Feng Jue heard this, he looked at her with a strange expression.
If he did not investigate wrongly, the person in front of him seemed to be his second sister-in-law's ex-fiancé.
How could his second brother be at ease?
However, Feng Jin's reaction made his eyeballs almost pop out of their sockets.
"Okay, Lanting is here. Jin can rest assured. If it starts, wake me up. " Feng Jin was already so sleepy that he couldn't stand it anymore. His mind was a little groggy. He asked the servant to bring a set of bedding and directly rolled it over his body. He leaned against the pillar and took a nap. Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.
Feng Jue was speechless. "…"
Not long after, Wei Jingxian's cries of pain came from the delivery room. In order to save energy, she gritted her teeth. Her voice sounded very muffled.
"Women in ancient times giving birth … It's really scary …"
Jiang Pengji had sharp ears and eyes. She heard the movements very clearly. Her heart could not help but tremble.
The methods of reproduction in ancient times were so backward that it made her hair stand on end. They could even be sentenced in the federation.
She spoke softly, so Feng Jue did not hear her clearly. He only heard her lament that giving birth was not easy.
"Don't all women have to go through this?" he said matter-of-factly.
Jiang Pengji glared at him. There was a look of disdain in her eyes that made him scratch his head in confusion.
She secretly poked the System and said in her heart, "I guess I'll have to stay up late tonight. If I'm bored, I'll start a live stream."
The System did not reply. It just silently started the live stream.
It was estimated that it was also night time at the other end of the live stream. After a full ten seconds, the number of people in the live stream room reached the upper limit of 150,000.
Host V: "It's boring at night. Let's chat to kill time."
It was midnight. At the other end of the live stream room, it was only 12 o 'clock at night. Nightlife had just begun. The people in ancient times did not have so much entertainment. The lighting equipment was only outdated oil lamps. To save money, they had long gone back to bed and fell into a sweet dream.
At the same time …
"Ah …"
A short and frightened cry broke the silence of the night. Not long after, a spark lit up and lit the wick in the lantern.
The rustling of clothes and the sound of steady footsteps came from afar. The light in the lantern was getting closer and closer.
"Zixiao, what happened?"
Outside the house, a young man wearing a single garment and a cloak asked with concern.
After a few breaths, there was a faint movement in the room.
When the candle was lit, the closed door was opened, revealing a delicate and perfect face that was pale and frightened.
"I'm fine …" There was a thin layer of sweat on Wei Ci's forehead. He was panting as he spoke. "I was just frightened by the nightmare …"
The young man slept in the room next to Wei Ci.
"Nightmare?" The young man asked curiously, "What did you dream of?"
He was really curious. What kind of dream could scare Wei Ci like this? It was as if he had lost his soul.
Wei Ci pursed his lips. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "I dreamed that there was an earthquake in a place. The city collapsed and the houses were all in ruins. The people lost their lives in their sleep. There were cries of orphaned children everywhere … I can't bear to recall the tragedy in the world."
This was not all about the nightmare. He also dreamed that the person he missed was buried in the ruins and was badly mutilated.
He could not remember where the scene in the dream was, but the bloody color kept lingering in front of him, making it hard for him to breathe.
"An earthquake?" The young man's expression tightened. He comforted him, "It's just a dream. Don't take it seriously."
Wei Ci's lips were pale and he was still in shock.
Seeing this, the young man asked the boy servant to start a fire and boil tea for Wei Ci to calm down.
The boy servant had just started a fire and placed the teapot on the stove. He was horrified to find that the teapot lid was shaking slightly, causing the tea to spill out.
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