Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

Chapter 201 The Birth of a Princess

Hearing this, Yong Lian hurriedly bowed and replied: "Please forgive me, Father. I was the one who sent someone to pass the message and came here secretly. This has nothing to do with me. Please don't blame them."

The emperor nodded slightly to show his satisfaction, and secretly praised him in his heart: "As expected of my son, he is very filial and kind."

Just as the emperor was about to speak, the queen's sharp cry suddenly came from inside the door. The voice was long and shrill, which made people shudder.

Then, the screams quickly disappeared, as if they had been cut off, and the surroundings fell into dead silence.

The emperor stopped in his tracks, his face became serious, and he immediately gave an order: "Go and see what happened!"

"Yeah." Li Yu responded and rushed towards the bedroom like an arrow.

The emperor and the second prince, father and son, were extremely worried and paced anxiously at the door, waiting for Li Yu to bring back the latest news.

I saw that the bedroom was in chaos, the floor was covered with blood, the bed was in a mess, and there was a basin full of blood next to the bed.

The queen lay on the bed with her eyes closed, motionless, her face pale as if she were dead. Only the faint rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive.

Her body looked as if all the blood had been drained out of it. Except for her long, shiny black hair, everything else looked extremely pale.

The midwife's forehead was covered with sweat, and she said in a trembling voice: "The fetus' feet are facing downwards. This is a serial birth. The situation is very critical!"

Wei Yingluo's lips kept trembling and her face became as pale as the queen's.

After a long while, she stammered, "If you can't save the Queen, you won't have a good ending! If you really have no other options, go ask Doctor Ye to come over!"

The midwife replied helplessly: "In the current situation, even if Doctor Ye comes, he can't be saved. The only way is to reach into the birth canal and gently touch the little feet of the prince. I hope that God blesses the prince and that he is smart and can hold his head by himself. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!"

After hearing this suggestion, Wei Yingluo felt dizzy, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

The midwife asked worriedly, "Miss Yingluo, are you okay?"

Wei Yingluo bit her tongue hard to wake herself up and said firmly, "I'm fine! Is there anything you need me to do?"

After all, Wei Yingluo had given birth to several children herself and was a doctor, so she should be familiar with such scenes.

But the scene before her was so thrilling that she couldn't help feeling anxious.

Especially when she realized that the person lying on the bed was the one she cherished most, the tension in her heart became more intense.

Wei Yingluo secretly prayed to God, hoping that everything would be safe and sound this time.

She lived her life over again. Although she had experienced some twists and turns before, it was generally smooth. She sincerely hoped that God would not play jokes on her again.

"Just hold the queen's upper body." The midwife suggested after hesitating for a moment, "If you can't hold on, you can change someone else."

Wei Yingluo took a few steps forward without hesitation and hugged the queen tightly, her voice trembling slightly but full of determination: "No, at this critical moment, I will never leave your side..."

The queen barely opened her heavy eyelids and stared at Wei Yingluo.

Wei Yingluo encouraged gently: "My queen, just rest assured, Yingluo will always be with you... and the Second Prince, Mingyu, Qingyun, and the Emperor..."

The Queen was too weak to speak, but she still tried to nod to show that she heard what Wei Yingluo said.

At this moment, Concubine Xian, Concubine Gao, Concubine Yi, Concubine Yu, Noble Lady Shu, Concubine Qing and many other concubines rushed to the delivery room, and the lineup was quite neat.

Upon hearing that the empress was about to give birth, concubines from all palaces rushed to show their support. Apart from the New Year's Day worship ceremony, it was rare to see such a harmonious scene in the Forbidden City.

They did not talk in a low voice, but put their hands together and prayed silently for Empress Fucha, hoping that everything would go well.

Perhaps their prayers really worked.

Half an hour later, a loud baby cry was heard.

Inside and outside Changchun Palace, everyone looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, with happy smiles on their faces.

Mingyu and Qingyun put away their sad expressions and smiled brightly.

The emperor opened the door almost immediately and rushed to the bed.

A group of concubines also followed into the hall, paid their respects to the queen, and when they saw that the queen was safe and sound, they congratulated her and then tactfully withdrew.

In the corridor, Concubine Xian and Concubine Gao lived in the same direction of the palace, and they happened to be walking back to the palace together.

Concubine Xian took the initiative to speak, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that Concubine Gao is now also very concerned about the Queen."

"Oh, I just came to see you because the night was long and I had nothing to do." Concubine Gao lowered her head awkwardly, as if she was playing with the armor on her fingers.

In fact, he wanted to hide his true thoughts.

"Yes, but just now my sister was looking at the Queen and didn't even look at the Emperor."

Concubine Xian smiled faintly. You know, in the past, whenever the emperor was present, Concubine Gao would never even look at other people.

"What's so good about the emperor?" Concubine Gao smiled coldly, with an expression of disdain.

Concubine Xian laughed even more happily, because Concubine Gao's disdainful look now was directed at the Empress in the past, but now the situation has been reversed.

Inside the house, the child was crying loudly, and Wei Yingluo couldn't help but shed tears.

The Queen looked at Wei Yingluo and smiled softly. She raised her hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her eyes full of pity. "Wei Yingluo, the Queen is safe and everyone is smiling. Why are you still crying?" The Emperor strode over, his face filled with joy, and teased her as well.

"I..." Wei Yingluo was still choking and unable to speak. She could only cover her mouth with a handkerchief to prevent herself from crying out loud.

"Your Majesty, please stop making fun of Yingluo." The Queen gently held Wei Yingluo's hand, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Everyone was happy about the birth of the third princess, but she was the only one who stayed by my side from beginning to end, crying for me and sharing the joys and sorrows with me."

It is true that it is easy to get a fortune, but it is hard to find a soulmate. The Queen revealed Wei Yingluo's delicate thoughts in one sentence. Once this was said, Wei Yingluo's tears flowed even more fiercely, like water bursting a dam and difficult to stop.

She gently pressed the queen's hand against her cheek, sobbing slightly and saying, "My queen, Yingluo was really filled with fear just now. Yingluo really can't bear the pain of losing you anymore..."

She has always been stubborn, like an indestructible and unbreakable stone.

Normally, she always appears strong and rarely shows such a weak and pitiful appearance.

This posture not only made the Queen's eyes filled with endless pity and love, but even the emperor, who was high above, couldn't help but soften his gaze when looking at her.