diskusbooks Chapter 401 The Empress Gives Birth 4
Chapter 401 The Empress Gives Birth 4
Duke Wen frowned slightly, looking helpless: "Giving birth is already a life-or-death situation for women, how could this child be left with such a trauma?"
Sigh, judging from the current situation, it seems like this won't subside anytime soon. I just hope Gu Chenglin will keep his word and treat her well.
Duke Su crossed his arms over his chest, hearing the Empress screaming in pain from the delivery room, and seeing how terrified Dongfang Jin was.
With a serious expression, he leaned close to the Duke of Zhenguo and whispered, "This matter is indeed troublesome. I hope this child can pull through."
Sigh, this kid has given his family plenty of good stuff over the past year.
His grandson's "Donglin Daily" has earned him a lot of money and fame.
The high-yield grains grown on his family's several estates were also provided by this girl.
The Imperial Tutor nodded slightly, his gaze gentle: "Let nature take its course. I only hope that Xiao Jin can get out of the shadows soon."
He had long heard that this girl was afraid of pain and didn't want to have children. When Long Yi and the others reported this girl's information...
They were truly shocked. Tell me, what woman wouldn't want to have a child for her man?
The Duke of Dingguo was already annoyed by the Empress's cries in the delivery room.
Then, Dongfang Jin looked at her and saw that every time she heard the Empress shout, she would tremble, slap her thigh, and say irritably, "Young people's affairs are really worrying."
"Young Master Chen, quickly take the Princess to rest. I just hope nothing else goes wrong."
At this moment, Cang Nanxi rushed over, dragging Chu Xiong along with a look of anxiety on his face.
Seeing his daughter looking distraught, he abandoned Chu Xiong, rushed over, and hugged Dongfang Jin.
Her eyes welled up with tears of heartache: "My precious daughter, what have you suffered?"
His face was full of anger. He turned to look at Gu Chenglin, then glanced at his two sons.
If it weren't for the sake of the royal family's reputation, they probably would have already rushed up and beaten them up.
Cang Lingxuan pulled his father aside and recounted what had happened.
Cang Nanxi arrived home speechlessly. He never expected that the Empress giving birth would frighten his daughter like this.
"Yu Ying, take your mistress back to rest. You two must stay by her side the whole time."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Cang Nanxi looked at Gu Chenglin, his face devoid of any emotion: "Chenglin, if you truly love Xiaojin, then don't bring this up again."
If she doesn't want to have children, then so be it. I'll talk to your mother later and ask her to give up on the idea too.
That's the end of it. No one should mention it again.
His wife and eldest son are really something, wanting their daughter's child to be their grandson.
Don't think he doesn't know; isn't his youngest son's child also a grandson?
To be honest, he really wanted a child born to a daughter to be his grandson, but given the circumstances, he decided against it.
Gu Chenglin looked at his pale-faced wife with heartache: "Father, I understand."
With a loud cry of a newborn breaking the silence, the good news spread throughout the entire palace in an instant.
The Emperor was overjoyed and paced back and forth hurriedly.
When Granny Zhao carried the little prince out of the delivery room, the Emperor immediately saw the baby in the swaddling clothes, his little face scrunched up, waving his tiny fists and crying incessantly.
Although he looked disgusted, his eyes were full of tenderness and love. He strode forward and gently picked up the child.
The movements were very careful, as if afraid of hurting the fragile little life.
Cang Lingyuan stared at his son with a bright light in his eyes, his voice trembling slightly with barely suppressed excitement.
Yet his voice, still booming like a bell, echoed for a long time in the Golden Palace: "After much deliberation, I have made up my mind!"
Effective immediately, this son is hereby designated as the Crown Prince!
Our dynasty has worthy successors; may our national destiny endure forever!
Anyone could see how happy he was.
The one who cried the most was Anshun, who had watched the emperor grow up.
No one understands the emperor's hardships better than him.
Upon hearing the words of the Empress in the delivery room, the Empress, though pale, wore a happy smile and peacefully fell into a deep sleep.
Looking at the sleeping Empress, Dongfang Yuan said to Dongping and the others, "When we send the Empress back to Fengyi Palace, make sure she doesn't catch a cold."
"It's the princess."
……
Dongfang Yuan gazed at the infant prince in his swaddling clothes, her face beaming with joy, her eyes and brows brimming with undisguised delight.
He kept muttering, "Great, great! My royal family finally has an heir!"
"That child cried so loudly just now; he's destined for greatness."
The wet nurse, standing to the side with a beaming smile, chimed in, "Yes, Your Highness. The little prince had a very good appetite while nursing just now."
Upon hearing Anshun's announcement that they could go in to visit the young prince, Cang Nanxi couldn't wait and was the first to stride into the house.
"Quickly bring the little prince to me!" Cang Nanxi's voice was full of urgency and excitement.
Dongfang Yuan looked at her husband, shook her head helplessly, and said to the wet nurse, "Take him to him."
Cang Nanxi carefully took the little prince, his arm trembling slightly, his voice shaking with excitement: "Good, good, good! My Cang family finally has a successor."
Dongfang Yuan reached out and gently patted his arm, softly scolding, "Stop talking nonsense."
Cang Lingyuan's smile never stopped. He looked around at everyone and said with a smile, "Today, I have obtained such a fine son. It is truly a blessing for our dynasty."
"Guards, grant a general amnesty and celebrate with the people!"
Everyone knelt down and shouted, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Crown Prince!"
The palace was filled with laughter and joy, a scene of happiness and peace.
……
Prince Dun's Mansion.
Since the noisy palace banquet on the fifteenth of August, Dongfang Jin has been in a deep sleep on the carved canopy bed for seven days.
Sunlight streamed through the carved window frames, casting dappled light and shadow onto the bed canopy, creating a tranquil scene.
Dongfang Jin's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slowly woke up.
Through the hazy vision, the carved bed exudes the subtle fragrance of sandalwood, and the familiar boudoir furnishings come into view, everything radiating peace and warmth.
But her head was still foggy and she wasn't fully conscious. She tried to recall the terrible scene before she lost consciousness, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.
"Squeak—" The door was gently pushed open, breaking the silence inside the room.
Gu Chenglin wore a moon-white long robe, his hair was slightly messy, and his brows and eyes were full of anxiety that he could not hide.
He strode in, taking three steps at a time to reach the bedside. He bent his knees slightly, knelt beside the bed, and held Dongfang Jin's hands tightly.
Feeling the warmth from his palm, his heart finally settled down a little. His voice was slightly hoarse and full of worry: "Xiao Jin, you're finally awake."
These past seven days have felt like seventy years; I'm terrified you'll never wake up again.
As soon as he finished speaking, he gently pulled Dongfang Jin into his arms with a slight tightening of his grip, his movements careful as if he were holding a rare treasure.
He rested his chin lightly on the top of Dongfang Jin's head, his breath trembling slightly. It took him a long time to recover before he murmured, "Thank God, you're finally back by my side."
These past seven days have terrified him; he thought his wife would never wake up again.
But he couldn't get into the Realm of Wishes. Heaven knows how he's been getting through these past few days.
A few rays of morning light shone through the carved window lattice, and Dongfang Jin, lying on the couch, trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
She managed a weak smile, her lips barely moving before she couldn't utter a sound.
A dignified male voice pierced through the heavy wooden door: "Chenglin, is Jin'er awake?"
Gu Chenglin, who was originally standing guard by the bed, immediately got up upon hearing the sound, his expression respectful.
He called out loudly, "Father, Xiao Jin has just woken up." After saying that, he quickly stepped forward and opened the door.
Prince Dun, Cang Nanxi, dressed in a black robe with python patterns, strode into the room with steady and powerful steps, each step carrying the majesty of someone who had long held a high position.
Dongfang Yuanlian moved lightly, following closely behind.
A smile appeared on Dongfang Jin's pale face, his voice weak but with a hint of intimacy: "Father and Mother."
Dongfang Yuan's eyes reddened, and she quickly walked to the bedside and sat down, holding Dongfang Jin's hand tightly, her eyes full of heartache: "How are you? Is there anything else that's bothering you?"
This girl fainted for seven days straight; I was so worried about her.