…… The room was filled with people coming in and out, the curtains were lowered and lifted, and the smell of blood was thick all around......

Du Rongzhi was exhausted holding her stomach, her eyes open in a trance, and she breathed weakly.

Suddenly, there was a panicked sound outside—heavy but firm footsteps, nervous dissuasion from the grandmothers, and the deep explanation of the imperial doctor......

Finally there was a sudden silence.

Someone held her hand.

Du Rongzhi turned her head very slowly.

"You ......"

Labor pains have struck again. Her pale face turned red instantly, and she bit her lower lip tightly and used all her might...... It fell back again.

"Blood Room...... Ominous—"

"Shh......hhhhhhh I'm just here to see you. ”

Du Rongzhi's almost transparent face pulled out a faint, desperate smile, "Isn't it...... The concubine body will become a ......"

"Nonsense," he said, shaking as he held her hand, "it's going to be fine, just—"

Du Rongzhi suddenly stretched out her other hand and grabbed him, "You promised to be a concubine, you will...... I love this child so much......" Tears flowed down the corners of Du Rongzhi's eyes, but she hooked her lips with difficulty, "Can you ...... You can't break your word. ”

She knew what he was going to say...... I know, I still have to force him like this.

Song Zixun's throat seemed to be blocked by something. He obviously had a lot to say, and before he came in, he even thought about how to convince her, but now...... He couldn't say anything.

He just felt fear, fear like never before—he was going to lose her...... He hasn't even gotten it in its entirety, he's going to lose it!

"Rong Zhi ......" He was extremely uncomfortable, his heart seemed to be cut with a blunt knife, and every word was tormented, "You have to ...... Stick with it......"

"I know," she said in a very small voice, "the concubine will hold on...... But if the concubine is really-" There was another sharp pain in her lower abdomen, Du Rongzhi gritted her teeth and endured it, before she said intermittently, "I just want you to ...... You must marry a benevolent stepfamily...... Be kind to our children......" she grinned at him, "but ...... Don't be as jealous as a concubine......"

"There won't be that day." He said in a hoarse voice, bowing his head and kissing her feeble hand, as if as long as this was the case, no one would notice his panic and trembling, "You will watch our children grow up...... No one is better than you, you are the best...... The best wife, the best mother. ”

She didn't seem to hear anything, and only continued to say to herself, "In the future, every Qingming Festival, and the concubine's sacrifice day...... You ...... Only bring children...... No, call the new lady to worship me......" She took a deep breath and smiled weakly, "Look...... At this time, the concubine is still stingy......"

"Don't say it......" he squeezed her hand hard.

He hadn't cried in years, and he had forgotten the last time he cried. But now he realized that the people who could cry were very happy. He didn't even have a chance to vent.

He could only say in a low voice, in an almost pleading tone, "Don't say anything." Save your strength and give birth to the baby...... You and him must live well. I'll be waiting for you outside. ”

"Okay." She replied softly, and her heart, which had been terrified and desperate, miraculously calmed down.

OK......

Again...... There's nothing left.

At this point, she has asked for very little...... He gave enough.

…… Song Zixun was finally asked out.

Wen Po knelt between her legs, grabbed her legs and urged her to exert herself.

Du Rongzhi looked at Chengchen on the top of the bed, and her body hurt as if it was about to crack in the middle...... It's as if you've gone back to the moment when you were dying in your previous life.

But she knew that this time was different.

She will definitely give birth to the baby.

This is what she owes him in her last life......

Du Rongzhi grabbed the futon under him, used all his strength, and let out a low wail like a little beast......

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Outside, the bangs of the fourth watch sounded.

"Wow-" A cry that was not loud, but it was enough to make everyone feel uplifted, finally came out of the closed delivery room.

"Born, born! The young lady was born! I don't know who shouted first, and was the first to break the silence outside the delivery room.

Song Zixun came back from his anxiety at this time, and was about to rush in with an arrow step, but was stopped by the grandmother left by the ladies.

"Is Rong Zhi born?" The eldest lady who had been persuaded by Song Zixun to go into the wing room to rest also rushed over with the two concubines.

"It's raw." Mama Wei stopped Song Zixun and said with a smile, "I heard the baby's cry." It's not ...... The eldest young master was so excited, he had to go in and see it! ”

"Brother Xun, don't mess around." The eldest lady said, "Mrs. Zhou used medicine before, didn't she already say that Rong Zhi's condition has stabilized?" Wait a minute, and when they're done, they'll take the baby out." ”

It seems that in order to confirm the words of the eldest lady, as soon as her words fell, she saw Wen Po take out a baby wrapped in red swaddling clothes from the house, and said with a happy face, "Congratulations to Madame, congratulations to the eldest young master...... The young lady gave birth to a beautiful daughter! ”

Everyone's expressions were stunned.

Song Zixun turned a deaf ear, and still asked with a serious face, "What about the young lady?" Is everything okay with the young lady? ”

Seeing Song Zi with a straight face before, Wen Po only thought that he disliked that this baby was a girl, but now that he listened to his question, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It's all good, it's all good." It's just that the young lady spent too much effort in giving birth before, and the child was a little physically exhausted when she was born, and she was already asleep just now......"

Song Zixun was relieved at this time, and carefully took the swaddling clothes from her hand.

He frowned, "Why is it so light?" ”

Wen Po made his capricious face frightened enough, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile, "Ling Qianjin is lighter than ordinary babies because she is not full-term...... It weighs only four pounds. ”

"It's only four pounds!" The second lady made a fuss and said, "This is not half the size of the children next to you." ”

"What are you afraid of?" The eldest lady smiled gently, "You Miao is not worried about growing...... The most important thing is the safety of mother and daughter. Although I am a little younger now, it will be the same when I grow up in the future. He leaned over to look at the baby in Song Zixun's arms, and said with words in his mouth, "Good boy, tell grandmother to take a look." ”

The second lady and the third lady also hurriedly surrounded them.

Song Zi carefully opened the corner of the swaddling clothes to reveal his daughter's red little face.

The little guy clenched his fists, and there were two undried tears on his little face.

Just glanced at this, but Song Zixun felt that his heart was about to melt.

This is his daughter.

She did her best to give birth to the daughter he had.