The snow is falling, and everywhere you see is plain white.

At the end of the year, both inside and outside the palace were busy with Zhang Luo's New Year's affairs. The harem is deserted, and the epidemic in Sizhou City has just passed, and silver grain relief is needed everywhere, so it is really not appropriate to be extravagant and wasteful at this time.

Meng Xilan was nervous, and carefully guarded her seven-month-old child, making her body deteriorate.

Her belly was round, pressing on her waist, making it difficult for her to get out of bed and move around.

The mother in charge of pregnancy in the palace saw that Niangniang's fetus was seven months old, so she came over to touch her belly according to the rules.

This touch is a problem.

That grandma is an old man in the palace, and she has delivered many children in the palace, and five of Zhou Youchen's eight brothers were delivered by her.

After the old lady touched Meng Xilan's belly, she lowered her head and fell aside tremblingly.

Meng Xilan saw that her expression was different, frowned and asked, "Mama, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

"Mother, your fetal position is not correct. Head and feet, so easy to dystocia. Mama said this softly, and her heart trembled with fear.

Meng Xilan's eyebrows frowned when she heard this, and she grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands, "The fetal position is not correct?" How so? Since I was pregnant, I have been on bed rest every day and be careful everywhere......"

The grandmother said with a difficult face: "Niangniang, it is precisely because you are often on bed rest and rarely move around that it affects the fetus in the womb." ”

When Meng Xilan heard this, she was very aggrieved in her heart: "Why don't you want to move around in this palace, it's just ......"

In the middle of her words, she suddenly stopped talking.

Forget it, it's useless to talk too much.

"Mama, this fetal position is not correct, do you have a way to help this palace."

The grandmother nodded again and again: "Back to Niangniang, the old slave has a way to help Niangniang." As long as the belly is pushed for the mother every day, so that the fetus in the mother's womb strengthens the fetal movement, it can be improved. Also, the mother should often get out of bed and walk around, which is also easy for the fetus. ”

Meng Xilan was slightly relieved when she heard this.

As long as there is a way.

Meng Xilan looked at the old grandmother with gray sideburns, and said in a deep voice: "Mama, this palace must keep this child, no matter what." ”

The grandmother raised her head and met her eyes, her gaze was serious and sharp, and there was a chill under her dark eyes, which made people shudder when she stared at her.

These eyes are really a little scary to look at.

"The old slave obeyed. That...... Starting tomorrow, the old slave will come over in person to push the belly of the mother. ”

After the old lady left, Meng Xilan slowly got up, lifted the quilt, and prepared to get out of bed.

Zhulu was slightly startled when she saw this. "Mother, this can't be helped."

Meng Xilan held her arm with one hand and her waist with the other, and stood up steadily: "Didn't you just listen to what Mama said?" Hongu must get out of bed and walk around frequently. ”

She is pregnant with this child, which is already dangerous, and if it is difficult to give birth, it will be even more lifeless.

"Mother, Master Jiao has instructed you. You can't get out of bed and move too often to avoid getting the tire gas. Zhulu carefully supported her, looking at her struggling appearance, her mood became heavier and heavier.

Meng Xilan took a deep breath, used all her strength, supported her legs, and walked forward step by step.

She didn't dare to go outside, so she could only walk around the house.

After only a little movement, Meng Xilan's forehead was sweating.

After a while, Jiao Changqing hurriedly arrived, and when he saw her getting out of bed and walking around without authorization, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Niangniang, have you forgotten the minister's instructions?" ”

Meng Xilan raised her eyes to look at him, and her tone was slightly helpless: "Master, Mama said that the fetal position of the palace is not correct, and the palace can't be moved." ”

Jiao Changqing's face changed slightly when he heard this: "Niangniang, please speak more carefully." ”

Zhulu hurriedly took over the conversation: "My lord, the grandmother in the palace came to touch the belly for the mother, saying that the fetus in the mother's womb is not in the right position, and it will be difficult to give birth at that time......."

Just saying such words from his mouth was enough to make Zhu Lu feel taboo.

Jiao Changqing listened to her words, and his face was also heavy.

In this way, it is another dilemma.

Meng Xilan's tire gas is unstable, and bed rest is the safest. However, her fetal position is not correct, if she is not adjusted in time, once it is time to give birth, it will definitely be a danger.

If it is difficult to give birth, let alone the child's life, even if it is Meng Xilan's life, it will be difficult to save it......

"Master......" Meng Xilan saw him standing there, silent, and his heart became heavy.

"Niangniang, according to your current body, if you force exercise, it is likely to lead to premature birth."

Meng Xilan felt a pain in her heart when she heard this.

Is it a difficult birth, or a premature birth? Looking at this catastrophe, she couldn't hide from it.

"It doesn't matter if it's a premature birth, or if it's a difficult birth. This palace can't do nothing like this, master, this palace will be careful. ”

Meng Xilan's tone was flat and helpless.

In order to stabilize her fetal qi, Jiao Changqing not only increased the daily decoction, but also applied needles to her to dredge her veins.

Meng Xilan's three meals a day are all medicinal food, Xu is decoction has drunk too much, and everything she eats in her mouth recently is bitter.

In the afternoon of the next day, the old grandmother personally pushed Meng Xilan's belly, and Zhou Youchen accompanied her, staring closely at the old grandmother's every move, for fear that she would hurt Meng Xilan.

The strength in the old lady's hand was not great, but Meng Xilan still felt a little pain.

"Mother, bear with me, it's the first day. It will hurt more and more every day in the future. ”

Zhou Youchen frowned when he heard this, but Meng Xilan gritted her teeth, "It's okay, no matter how much it hurts, this palace can bear it." ”

In the next few days, Meng Xilan endured unimaginable pain, and every day, she could only grit her teeth.

Zhou Youchen looked at her in a cold sweat, the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and he always turned around unbearably. Sometimes, he even thinks that the child is a disaster.

He was growing up day by day, eating away at Meng Xilan's body and mind, making her weak and dying.

People who have the same worries as him are Jiao Changqing.

Before, Meng Xilan had been hiding the condition of her body, but now, things are no longer something she can hide if she wants to.

Zhang Rong'er heard that Meng Xilan's body was in trouble, so she could only secretly rejoice in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face.

With Song Wenxiu as an example, her tragic death made Zhang Ronger fearful.

She really didn't dare to make trouble anymore, she just wanted to be quiet without desire.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhou Youchen personally went to the altar to worship his ancestors.

Meng Xilan couldn't walk with him, so she put on a thick cloak and came to the courtyard for a walk.

The little eunuchs swept the stone slabs in the courtyard clean, and sprinkled some sand to prevent slipping.

Meng Xilan held Zhulu's hand, looked at the red plum blossoming on the branches, and smiled slightly: "It's really rare to have such a beautiful flower in such a season." ”

"Master, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, you have taught the slave maid, this is the beauty of bitterness." Zhulu replied softly.

Meng Xilan's heart moved slightly: "It's hard for you to remember." ”

See the light at the end of the tunnel...... When will her life usher in such a beautiful scenery.

"Niangniang, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and the slave maid made pearl dumplings for you."

Meng Xilan smiled slightly.

Everything she has eaten lately has been bitter, sweet, sour, salty and spicy, and none of them have been tasted by her.

She was about to walk back when she suddenly felt a heat in her lower body, as if a stream of heat was running down her legs.

Meng Xilan froze in place, chuckling in her heart: "Zhulu, quickly pass on Lord Jiao." ”

Zhulu was slightly stunned, seeing that the master's expression was wrong, he hurriedly called someone to help.

The crowd gently carried her back into her room and placed her on the bed.

Zhulu touched her body, but only touched a wet patch, not blood.

"Mother, your amniotic water seems to be broken."

Meng Xilan was shocked when she heard this, grabbed Zhu Lu's hand and said, "Go and invite the emperor!" ”

While she was still sober, she still had a few words to say to Zhou Youchen.

By the time Zhou Youchen arrived, Meng Xilan's lower abdomen had already begun to wrench and hurt.

She lay on her side on the bed, her face was as pale as paper, and she moaned softly: "Your Majesty......"

Zhou Youchen came to her bedside in a little panic, he didn't care about his identity at all, he knelt down on one knee, took Meng Xilan's hand, and held it tightly: "I'm here, I'm here with you." ”

When Meng Xilan saw him coming, she pursed her lips slightly, revealing a weak smile.

"Your Majesty, our immortality can't wait, he can't wait for spring......"

Zhou Youchen's thick eyebrows moved slightly, and tears filled his eyes. He grabbed her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it hard.

"It's okay, everything will be fine."

Meng Xilan smiled when she heard this, and was about to speak, but there was another colic pain in her abdomen, which made her gasp.

The mother who delivered the baby came over and checked for Meng Xilan, and once the amniotic water broke, she had to deliver the baby immediately.

Zhou Youchen's eyes immediately caught a glimpse of the blood under her, which made him inexplicably frightened.

He didn't know if he would lose her...... He couldn't afford to lose her.

Meng Xilan closed her eyes, and silently prayed to God in her heart to bless her safe birth.

Most premature babies are prone to death, and mothers have to be careful. As for Jiao Changqing, he led the people in the Tai Hospital, waiting outside, ready anytime and anywhere.

"Your Majesty, the delivery room is bloody...... Please go up to the outside and wait for a while. ”

Zhu Lu reminded Zhou Youchen with red eyes.

Zhou Youchen shook his head: "I'm not afraid of anything, I want to stay." ”

Meng Xilan opened her eyes and looked at him when she heard this: "Your Majesty, I don't want you here." ”

If he were, she wouldn't dare shout.

Zhou Youchen still insisted, but listened to her call his name lightly: "Chen'er is obedient ......"

She hadn't called his name in years, and this was the first time.

Zhou Youchen burst into tears when he heard this, he had shed tears twice in his life, once because his aunt was burned to death by fire, and once because he was determined to take revenge when he learned the truth about his mother's tragic death.

This time, however, his tears had nothing to do with sadness, nothing with hatred. He was just scared, deeply afraid.

He was afraid that he would lose her...... A moment is a farewell.

Meng Xilan held his hand slightly hard, and gasped softly: "Chen'er promised you and me that you will take good care of our children and our immortals." ”

If this is her last sentence in her lifetime, she is only willing to leave this sentence to Zhou Youchen. "Also, don't forget to tell him how much I love him."