She felt her stomach ache more and more, and a tearing pain spread up from the bottom of her abdomen. Her waist was so weak that she could barely support it, she helped Su Zhaoyi's hand, and after enduring the pain, she felt that a warm liquid was slowly flowing down the inner thighs, wetting the thin trouser tubes.

"The amniotic water is broken." She could barely speak in pain, and her voice was soft and low.

Su Zhaoyi was stunned, and looked down to see that faint water droplets were falling to the ground from her pants.

Liu Februaryer pounced on her to comfort her: "Master, don't be afraid, the imperial doctors have arrived." ”

She wasn't afraid, in fact, she didn't feel anything other than a strong pain. Lying down in a daze, the curtains in the room fell down one by one, obscuring his vision.

Su Zhaoyi was more nervous than her, the emperor asked her to take care of the affairs of the six palaces, that is, to leave the safety of Shen Yunzhen and the child to her, if something happened today, she would be to blame for the emperor's death.

Su Zhaoyi took Shen Yunzhen's hand and comforted her over and over again, sweat gradually oozing from the palms, damp and hot.

"Give birth to the child with peace of mind, don't worry, this matter will not be ordered by the emperor." Su Zhaoyi said and took another deep breath.

A few more earth dragons were added to the room to maintain the temperature of the delivery room, but Su Zhaoyi was a little breathless.

"Does it hurt badly?" She asked softly.

Shen Yunzhen shook his head, although the pain was stronger than a burst, it had not reached the point of unbearable. Wen Po crouched down and checked the fetal position for her, and reached out again: "There are already two fingers." ”

Su Zhaoyi wiped the sweat on her forehead for her, and said, "The matter of Tian's child is that I can't live with you, I never thought that there would be this, it was my negligence." This matter has long been reported to the emperor, and the emperor told me not to tell you first, because I am afraid that you will be too old to withstand the blow. When the emperor comes back to deal with it, you don't have to think about anything now, and give birth to the child with peace of mind. ”

Shen Yunzhen closed her eyes, and a big teardrop slowly fell from the corner of her eye and slid into her sideburns.

"Don't think about it so much." Su Zhaoyi said softly.

Dong Xiang lifted half of the curtain and came in, and said softly: "Master, the imperial physician asked the slave maid to come and ask for the pulse of Concubine Liang. ”

Su Zhaoyi gave up her position, and Dong Xiang slowly knelt down, and after a long time, she frowned and quietly shook her head at Su Zhaoyi.

Su Zhaoyi comforted Shen Yunzhen a few words, then came out with Dongxiang and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Dong Xiang frowned and said: "Concubine Liang's mother's labor is insufficient, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to give birth." ”

Dystocia? Su Zhaoyi's body shook twice, this was what she was most worried about, and sure enough, it happened.

"Are you sure?" Su Zhaoyi took Dong Xiang's hand: "You all have the spirit of fighting for twelve points, the emperor will come back in the first day, and at this time, the concubine and the imperial heir must not make any mistakes." ”

Dong Xiang answered, and went to the ward Wang Pintang in the verandah to wait for the imperial doctor.

Su Zhaoyi walked in again and smiled at her: "Dongxiang said that the child is very good, don't worry." ”

Shen Yunzhen smiled: "You don't have to lie to me, I know my own body." She took Su Zhaoyi's hand: "If it is difficult to give birth, you must save the child for me." ”

Su Zhaoyi was a little worried when she heard this, women are always so great, they would rather sacrifice themselves than let their children live in peace.

She was quietly wiping away her tears, and heard Shen Yunzhen say: "I don't trust others, if I die, you can take this child and let him call you a concubine." ”

"It's nonsense again," Su Zhaoyi bit her lip: "It's so good, why do you always say something about life and death?" ”

She suddenly hurt again, her face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans crackled down. A pair of hands grabbed the soft pillow under his neck, and almost tore the thin layer of glittering satin.

She had been in pain for two hours, and the dense pain was almost uninterrupted, and at first it could be relieved by changing her sleeping position, but then it was unbearable. Her hair was sticky to her cheeks, and her lips were bitten. But the pain that spreads all over the world never stops.

Su Zhaoyi accompanied her and kept comforting her: "Bear with it, bear with it, and you'll be fine." ”

The sky gradually became clearer, deeper and heavier, and the cold wind invaded the body outside. Xiao Shunzi had already prepared some hot porridge and buns for the imperial doctors, but these people were also hanging in their hearts, and no one could eat it, so they put it in vain.

She seemed to be in great pain, screamed miserably, and then lost her strength.

When Su Zhaoyi saw her fainting, her heart fluttered again, and she hurriedly called Wen Po: "What's the situation?" ”

Wen Po checked her hand and couldn't help sighing: "It's only five fingers, and the prince's head hasn't come down yet." ”

Dong Xiang walked into the room with a bowl of freshly boiled oxytocic decoction, Liu Eryue helped Shen Yunzhen up and let her lean on herself, Su Zhaoyi took the bowl and fed her spoonful by spoon to drink the medicine.

She was woken up in pain, and this time it was getting more violent.

Wen Po also had cold sweat on her head, she raised her hand and rubbed it, and said, "Zhaoyi Niangniang, the master of the good concubine is red." ”

"Your Majesty...... The Emperor ......"

Shen Yunzhen shouted in a low voice, like a knife cutting at Su Zhaoyi's heart. She held Shen Yunzhen's hand: "I have already sent someone to deliver a letter to the emperor, using Hongling's urgent envoy, and the emperor will know immediately." ”

Shen Yunzhen raised her eyes and looked at Su Zhaoyi, muttering on her lips that she wanted to talk to her, but she didn't have the strength. The pain in her abdomen almost drained her strength, and even her breathing hurt.

Hongling is in a hurry to change horses and not people at the post stations along the road, so it is faster than other methods to send messages. This Hongling urgency was originally only used when the military situation was urgent, but today Su Zhaoyi rashly used this, also because she was afraid that she would really not be able to survive tonight.

The doctors also said that once the amniotic water breaks, even if it takes 12 hours, if it is not born, both children and adults will have to worry about their lives. Now the hours are counted, and there are nearly three hours.

"Is Tian Zhaorong's child buried?" She suffered a pain and raised her eyes to look at Su Zhaoyi.

Su Zhaoyi wrinkled her eyebrows: "When is this?" I beg you to stop thinking nonsense. ”

She screamed in pain, grabbed the brocade quilt, and muttered, "Child......"

"Tian won't blame you, this is an ugly thing she did herself, what does it have to do with you? Besides, for the sake of this child, none of us are doing our best, and we have already done our best to do this part, so don't think about it anymore. Su Zhaoyi was anxious and cold sweat flowed.

She stared at Su Zhaoyi, and heard Wen Po say, "Master, you make a little effort." ”

She held her breath and tried her best to bring the child into the world, but she was interrupted by a sharp pain. She let out a cry of pain and fell heavily on the soft pillow.

Pain came to her like a tide, she only felt a strong confusion in her head, Wen Po's words, Su Zhaoyi's words, when they reached her ears, they all merged into a mess of words, and she was powerless to discern them. I just felt that the sound was buzzing, and I couldn't hear anything clearly.

In the middle of the day, Liu Eryue came in and fed her a bowl of old ginseng chicken soup, and she drank it, but she couldn't taste anything bitter in her mouth. It was just a life-sustaining elixir and swallowed it one by one.

"Concubine Liang can't lift her strength, what should I do?" Su Zhaoyi asked Dongxiang.

Dong Xiang also frowned, this matter of giving birth to a child cannot be relied on others, it is not like being hungry to eat and thirsty to drink water, if she didn't work hard herself, how could this child be born.

The sky gradually darkened again, and the originally festive and peaceful Yuan Ri Festival was mixed up by this farce. The troupe, dragon and lion dancers all stopped in the pear orchard, eating a bowl of hot dumplings.

The eunuch who lit the lantern moved the ladder and lit the big red lanterns hung in the palace one by one. The courtyard was bright again, and there was already some New Year's atmosphere, but the light and shadow were dark red, and the people watching were a little depressed.

Liu February, led Qingluo to take a bath and change into clean clothes. She looked around timidly, and her nerves were tense.

Since Tian's affair was exposed, she was punished to do hard labor in the court. Now that Shen Yun's real life is hanging by a thread, Su Zhaoyi specially let her serve her, hoping that with an acquaintance by her side, Shen Yun can really feel at ease.

"Qingluo ......" Shen Yunzhen's voice was low, like a gossamer, and there was weakness.

Qing Luo knelt down, and tears fell down in a stream.

Su Zhaoyi said softly: "Why don't you tell Concubine Liang what Tian's words before he committed suicide?" ”

Qingluo responded, and said with some crying: "Zhaorong told the slave maid that her affairs are her own choices, all the consequences, all the blame are caused by her alone, and she doesn't blame anyone." ”

Shen Yunzhen froze her for a while, but there was a sharp pain on her body, and she bit her handkerchief and cried mournfully.

"The Emperor's ......"

Su Zhaoyi heard her moaning like this, as if she had a way out, and said: "Yun Zhen, you must give birth to the child peacefully, you know the emperor's thoughts, if you have three long and two short, how can the emperor stand it?" ”

Liu February's should also be kind: "Yes, Niangniang, use some more force, right?" ”

Su Zhaoyi took Shen Yunzhen's hand and clasped it tightly with both hands: "If you die, the emperor will hate you, and he will never forgive you for the rest of his life!" And your child, if you die, will not that child become the murderer of his mother? The emperor will hate him too! ”

"Niangniang, with a little more force, I already see the prince's head!" Wen Po shouted happily.

He told her that everything he did was for the future of her and her children, but if she was dead, how could she have a future?

She stared at Su Zhaoyi and tried her best to gather some strength. Holding her breath, she struggled downward, and for a long time, she felt that her last bit of strength was also exhausted, and as soon as her hand was loosened, her body fell heavily on the crook of Su Zhaoyi's arm.

It hurts, only pain! She gasped, the pain surging through her body, as if she had found an exit. Her body suddenly relaxed, and she heard the cry of a baby in her ears.

Wen Po roared happily: "It's the prince, it's a little prince!" ”

Su Zhaoyi also smiled, her lips closed as if she was saying something to her, she wanted to laugh too, but only tears slipped lightly from the corners of her eyes.

Su Zhaoyi's shadow became more and more blurred, and the light and shadow gradually dimmed. She only felt that her head was blank, and the darkness was overwhelming......