Two days later, Huang Taiji left Shengjing again, only seven or eight days after the doctor predicted that Zhezhe would give birth, but for the sake of military affairs at the front, he had to leave his wife and children.

Da Yu'er stood outside the Phoenix Tower and watched him, watching her husband's figure disappear into the billowing smoke and dust, thinking that last night she asked Huang Taiji if she could stay for a few more days and wait for her aunt to give birth, he refused without hesitation.

"Gege, the sun is poisonous today, let's go back." Su Mala stepped forward and said softly, "You stand here, they are all watching." ”

Da Yu'er bowed her head and followed Su Mala back to the inner palace.

Because she saw the nurse holding Xiao Gege in a circle under the eaves, she wanted to hug her daughter, and when she stretched out her hand, she heard an exclamation from Qingning Palace, and then there was chaos, and Da Yuer immediately understood that her aunt was afraid that she was going to give birth.

This is Zhezhe's third childbirth, she married Huang Taiji at the age of sixteen, nearly 20 years in the blink of an eye, even though the husband and wife are harmonious, but in the past 20 years due to busy military affairs, and Huang Taiji get together less and more, the chance of conception is very rare, and only two times, failed to give birth to a son.

Now, at the age of thirty-five, she sees her last chance.

The familiar and long-lost labor pains tormented Zhezhe's strong heart, she grabbed Da Yu'er's hand tightly and said: "Yu'er, if anything happens to me, you must take care of yourself, my aunt is sorry for you." ”

"Auntie......" Da Yu'er burst into tears, seeing her aunt working so hard, she had no complaints in her heart, and shook her head desperately, "Auntie will be fine, Auntie will definitely give birth to a little brother safely." ”

Zhezhe's face was pale, it was difficult to resist the devastation of labor pains, and the force on his fingers almost penetrated Da Yu'er's flesh and skin, and before she was driven away by the midwife and the palace maid, Zhezhe finally said that he was sorry.

Retreating outside the delivery room, Da Yu'er lay on Su Mala's shoulder and cried, she always understood that her aunt couldn't help herself, and her aunt was far more painful than her.

The sun was setting, Huang Taiji and his soldiers and horses had already left Shengjing, and when they were resting along the way, the people and horses who came from Shengjing finally chased here.

They haven't gotten the news of giving birth to a boy or a girl, and when they send it to Huang Taiji, they only say that Dafujin was born prematurely.

The team walked for a whole day, and it was necessary to delay the road for another day when it came and went, Huang Taiji thought twice, and ordered the eldest son Haoge to lead the troops to continue to walk, he rushed back to Shengjing to take a look, and returned immediately.

Huang Taiji rushed back to Shengjing overnight, and when he arrived, the sky was already dark, and there was silence in the inner palace.

Walking to the door of Qingning Palace, he was afraid of disturbing Zhezhe's rest, so he didn't alarm the palace people in front of the door, gently lifted the curtain, and walked in alone.

In the dormitory, through the Simei screen swept from the Ming Dynasty, Da Yu'er was feeding Zhezhe milk porridge, Zhezhe pushed it away after eating two bites, and said with a breath: "Go to sleep, don't serve me." ”

Da Yu'er said: "Auntie, when you sleep, I'll go to sleep." ”

Zhezhe said sadly: "How can I sleep, Yu'er...... Why is my aunt's life so difficult, and why doesn't God give me a son? ”

Huang Taiji's footsteps stopped, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Yu'er, you have to fight, you are still so young. Yu'er, my aunt knows, forcing you to force you to give birth to a son for the Great Khan, and my aunt knows the bitterness and resentment in your heart. Zhezhe's voice was so weak and sad, "But we must have a son, Yu'er, for Horqin, for your father and brother, and for our people." ”

The room was quiet for a moment, Da Yu'er didn't respond, Zhezhe didn't speak again, Huang Taiji's heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't express it for a while.

"Auntie, don't worry." Finally, Da Yu'er's voice sounded, "I will definitely give birth to a son, and the next time I come back, I will make him like me, aunt...... You take care of yourself. ”