The maid brought a basin of hot water in, and then brought a basin of blood water out.

The midwife was so busy that she was sweating profusely, and instructed the outside world: "The hot water is not enough, prepare some more, the princess's amniotic water will break, and she will give birth soon!" ”.

For a while, the East Wing Courtyard was a complete mess.

Dongmei has been waiting outside the door, always paying attention to the movement inside, listening to the painful hiss in the house, Dongmei's heart hangs in the air.

Seeing Dongmei's confused appearance, Gong Qingyue said angrily: "What are you still doing standing here stupidly?" Hurry down and help! The princess is about to give birth! ”

Dongmei said: "The slave wants to guard the princess here. ”

Gong Qingyue said: "What's the use of you just guarding?" Hurry down and see what else needs to be prepared! ”

There are enough maids and grandmothers who burn the fire, Dongmei is still the first time to encounter the matter of having a child, where do you know what else to prepare, and now her brain is blank, I am afraid that there is no room for even thinking......

At this time, the door opened, and the midwife came out of the room, and instructed everyone: "Go and prepare a bowl of sugar water again, and if the princess loses her strength, she can drink some sugar water to slow down." ”

Gong Qingyue turned her head to Dongmei and said, "Did you hear that?" Go boil a bowl of sugar water, go quickly! ”

Dongmei also panicked, and nodded again and again: "Okay, the slave maid will go down immediately and prepare." ”

Listening to Lin Shuang'er's painful voice, a trace of uneasiness rose in Gong Qingyue's heart.

She grabbed the midwife and asked, "What happened to the princess?" Will you be able to give birth smoothly? ”

The midwife said: "I can't hide it, the princess has a weak foundation and was born prematurely, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to give birth......"

Gong Qingyue's face changed, and she grabbed the midwife's hand tightly: "You must let her give birth to the child safely!" ”

The midwife said: "The old slave should do his best to ......"

in the room.

Lin Shuang'er's face was pale, sweat was like rain, and her hands were clutching the futon tightly, as if she was enduring the most unbearable pain in the world.

Her body felt like it was about to be torn apart, and her bones were crushed, and each pain was like countless needles piercing her at the same time, making her almost cry out in pain.

Lin Shuang'er could clearly feel that something in her body wanted to break out, but she always shrank back at a critical moment.

At this moment, she was experiencing unprecedented pain, her whole body was tense, and the expression on her face was desperate and helpless.

There were several midwives in the room who were busy.

They would wipe the fine sweat from her forehead, and they would lift the futon to check her underneath, but none of them could relieve her pain.

She felt her strength slipping away little by little, and her eyes were black and white.

The pain came over her, and she felt like she was going to die.

The surrounding sounds were very noisy, and she seemed to hear someone whispering in her ear: "Princess, don't sleep, work harder, take the child down, don't sleep......"

Lin Shuang'er bit her lower lip hard until it was dripping with blood, but it couldn't withstand one-ten-thousandth of the pain in her body......

Tears mixed with sweat ran down her cheeks.

She heard the midwives gossiping.

"Isn't it only eight months old? Why does your belly grow so big? ”

"The princess is weak and the first child, what should I do?"

"I just touched the fetal position, it seems that something is not right, I am afraid that there is a sign of dystocia......"

Later, when they said something again, she couldn't hear it at all, she only felt a buzzing in her ears, she was in a trance, she only tilted her head slightly, and looked helplessly in the direction of the door.

At this moment, she was thinking, it would be good if A-Niang was there, if the queen mother was there, if Ye Beicheng was there......

But they're not there, they're not there......

Lin Shuang'er closed her eyes in pain, she felt pain all over her body, and her soul was about to be torn apart......

Ye Beicheng really couldn't calm down, in just one hour, he was flustered, and his mind was full of Lin Shuang'er.

Wang Kui said: "It's still early today, the king of Nanyang has prepared a banquet at the Yunlai Inn, if the prince is not in a hurry to go back, it is better to go and talk about it......"

"No!" Ye Beicheng immediately refused: "The princess is waiting to give birth, and this king has no intention of reminiscing about the past!" ”

Wang Kui said with a smile: "Lord Wang, don't be nervous, giving birth to a child is something that every woman will experience, it's not a big deal." ”

"The prince has been by the princess's side every day during this time, and he finally took time to come out today, so he should be moderately relieved."

Ye Beicheng couldn't listen to it at all, he was very panicked, and he always felt that something big had happened.

"King Nanyang, you refuse for this king!"

When the words fell, Ye Beicheng immediately turned around, and just as he was about to go out, he saw Xuanwu appear at the door in a hurry

.Mouth.

"Lord Wang, the bright moon is here......"

Ye Beicheng's heart trembled, and then he heard Xuanwu say: "There is an accident in the house, and the princess seems to have given birth prematurely......"

Inside the house.

Several midwives were sweating profusely, and the woman on the bed was pale, her eyes were closed, and her forehead was also covered with fine sweat.

Time seems to stand still, and every second is full of torment.

The midwife's face flickered, and the room was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Princess, work harder...... "The midwife wiped her sweat and kept encouraging, with a subtle tremor in her voice.

Lin Shuang'er gasped in pain, every time she exerted force, it was like fighting with death, but she tried her best, but the fetus seemed to be stuck at the last hurdle and refused to come out!

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was tense to the extreme, and the hearts of several midwives were raised to their throats.

"No, I still can't give birth! I guess the child is too big......"

"What can I do, the amniotic water has broken and can't be regenerated, and children and adults are afraid that they won't be able to save it......"

Gong Qingyue waited anxiously outside, holding the Buddhist beads in her hand and praying constantly, but she didn't see any movement from inside.

A moment later, the door opened, and a midwife came out sweating profusely.

Gong Qingyue stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong?" Has the child been born? ”

The midwife said: "I think the fetus is too big, the fetal position is not correct, and the princess's body is too weak to give birth......"

Gong Qingyue stumbled a few steps, and the Buddha bead in her hand also fell to the ground, and she muttered in her mouth: "How can it be difficult to give birth, isn't it only eight months?" How can a large fetus have a difficult birth......"

The midwife said: "There is no other way now, the amniotic water has broken, and the princess has exhausted her strength, if she can't regenerate, I'm afraid that adults and children won't be able to save it......"

"What?" Gong Qingyue's eyes were dark, and she almost fainted......

The midwife held Gong Qingyue and said, "Now that the prince is not here, the top priority is to make up your mind!" ”

Gong Qingyue stabilized her figure, and said in a trembling tone: "What idea?" ”

The midwife said: "The old slave came out to ask the master, if it is really helpless, does the mastermother want to keep it big or small?" ”

Gong Qingyue was stunned.

The midwife said: "The old slave looks at the high bulging pregnant belly, nine times out of ten it is a small son......