The Favoured Medical Princess: 874 childbirth

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On March 17, the day before Mrs. Fu set off, everyone arrived at Fu Yunhe's residence one after another.

Nangong Yue was approaching her delivery date, so naturally she couldn't go out. Only Xiao Yi, Guan Yubai and Yuan Yuyi took Xiao Yu to the Fu Mansion.

When they arrived at the Fu Mansion, Han Huaijun, Jiang Yixi, Yu Xiufan, Yuan Lingbai and others had already arrived. They were talking to the three Fu family members. There was a bustle in the flower hall with all the fans opened on all sides.

After everyone greeted him, Xiao Yu ran directly towards a skinny boy and shouted: "Brother!" The little guy still remembered this little brother from Uncle Fu's family.

Han Weijun has been in southern Xinjiang for a month and a half. His cheeks are much rounder than before, but his expression and behavior are still cowardly, like a thin white rabbit that accidentally wandered into a herd of wild beasts. He behaves well. Sitting squarely on a high chair, head half-bowed, eyes looking at nose, nose concerned.

Hearing Xiao Xiao Yu's voice, Han Weijun reacted and looked at Xiao Yu following the sound. After he came to southern Xinjiang, he only met one person of his own age, Xiao Xiao Yu, and he kindly gave him many gifts.

"Brother." Han Weijun blurted out, his eyes that were originally like a pool of stagnant water regained some sparkle, and he jumped down from the chair.

Two children of the same age stood face to face. Although Han Weijun had grown taller, he was still an inch shorter than Xiao Yu.

Han Weijun took out a nine-link ring from his cuff, untied it skillfully, untied it completely and restored it to its original shape. Then he held the nine-link ring and smiled flatteringly at Xiao Yu, as if He said, Brother, look, I remember everything you taught me.

Little Xiao Yu was quite satisfied with his younger brother's desire to learn, and said to Han Weijun affectionately: "Brother, have you studied the "Three Sons Classic"?"

On the side, Han Huaijun, Jiang Yixi, and Yuan Lingbai saw these two little guys getting along for the first time, and their expressions couldn't help but be a little subtle.

Han Weijun blinked blankly for a while, then shook his head.

Little Xiao Yu got excited again and waved to him. The two of them ran to a chair nearby. Xiao Yu took out the "Three Character Classic" compiled for him by Guan Yubai from his small schoolbag. The book teaches seriously that "in the beginning, human nature is inherently good..."

Han Weijun followed Xiao Yu's movements and chanted each command, showing all respect for his elder brother.

Little Xiao Yu was even more happy. He stood up on tiptoes with difficulty, imitating an adult and raised his hand to rub the top of Han Weijun's hair as a reward. After reaching out, he found that this little brother's hair was short, yellow and curly, and he felt a little sympathetic.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yu put the cat-ear hat on his head on the other person's head, adjusted the cat ears for him, and said with a smile: "Brother, this is for you."

Han Weijun touched the cat ears on the hat and tilted his head. After putting on the hat, he looked like an ordinary Dayu child, with red lips and white teeth.

"Meow--" Han Weijun suddenly called out, thinking about the golden cat collar that Xiao Yu gave him last time.

Little Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that this little brother was really a like-minded person, and he "meowed" happily.

Is Brother Yu treating people like "cats"? ! Fu Yunhe's mouth twitched speechlessly. When his eyes fell on Han Weijun, his head began to throb again.

Fu Yunhe sighed quietly in his heart, regretting for the first time that he was so stupid and brought this child back to southern Xinjiang.

Fu Yunhe glanced at Xiao Yi's face, looked at Guan Yubai pitifully, and tentatively asked him for advice: "Marshal, what do you think we should do with this child?"

Xiao Yi made a half-smile, and said with a smile before Guan Yubai could get in front of him: "Xiao Hezi, isn't he just a child? You can figure it out yourself!"

Fu Yunhe's shoulders slumped, and he almost failed to hold Xiao Yi's thigh in front of everyone. Big brother, his dear big brother, he really realized his mistake! This is a child!

Looking at Fu Yunhe's pitiful look, several others laughed unkindly, including Han Qixia.

Everyone was talking and laughing when a little maid in green clothes hurried over and said, Miss Qu is here.

There is only one Qu girl they know, Qu Jiayue.

However, Fu Yunhe had never invited Qu Jiayue at all. Hearing this, he couldn't help but frown, and then heard Mrs. Fu say: "Ah He, this person is a guest." Moreover, they are relatives after all, not Look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

Now that Mrs. Fu said so, the little maid brought Qu Jiayue over after a while. Qu Jiayue was still as radiant today, with a hairpin decorated with several strings of golden beads and tassels stuck in her temples. The red-gold phoenix held beads in its hands and swayed. As she walked slowly, the golden bead tassels swayed slightly, shining brightly every step of the way under the golden sunshine.

As Qu Jiayue walked slowly, she glanced at the people in the flower hall without leaving a trace. She saw Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai at a glance, and her eyes lit up.

She knew that Xiao Yi might come, but she didn’t expect that Guan Yubai would come too...

The steps under her feet slowed down slightly, and her heart was agitated. But thinking of her purpose today, she immediately held back and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

Qu Jiayue greeted everyone with a smile, and the responses she received were all indifferent. The atmosphere around her seemed a bit awkward, but she didn't care. She looked at the two children again and smiled softly: "What's the matter?" The sun has gone, and it looks like Shisun has grown taller again...and this young master, what is your name?"

Han Weijun raised his head and glanced at Qu Jiayue, then lowered his head again and replied in a voice as low as a mosquito's moan: "Han Weijun."

This was the first time Qu Jiayue met Han Weijun. When she heard that his surname was Han, she just thought he was the son of Han Huaijun and Jiang Yixi. Her smile grew wider and she said kindly: "Brother Jun, I am your cousin. How old are you?"

When they heard that Qu Jiayue claimed to be Han Weijun's cousin, everyone else's expressions were a little strange. In terms of blood relationship, Han Weijun and Qu Jiayue were not related, but Han Weijun was Han Lingfu's nominal son, named Qu Jiayue. It seems right to call her “cousin”.

Han Weijun replied, "Two years old," and then closed his mouth like a gourd.

This kid is really unpleasant. Qu Jiayue secretly thought in her heart, but on the surface she smiled at Han Huaijun and said, "Cousin Jun, is Brother Jun the son of you and your cousin? We haven't seen each other for so many years, and your children are already so old..." There was a sigh on her face. Smiling with emotion, he tried to get close to Han Huaijun and Jiang Yixi.

The atmosphere in the hall was even weirder. Han Huaijun shook his head and denied it lightly: "Mingyue, you misunderstood."

This time, Qu Jiayue's smile inevitably froze for a moment, and she couldn't help but glance at Han Weijun again, thinking: Then who is this child? !

Fu Yunhe felt annoyed when he heard Qu Jiayue's voice. Today's practice banquet was just a name, that is, he invited a few close relatives and friends to come to the house for a small gathering. It was no use for this uninvited Qu Jiayue. Jiayue ruined the atmosphere!

Fu Yunhe was displeased and did not intend to tolerate it. He was too lazy to do anything superficial and directly issued an eviction order: "Mingyue, what advice do you have for coming uninvited? If nothing happens, please come back."

Qu Jiayue did not expect that Fu Yunhe would be so careless about family ties. Her face almost became tense, and her heart surged with anger, but she could only swallow her anger and said: "Cousin He, I know that my cousin is leaving Nanjing soon. I'm going back to the royal capital, so I want to go over to my cousin's house to say goodbye to my cousin before she sets off..."

Qu Jiayue's words were high-sounding, but there was an unknown light hidden in her eyes. Of course, she did not go there specifically to practice for Mrs. Fu, but she had something more important...

"That's it." Fu Yunhe interrupted Qu Jiayue with a half-smile, an impatient smile on his face and a cold tone, "Since there is nothing else, please come back."

Qu Jiayue's face turned red with anger, and her slender figure trembled slightly. She always thought that they were relatives after all. Even if they were not close in the capital before, there was always some friendship for a drink and a chat, as long as there was a little bit of friendship. Her plan would be feasible if she had family ties... But she didn't expect that Fu Yunhe, who usually had a playful and smiling face, showed no affection at all, which made it impossible for her to take the next step and make a move...

No one in Qu Jia's Yue Jian Hall spoke for her at all, and she knew that no matter how hard she stayed, she would not be able to please her. She calmed down and said: "Cousin He, I won't bother you. I'll take my leave first." After Fu Fu died, she suppressed the impulse in her heart and didn't go to see Guanyu Bai. She left resolutely, leaving behind The next tough back.

There is no perfect road, and since this road is impassable, she will find another shortcut...

After Qu Jiayue left, the hall returned to its original bustle. Everyone was talking, drinking wine, eating tea, and snacking on fruits.

The rising sun was gradually rising, and when it was almost noon, the maids started serving hot dishes at the direction of their master. However, Xiao Yi stood up, dusted his sleeves, and said casually: "You guys eat slowly, Ah Yue has had a bad appetite recently, I want to go back and have lunch with her..."

Thinking that Nangong Yue's delivery date was approaching, no one left Xiao Yi alone, until Yuan Yuyi suddenly thought of something and blurted out: "Brother Yu!"

Xiao Yu, who was squatting under the eaves with Han Weijun to watch the ants move, stood up when he heard the sound, looked at Yuan Yuyi blankly and shouted: "Auntie..." Is there anything wrong with Auntie Yuan calling him?

Others' eyes also fell on Xiao Yu, and they immediately realized that Xiao Yi left by himself, but "accidentally" left his son behind.

And Xiao Yu didn't seem to notice that his father had left at all. Han Qixia reminded helplessly: "Brother Yu, your father is gone."

The little guy looked around the flower hall. Although he didn't see his father, he saw his adoptive father. He nodded in agreement and looked at Han Qixia with his head tilted, as if asking, what next? !

Seeing that Xiao Yu didn't care about his father's presence at all, everyone couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling. Mrs. Fu couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother Yu, this kid is so easy to take care of!" The child is sweet-mouthed and big-hearted. I don’t know how Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue raised him!

However, Xiao Si, who was napping on a big tree in the courtyard, didn't take it seriously. He raised his eyelids, glanced at Xiao Yu, and thought to himself: This kid is really troublesome!

The laughter of adults and children could be heard from time to time in Fu's house. The smile on Mrs. Fu's face became even stronger. She only hoped that she could hold both her grandson and her third son's grandson this year.

On this day, everyone did not leave until the sun set in the west.

The next day, March 18, Mrs. Fu's carriage and horses left Luoyue City. Fu Yunhe, Han Qixia, and Yuan Lingbai brothers all went out of the city to see them off in person.

After years of separation, I don’t know when we will meet again next time. A kind of melancholy sadness lingers in everyone’s hearts. I don’t know when the spring rain will continue...

It has been spring rain for several days and nights, and the air in the city seems to have become gloomy, especially in Zhennan Palace.

Everyone in the palace knows that the birth date of the Crown Princess is within a few days. Everything in the palace is ready, just waiting for the Crown Princess to start. However, Nangong Yue's pregnancy seems to be destined to have twists and turns. The originally estimated delivery date has arrived. But the child just didn't move.

With each passing day, the atmosphere in the mansion became more depressing. Almost everyone was praying that the girl in the Crown Princess’s belly would be born soon. Lin Jingchen came to check Nangong Yue’s pulse twice a day. It was obvious that the mother’s body and There is nothing wrong with the child, but this little guy seems to be lingering in the warmth of his mother's belly and refuses to come out...

Xiao Yi was even more worried than Nangong Yue, with a cloud over his handsome face. Nangong Yue could only comfort him by saying, "It's common to be late a few days."

Xiao Yi couldn't let go, talking to Nangong Yue's belly every day:

"Nanny, come out quickly."

"Nanny, your mother has been working very hard carrying you..."

"Nanny, don't you want to play with your dad and mom?"

"And me!" Not to be outdone, Xiao Yu moved his little face towards her and imitated his father in coaxing his sister seriously.

"Sister, brother, let's play with you!"

"Sister, brother is good to you!"

"..."

Watching the father and son talking seriously to the little guy in her belly, Nangong Yue felt as quiet as water. The little guy in her belly seemed to have heard it and kicked her playfully...

For some reason, Nangong Yue suddenly had a premonition that their arrogant little princess was about to come out to meet them!

At this moment, there was a burst of fast and messy footsteps from the direction of the main room, and Huamei hurried in, panting.

Nangong Yue originally thought that lunch was going to be served, but she saw something was wrong with Huamei's face.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's Concubine," Huamei quickly knelt down and said, "Something happened at the Enamel Courtyard. The Second Young Master said he wanted to reconcile with the Second Young Madam!"

Nangong Yue couldn't help but frown, her face as dark as water. Reconciliation was not something Xiao Luan could talk about casually. Xiao Luan is usually a little unreliable, but he shouldn't even have this sense of propriety...

After Huamei paused for a moment, he continued: "The second young master said that he did something wrong."

Xiao Yi's face was even uglier than Nangong Yue's. To him, it was his own business that Xiao Luan wanted to reconcile, but it was Xiao Luan's fault that it bothered Nangong Yue!

Nangong Yue was about to ask the whole story, but her complexion changed and there was a pain in her stomach.

It was a somewhat familiar feeling of pain, coming one after another.

Nangong Yue's expression just changed slightly, and Xiao Yi immediately noticed it and said nervously: "Ah Yue, how are you?"

Little Xiao Yu pulled the train of her mother's skirt, feeling a little at a loss and murmured: "Mother..."

"Are you going to give birth?" Xiao Yi asked cautiously, with undisguised fear in his voice.

Nangong Yue's face turned slightly pale. She took a deep breath and said with a forced smile: "I...should be giving birth."

"Quick! Go to the delivery room!"

Xiao Yi shouted anxiously and couldn't wait to bend over to hug Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue wanted to say that there was no need to be in such a hurry. She had experience giving birth to Xiao Yu before, and she also knew that the labor pains before giving birth would be repeated many times, and it would probably take a long time before the actual birth!

Xiao Yi's words caused a commotion in the entire yard. Baihui and several maids walked in quickly, all with nervous expressions on their faces.

The delivery room was already prepared, and they quickly moved Nangong Yue to the delivery room. At this time, Nangong Yue's face softened slightly. The first wave of labor pain came and went quickly, and the little guy in her belly was still. down.

"Baihui, I'm hungry." Nangong Yue adjusted her breathing, she had to eat something to recharge her batteries.

Baihui responded and calmly ordered the others:

"Huamei, go and ask the kitchen to prepare some food and some old ginseng!"

"Quie'er, go and ask Mrs. Wen and the doctor to come over."

"Ying'er, please ask someone to inform Mrs. Lin, Mrs. Fang, the Second Madam, and the palace..."

"..."

The servants of Bixiaotang all moved like spinning tops, so busy that their feet did not touch the ground.