Royal Palace.

Cining Palace, Shoukang Palace.

There is a custom of eating Laba porridge among the people, and the palace is naturally no exception.

In the dining hall, Empress Dowager Hui'an, His Majesty Ji Ziqing, and the round little prince sat around the table. The dishes on the table were very exquisite, but Empress Dowager Hui'an was obviously a little ignorant. His Majesty Ji Ziqing was careful and filial, and asked the empress dowager what was wrong with her mother. Empress Dowager Hui'an was worried about her little daughter, so she put the blame on the emperor's son and grandson: "You two men are all stern all day long, and the Ai family is annoyed. How can they have any appetite for food?"

Upon hearing this, the young prince Yuanyuan, who was fifteen years old, smiled embarrassedly and explained: "Grandmother, this is not a matter of no words..."

Especially when his emperor's father was sitting next to him, he didn't dare to break the rules casually, otherwise he would definitely have to eat a pair of cold-eyed meatballs.

Faced with the empress dowager's mother's behavior, His Majesty Ji Ziqing said in a cold tone: "Yes, we are all wood, we can't compare to being able to talk and laugh when we slap the little princess. She coaxed her mother and smiled happily every day and had a great appetite."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who told the truth, immediately got two rolls of eyes from the empress dowager's mother.

"Grandmother of the Emperor, do you miss the little prince again?" The little prince Yuanyuan took advantage of the situation and asked with a smile.

He also missed his little aunt very much. No one except her dared to smile with him and play casually.

Alas, no one has taken him to play with him for a long time.

I miss the little emperor's life in the palace, and I have a heart.

Empress Dowager Hui'an put down her chopsticks and sighed softly: "This day is almost done, why is there no news yet?" No matter how the imperial doctor reported the situation of her little daughter, Empress Dowager Hui'an was still very worried. A woman's childbirth was like passing the gates of hell. As long as the dust did not settle for a day, her heart would always be suspended in the air.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing didn't show his presence, but in fact he sighed secretly in his heart.

My mother is thinking about her little sister, so don’t he worry about it?

But it’s useless for a woman to give birth to a child.

The little prince Yuanyuan glanced at the emperor's father and the grandmother of the queen mother. Seeing that both of them were still browsing, they couldn't help but recommend themselves: "Grandma, father, why don't I go out of the palace to see the little prince?" As soon as this said, the two elders immediately turned their eyes. The little prince Yuanyuan stood up slightly and showed a very steady and reliable style. "What do you two think?"

"You're going?" His Majesty Ji Ziqing looked at his eldest son and pondered.

The little prince Yuanyuan nodded gently and said, "The emperor's grandmother and father both miss the little prince. Maybe I haven't seen her for a long time. Why not let me visit her in person and see what the little prince is doing?"

"It's done." His Majesty Ji Ziqing agreed to the request of the young prince Yuanyuan. After thinking about it, he reminded in a gentle tone, "After seeing your aunt, tell her that when the child holds a full moon banquet, I will give her a lot of gold ingots to satisfy her."

The little prince Yuanyuan jumped in embarrassingly and twitched his eyelids: "...Yes, father."

Empress Dowager Hui'an next to him couldn't help but look at the emperor's eldest son again. After looking at Prince Yuanyuan with kindness, he said, "Then go after you finish your meal. Remember to put on your clothes and go early and come back soon."

After the three of them discussed it, they continued to hold their chopsticks and eat. However, suddenly a palace maid came in and reported to her fortunately, "Report to the Empress Dowager, Your Majesty, the princess's mansion has just sent someone to say that the princess is going to give birth--"

Zhaoyang Princess Mansion.

When Prince Yuanyuan and Madam Biyun arrived, Ji Zishan was already in the delivery bed and felt pain. Except for Madam Mu who was guarding inside, the rest could only wait for news in the side hall. These people include Prince Yuanbao and Yao Dejin, and General Mu Huaiqian who had been rubbing the floor with the soles of the shoe. After Madam Biyun met Prince Yuanbao, she also went into the delivery room to help. Prince Yuanyuan could only wait for news in the side hall.

"How long will it take to be born?" Listening to the intermittent pain cry in the main house, the little prince Yuanyuan couldn't help asking.

The little prince Yuanbao frowned and replied: "This is not accurate. I heard from the imperial doctor that it takes two or three hours to fast, and if it is slow, it is possible to have a day..."

The little prince Yuanyuan had calculated it in his mind. If it was two or three hours, if there was no news before dark, his emperor father would probably have committed suicide in person.

Not only is the floor heating burning in the side hall, but there are also several hot stoves.

Mu Huaiqian was already anxious and restless. After staying in this extremely warm room for a while, his chest felt stuffy and a little breathless. So he threw a few people, "I'll get some breath outside" and left the house with his hands on his back.

The temperature today is very low, and Mu Huaiqian is not wearing any cold-proof cloaks. He is only wearing a brocade cotton robe covered with fox fur, and then circles around the yard. He clasped his brows tightly, enduring his anxious eyes, and from time to time he looked at the window where the pain sounded sounds came from.

Time slipped away in an instant.

When Mu Huaiqian was patient and almost broke into the door, Wenpo's surprise voice suddenly rang out: "The child's head is coming out-" After the surprise, there was another cliché cycle, either comforting "it's fast, it's fast, it's fast, it's encouraged "it's hard."

When the baby's loud cry came out, Mu Huaiqian almost fell to his knees.

As the husband of the mother and the father of the newborn baby, General Mu Huaiqian was allowed to enter the house as soon as possible, but the person next to him could only sigh through the doors and windows, looking disappointed.

Ji Zishan lay on the bed sweating profusely, even her eyelashes were stained with wet water vapor.

Mu Huaiqian slowly squatted down on the side of the bed, looking at his wife with a slight look. The little wife has always been vibrant and full of vitality. At this time, she was pale and weak, and her plump and tender lips also lost their most beautiful colors. There was a wet and hot intention gathering in her eyes. Mu Huaiqian did not dare to blink, for fear that the heat current would roll down with a slight movement.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and it was not until Ji Zishan closed her eyes tiredly that Mu Huaiqian dared to secretly wipe his eyes.

Outside the house, Mama Su Rong was persuading the little prince Yuanbao who was reluctant to leave: "Prince, I have told you that the princess is not a big deal, but she is a little tired. She can calm down after a good sleep. The girl is also very good, with a loud voice and a handsome child. Both the princess and daughters are safe. You have been here for so long and have not eaten anything. You should go back to the palace to rest."

The little prince Yuanbao looked at the door reluctantly: "I will go in and take a look, and the nanny will give you a tribute to the door."

"It's not possible at all, this is the rule." Madam Su Rong raised her face seriously.

When Madam Su Rong was in a stalemate with Prince Yuanbao, Prince Yuanyuan whispered to Madam Biyun and asked: "Madam, is the lonely little cousin good-looking?"
Chapter completed!