C219 dystocia

Name:Imperial Plot Author:nian chan
Although the Concubine Xian had lost the amniotic fluid, it was only the beginning of its life.

Aunt Sun let Xian Fei take a deep breath and increased her strength.

The Concubine Xian's tears flowed down, the sound coming out from her throat could no longer be considered as sound, when Zhong Miao Yi heard it, her heart was trembling uncontrollably.

"Empress, hold on! You must hold on." She couldn't see Concubine Xian, nor could she see what the Aunt Sun and the others were doing. This big blanket covered nearly 80% of the Zhong Miao Yi's vision.

Consort Xian pulled harder and harder, causing Zhong Miao Yi to feel as if her hand was going to break any second.

After a long while, Consort Xian relaxed a little and Zhong Miao Yi took the chance to take her hand and switch with her other hand.

This was probably a signal to stop. Zhong Miao Yi quickly moved forward to wipe off the sweat of the Consort Xian.

Before the sweat could be wiped clean, the Consort Xian suddenly screamed again. Her entire body spasmed for a moment and was quickly suppressed.

"Madam, you have to use more strength. You have to use more strength." Aunt Sun shouted loudly, afraid that the Concubine Xian would not be able to hear him.

Zhong Miao Yi also helped to call her. She was close enough that she could call her whatever Aunt Sun called her.

Consort Xian could hear him and she was trying her best to cooperate, but the process wasn't as smooth as before.

Aunt Sun kept on saying something to her other aunt. Zhong Miao Yi couldn't hear it clearly, or maybe she just couldn't understand it. However, she could tell from her tone that things were a little tricky.

Ah Jiu kept bringing hot water in. He wasn't sure what it was used for, but other than that, Ah Jiu couldn't help much else.

He could only run errands.

Men could not enter the delivery room, so Zhong Miao Yi did not know what was happening outside. Right now, she was too preoccupied with her own matters, she really could not split her concentration.

Concubine Xian's stamina drained quickly, the Aunt Sun called for people to pour soup for her to maintain her stamina, these things had long been prepared.

From the moment Consort Xian started to feel pain until now, drinking it now had at least been an hour. Zhong Miao Yi was a little dazed, she never thought that two hours had already passed.

But from the looks of it, the Concubine Xian did not show any signs of being born.

Aunt Sun kept talking. It was not wide enough, not wide enough.

The Zhong Miao Yi was terrified, she was afraid that the Concubine Xian would not be able to hold on, but the Concubine Xian was clearly stronger than she had expected.

This was her child. She had been looking forward to it for so long, and they had risked their lives to save this child, so how could it not exist here?

"Madam, use more strength. It's about to open. Just open a little more and the child will be able to come out." No matter if it was about to happen or not, she had to say it like this. Otherwise, the Concubine Xian would really collapse.

became numb after hearing this countless of times.

She didn't know how much hot water the Ah Jiu had changed, she only knew that the entire house was reeking of blood.

The Consort Xian's grip on her hand was not as strong as it used to be.

Aunt Sun was about to go crazy from anxiety. After she drank all the soup's medicinal herbs, every word of encouragement seemed to have become meaningless and unnecessary now.

The Zhong Miao Yi did not know how much time had passed since the child was unable to be born, but no one cared about this.

Consort Xian was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, so she could only use the rest of her strength to work hard.

She knew that she couldn't fall down here. If she fell down, this child would die with her. Wouldn't that be perfect for Su Zeyi?

She would never.

Aunt Sun stood up from the back, and suddenly ran to the front, allowing Zhong Miao Yi to pass.

Zhong Miao Yi took her hand away and stood to the side. She saw that Aunt Sun had started to knead Xian Fei's stomach.

"Is it correct?" Is it correct? "

Another aunt said desperately, No.

Zhong Miao Yi didn't know what exactly was going on, nor did she have the chance to ask. She could only stand at the side, feeling a little dizzy.

But she did not want to go out, and this child was her only hope. She wanted to stay here with Concubine Xian.

Aunt Sun rubbed for a long time as she watched her sweat wet her clothes.

Finally, another aunt shouted, "Right! "Correct!"

Aunt Sun immediately stopped, and said to Consort Xian: "Madam! Pull, quick, push! "

Concubine Xian shouted loudly, using all her strength to shout. Aunt Sun quickly ran back and shouted, "It's almost time! My lady! Soon! Hurry up and exert your strength! "

Zhong Miao Yi didn't know what she was doing standing there. She swallowed her saliva and could clearly see the fierce face of the Concubine Xian and her clenched white fingers.

As expected, it was not exaggerated at all when he closed the door and walked around.

But very quickly, Aunt Sun stood up again, her eyes were red, she pulled Zhong Miao Yi all the way to the door: "My Lord, there is something I have to say now."

Seeing her like this, Zhong Miao Yi felt that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Madam. "It's a bit difficult to give birth." Aunt Sun sighed, the tears in her eyes almost flowed uncontrollably, "Noble people do not need to stay inside and guard, go and inform the old master, your wife is in a difficult situation and might not need your noble person to do anything. At that time, if mother and son can only protect one person, I hope your esteemed one can prepare yourself."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and went back in, leaving Zhong Miao Yi standing there in a daze, unable to comprehend the meaning of the two words "difficult labor".

The Aunt Sun said that it was difficult for the Concubine Xian to give birth.

If the mother and son could only protect one person, then she wouldn't have to do it herself.

Zhong Miao Yi took a deep breath and raised his hands. She discovered that the back of his hands were covered in fingernails left behind by the Consort Xian, and was bleeding profusely.

She stood in the doorway, not knowing where she was going.

She wanted to cry. The rose that filled the yard was a shocking red. It was like the blood of a virtuous wife.

It must have been intentional.

The flower bloomed. The child was coming.

Zhong Miao Yi sat down on the porch in frustration. She looked at the people who went in and out and felt like she was transparent.

Since she couldn't help Concubine Xian, she could only wait here.

Zhong Miao Yi looked at the color of the sky. She had already been inside for four hours.

The child did not show any signs of coming out, causing Aunt Sun to feel somewhat hopeless.

If the child did not come out for a long time and suffocated, he would be a fool in the future. This was something that everyone in Zhong Miao Yi knew.

That's why Aunt Sun said that they could only do it when they had no other choice.

Everyone knew that the Consort Xian was doomed, so no matter what, she had to save the child.

Zhong Miao Yi let out a long sigh as she glanced around the quiet courtyard.

It was impossible for a useless lord not to know that Concubine Xian was alive, but he did not come over. Zhong Miao Yi stood up and decided to go over.