Qi Hong pushed Morong Gan out of the door. Seeing that the red lacquered door had closed from the inside, with the curtain drooping and the sound of it hitting against the door, he was stunned for a moment. She raised her head to knock on the door, but was pushed away by Hao Pingguan and Wei Zhongqing, one on the left and one on the right.
"Your Highness, you should go to the study room and wait," Wei Zhongqing said, "If there's any news about Princess Hua-Yang, he will immediately report it to you."
Morong Gan refused to move, "I won't go in, I can just stand by the door. Don't even try to persuade me, I won't go anywhere."
Hao Pingguan originally wanted to advise him otherwise, but hearing him say this, he knew that he couldn't.
At this moment, the Crown Prince rushed over, "How is it, has it been born?"
Hao Pingguan shook his head, "Not yet, I'm still waiting for the letter."
The Crown Prince looked at Morong Gan and joked around, "Prince Chu, are you alright?
Morong Gan did not say anything, but raised his head to look at him after a while, and asked hesitantly: "Second brother, will the wangfei be alright?"
"Of course it's alright," the Crown Prince comforted him, "Our Princess Chu is blessed by the heavens, what can happen to us?"
Hao Pingguan interrupted, "Your Highness, don't be afraid. Look, the big blade and the bronze mirror are all hung on this servant.
While talking, Bai Qianfan's shouts came out of the house, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes intermittent, causing Morong Gan's heart to become nervous. He supported himself with his hands and stood up slowly, asking, "What's wrong with her?"
Wei Zhongqing comforted her, "Even women who have children have to cry out like this, otherwise, they won't be able to hold it in."
"Is she in the process of being born?"
Wei Zhongqing listened carefully, "That should be it."
However, the more he heard, the more miserable he felt. He then asked, "Why are you crying like this?"
"It must be painful."
"Does it hurt like this?" he asked. "How painful is it to have a baby?"
Wei Zhongqing, "..." He had never experienced this before, so he was unable to answer this question.
The crown prince could not take it seriously, he had grown up together with Morong Gan, and never had he seen Morong Gan in such a sorry state, he did not look like a Patriarch at all. Even the men of ordinary families who were waiting for their wives to give birth to children were not like him.
"Don't be anxious, this is how women give birth to their children. I remember that in the palace, there was a time when the late emperor was sitting with a minister of war, discussing the matter of giving birth to a child. When he heard that someone below had come to report that they had given birth to a prince, he simply made a 'En' sound and told them to go report it to the empress.
Morong Gan thought, how could it be the same? There were so many concubines in the late emperor, other than the empress, he did not care about anyone else. A woman giving birth to a child is a great calamity for her life. If she were to have a difficult birth … He did not dare to think any further, and ruthlessly smashed his fist on the pillar, "If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have been like this!" What kind of crappy child is this, born to torture people? "
The Crown Prince shook his head. "It looks like it's going to happen soon. Is this something a father should say? Don't you look forward to your son just because you care for your wife?" He tried to drag the beast-like Prince Chu away. "Stop standing here and come to my place to play chess. Maybe after playing chess for a while, the child will come out."
Prince Chu hugged the crimson pillar without letting go, "Not going, I said I won't go anywhere." He was staying here. Even if his heart was burnt to ashes, he still had to stay here. She had suffered so much inside.
The Crown Prince had no choice but to sit down again. He sighed and said, "Fine, no. You should sit down too. Holding onto the pillar like this is not a good idea."
While the Prince Chu was suffering outside, Bai Qianfan's life was not going to be easy. She had thought that she would be able to endure for a while. However, she didn't expect that it would take so long. The food she ate had long since been used up and she was on the verge of collapsing.
The candles were lit everywhere in the room, she watched in a daze, seeing as if she was doing something, this scene made her afraid, and she could not help but call out to Morong Gan, "Prince - Prince -"
Morong Gan's mind was entirely focused on her cries, upon hearing her call him, he immediately wanted to go in, but was stopped by Hao Pingguan and Wei Zhongqing. He shouted angrily, "Let go, can't you hear the wangfei calling me?"
The Crown Prince stood in front of him, blocking his way. "You can't go in even if I tell you. It's taboo!"
"Princess, stop shouting. Call out for the prince to come in again."
Therefore, Bai Qianfan shouted again, "Your Highness, don't come in. I'm fine, don't come in …"
The crown prince said, "I heard it. The princess is fine, so put your heart at rest."
Morong Gan answered with his own voice, "I am not going in, I am outside. We are separated by a wall, Qian Fan, I have let you down and caused you to suffer a lot.
When Bai Qianfan heard him, tears rolled down her face. The old woman said hurriedly, "Don't cry, wangfei, don't cry, just hold back your strength. The pain will only get worse and worse, the child is already in the birth canal.
The pain was unbearable, but she couldn't disappoint Morong Gan, and she couldn't make him blame himself. The child was something she wanted, and it had nothing to do with him, no matter how good they were, without any children, they still felt that it wasn't complete, that the child was a bond of love, that one end was tied to her, and the other end was tied to him, with their blood flowing through their veins. It was passed down from generation to generation, and after a hundred years, they became nothing but a pile of bones, but their love would continue in the body of future generations.
Gritting her teeth, she used both hands to grip the quilt tightly and exerted more strength. She heard the old woman's shout in surprise, "We're seeing a child's head. Princess, please use your strength again!"
Hearing that, Bai Qianfan also became spirited, no matter how long it had been, no matter how painful it was, it would end up like that. She lightly panted a few times, and bit down hard on her lips while holding in her breath. She could feel the child's head slowly moving downwards, but his head was so big that she couldn't move it at all.
Bai Qianfan was in so much pain that she almost fainted.
"Almost there, just use some more strength."
Bai Qianfan's eyes released a golden light as she walked in a sea of clouds like a cloud. She didn't care at all as she clenched her fists and shouted loudly.
"Success!" The old granny shouted happily: "The Heir has been born."
Bai Qianfan heaved a sigh of relief, her head tilted, and she fainted.
Even though Morong Gan was outside, he had heard the whole story of Bai Qianfan's life and death clearly. When the child's loud and clear cry suddenly sounded out, it was like a blow to his head, causing him to instantly cry.
"Good girl," he murmured tearfully. "What a good girl!" She was still a child, but she gave him a child, telling him how to love her.