The night was as bright as ink. Outside the gate of the imperial city, Zhao Yanping helped his mother and Gillian get in the car one after another, and finally he stepped up.

There was a long queue of carriages from high-ranking officials and nobles from various prefectures in front of them. It was still early for the Zhao family to have a carriage, so the family of three whispered to exchange their thoughts on entering the palace this time.

Liu was very sorry: "I didn't see Xiangyun. Are you no longer a concubine? She is not qualified to enter the palace?"

Ajiao said, "I heard from my aunt that the concubine who has a royal grandson in the royal palace can also enter the palace and participate in the royal family's ancestor worship, but the position is located in the back."

Liu was even more worried: "Why didn't Xiangyun come?"

Zhao Yanping said: "I saw the Third Master and the Fourth Master in front. The Third Master is steady. The Fourth Master is giggling, which means nothing happened to Xiangyun."

Liu's eyes lit up and he quickly asked his son to describe what his two grandchildren looked like.

Zhao Yanping carefully described the appearance of his two nephews and finally said: "Xiang Yun must have mentioned to the children that when the third master left the table, he seemed to have looked for me in the civil servant, but the royal rules were many, and I was worried that he would reveal something when he recognized me, so he didn't look at him, and I don't know if he recognized me."

Gillian looked at him and smiled: "There shouldn't be many fifth-rank officials as young as you, and the third master will definitely recognize him."

With Zhao Yanping's appearance, it is also a standout in the capital. Since the third master is looking for his uncle, he must have some understanding in advance.

I couldn't see Xiangyun, but I learned that both grandchildren were well, which was also a great comfort to Liu.

At the end of the first month, the news that King Xuan's concubine Zhao was pregnant again finally came out. Liu was completely relieved and went to the temple again to ask the Buddha to bless his eldest daughter and his daughter-in-law's fetus was safe and safe.

Sometimes Liu would also think about how she could meet her daughter and grandchildren again?

Emperor Chunqing is old, and the throne will be passed to a prince sooner or later, which is something that ordinary people can predict. Liu thought that if King Xuan has always been the prince, his daughter will always be an ordinary concubine, so he will not be qualified to summon his mother's family. But, if it is as rumored by the folk, King Xuan has a better chance to inherit the throne, then when King Xuan becomes the emperor and his daughter becomes a concubine, will she be able to enter the palace to pay her respects to her daughter?

However, the great event of inheriting the throne is not something ordinary people can guess. Liu only dares to pray in his heart, and even his son and daughter-in-law dare not mention it.

As March comes, the sun is getting warmer and the wind blowing towards you is much more comfortable.

Gillian put on her spring clothes and looked twice as slimmer than in winter, but her thin spring clothes outlined the lines on her abdomen more obviously, round and round. If she was a sour girl, a sharp man and a round woman, her baby must be a boy. At least some of the official wives who came to Zhao's family to congratulate her so much.

Gillian smiled and listened, but did not tell everyone that the couple didn't care whether the fetus was a man or a woman.

Including Liu, he made several sets of clothes for men and women. He washed them while the weather was warm and took them to dry under the sun.

The doctor said that Gillian might have a child around the end of the month. The Zhao family had booked the midwife in advance and prepared all the things they should prepare. They were cleaned and dried regularly and could be used at any time.

Gillian has been pregnant for so long, and what she is most worried about is that her child has abortion or premature birth. Now she has entered her tenth month steadily. No matter what, she is not considered premature birth. Instead, she is not afraid of anything and is waiting for the child to be born with peace of mind.

Zhao Yanping is more nervous than her. She is in Dali Temple and half of her mind is concerned about her family. She is worried about whether Gillian will hit her wherever she walks. She is worried that Gillian will not send someone to inform her after giving birth. She is worried that she will be difficult to have a child, whether Gillian can withstand it, and she is also worried that the big and the small will have any mistakes.

On March 25th, the sky suddenly became gloomy and rain began to rain in the evening. The drizzle gradually became heavier, waking up Gillian from her deep sleep.

Her stomach hurts every once in a while, and the pain was like contraction. Gillian remembered the experience shared by her mother-in-law. She was worried about sleeping again and pushed the man next to her.

Zhao Yanping immediately opened his eyes.

Gillian said nervously: "I seem to be giving birth, it seems that I may just have a stomachache."

Zhao Yanping panicked for a moment. The sound of rain outside made him afraid that he could not pick up the midwife in time, but he quickly restored his calmness. He helped Jiao sit down first, then turned on the light, and ordered Dong Zhu from the outside to come in to accompany Jiao. He didn't even hold the umbrella, and ran to the side of the fallen seat with the light. He asked Guo Xing to invite the midwife immediately. No matter how difficult the road was, he would invite someone, and then go to the backyard to let his mother, Cui Niang, and Bai Ling get up, and do their own things.

In less than two quarters of an hour, the lights in the front and back yards of Zhao's family were lit up. Bai Ling and Dongzhu went to clean up the Donger room, where they had already prepared for the delivery room. Cui Niang was brushing pots and boiling water in the kitchen. Everyone was busy, but they were also orderly, and they all made full preparations for this day.

Meng Zhao also woke up in Chunzhu in the wing room. Meng Zhao insisted on going to see his mother, but Chunzhu couldn't stop him.

Gillian wore a thin shirt. Under Liu's arrangement, Zhao Yanping helped her walk from the bedroom to the hall, and then walked back and forth, slowly walking around.

"The more you lie, the slower the cervix opens, the slower the slower you will suffer. You walk more often, sit down and rest when you are tired, so that you can get a good place." Liu also followed and explained to his daughter-in-law.

Gillian understands.

Cui Niang brought a stack of date cakes and brown sugar water. It was prepared by the midwife, saying that she would have no energy to give birth to a baby later and she could eat something.

When everything we should prepare is ready, the busy people suddenly had nothing to do, and then we will look at Gillian's.

Half an hour later, the midwife was also taken back by Guo Xing. The midwife was in her fifties and had been a midwife for twenty years. She had been used to getting up in the middle of the night to do things, and she was slept well and was slapped by Guo Xing without any complaints. As soon as the midwife entered the house, Jiao saw that she was full of energy and looked calm and confident, and she felt even more at ease.

When it was midnight, Jiao went into the delivery room and lay down. The midwife called Liu Shi, and Dongyue was helping her inside, and everyone else rushed out.

The midwife asked Gillian to check and found that she had opened her fingers. She happily said to Gillian: "Madam is driving very fast. If this continues, she should be able to give birth at dawn."

Gillian smiled bitterly. Now he is a talented man, he has to wait for dawn when he drives fast. How long will those who drive slowly last?

Because she was so excited that even in the middle of the night, Jiao didn't feel sleepy. The pain made time even harder, so Jiao looked at the window from time to time, hoping that the sky would light up soon.

It was raining outside the house. Meng Zhao was young and fell asleep again. Chunzhu took him back to the wing room.

Guo Xing was helping watch the fire in the kitchen, and Cui Niang was guarding outside with Zhao Yanping.

Zhao Yanping was taciturn and anxious, he could control his mouth. After a while, he asked Ah Gillian about his situation, and he would not say anything else. Cui Niang was different. She was no less worried about Ah Gillian than the official. She asked her how many fingers she opened. The midwife thought she was annoyed and told her not to ask. Cui Niang was very obedient, but she started to talk to herself outside.

Zhao Yanping couldn't stand her, so he asked her to shut up with a calm face.

This is the first time Cui Niang has been raped by him in the Zhao family for so many years.

Cui Niang felt a little aggrieved, but when she looked at the tall figure standing at the door with her back to her, thinking that the official was too worried about her wife's talent, Cui Niang was not sad. She went to the curtain of the delivery room and opened it a little to look inside.

Zhao Yanping turned around and saw Cui Niang's posture, he actually wanted to come over.

At dawn, Gillian's crying was getting harder and harder to suppress. Zhao Yanping clenched his fists with both hands, and for too tightly for a long time, his fingers were no longer conscious.

The rain that had been falling apart for a night gradually stopped, and the dark clouds dissipated, revealing the blue sky. When the bright and soft morning light poured over, illuminating the water droplets hanging on the tips of the green tiles, the dewdrops falling on the grass leaves shone brightly, and also illuminating the man's cold and pale face under the eaves. The midwife's cry of surprise finally came from the room: "It's out, come out, madam, stop exercising!"

Gillian also lost her strength, and her body suddenly felt relieved, and all the pain disappeared. She looked at her mother-in-law who had been with her for the night and showed a weak but satisfied smile.

Liu wiped Ah Jiao's sweat and told her not to sleep, as things were not over yet.

Gillian didn't want to sleep either, she wanted to see her children.

She is a little daughter, very beautiful, her hair is thick and black like wheat that just emerged from the ground. The midwife simply packed up the child and handed it to Liu to hold it. She continued to help Ah Jiao clean up her body. While asking her to take care of her, she looked at the girl in her mother-in-law's arms, and her heart was peaceful.

After Gillian had seen enough, Liu made sure that his daughter-in-law was safe and then she carried her granddaughter outside.

"How is Ah Jiao?" Zhao Yanping had already rushed to the door. When he saw his mother, the first thing he said was to ask Ah Jiao.

Liu smiled and said, "Giao is very good, your girl is very good too."

Only then did Zhao Yanping realize that Gillian gave birth to a girl, Xiaoyaer, who kicked her little feet so hard in her womb, finally showed up today.

With his unconscious tenderness, Zhao Yanping looked at the cradle in his mother's arms.

Xiaoyaer closed her eyes, her face was red and wrinkled. She put a small hand beside her mouth. She was small. Her face was not as big as Zhao Yanping's fist, and her hair was dense, with half a finger long.

"Hug me." Liu handed the cradle to his son.

Zhao Yanping couldn't help but take a step back and looked at his daughter who was more tender than Caiyaer. Zhao Yanping's eyes dodged and looked inside and said, "Hold me for a while, I'll go see Ah Jiao." After that, Zhao Yanping picked up the curtain from his mother and went in.

Liu laughed. He was already a thirty-year-old man, not afraid of heaven or earth, but was afraid of holding his own child.

In the delivery room, Gillian was lying on the bed with a pale face and the quilt on her body was covered. When Zhao Yanping came in, he happened to see the midwife carrying a pot of blood and deliberately avoiding him from seeing it.

At this moment, Zhao Yanping's joy about his daughter's birth became heartache and fear.

It is said that women have children like going through the gates of hell. The mothers who pass by only say that they are lucky, not that they are not in any danger.

Gillian noticed his glance at the midwife. Seeing him feeling uncomfortable, Gillian annoyed him and said, "Who wants you to come in?"

Zhao Yanping didn't answer her and sat down beside the bed. Seeing that the hair behind her ears were wet with sweat, and there were also wet marks on the pillow. Zhao Yanping gently picked up her shoulders and helped her change the pillow to the other side of her sleep. When Gillian lay down again, he picked up a towel and carefully wiped her sweat.

"Did you see it?" Gillian asked embarrassedly.

Zhao Yanping smiled, held her hand and said, "Well, the hair is like you, thin and soft."

Gillian was stunned. She asked clearly the basin of sewage.

However, when faced with the man's gentle eyes, Gillian suddenly stopped caring.
Chapter completed!