The Amnesia Beloved Concubine ( MTL)

73. Giving birth to a second child

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Several Wenpo who had been waiting in the side hall of Luhua Palace in advance hurried to the main hall.

The few little eunuchs guarding the gate also ran towards the Imperial Hospital in a hurry.

The midwives were frightened when they saw the Holy Master sitting motionless beside the delivery bed, but they were not surprised.

After all, they were the ones who delivered the eldest prince last time.

It's just that a man as majestic and strong as the Holy One is guarding the delivery room with a resolute and solemn face, which always makes them feel frightened.

"Mom, don't be nervous, the fetal position is normal, and you will be born soon." The older and richer midwife advised softly.

Then Kang Yuyi was asked to half-rely on the soft pillow and drink a bowl of old ginseng soup, and then she would have the strength to exert herself later.

Perhaps because it was her second child, Kang Yuyi gave birth very smoothly this time.

After the amniotic water broke, the labor pain lasted for two or three hours, and the cervix was fully dilated.

About an hour later, Mo successfully gave birth to a baby girl.

After a midwife neatly cut the umbilical cord, she picked up the crying little princess and wrapped her in a plain crepe satin swaddle she had prepared in advance.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty..."

The midwife wanted to say some festive words, but when she lowered her head and took a closer look, she was shocked to realize that the little princess in her arms was extremely thin, even smaller than an ordinary newborn baby.

She weighed it again out of habit. She estimated that the little princess weighed just over four kilograms, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

The Queen's belly was so big, she should have given birth to a child weighing seven or eight pounds...

How could she give birth to a baby so light and small?

The midwife's voice trembled slightly: "Empress, please don't fall asleep, there may be a child inside!"

Kang Yuyi's face was not a trace of blood, her hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her temples, and her body ached. It was so powerful, it felt like it was being torn apart.

She opened her mouth, but no words came out, and she almost ran out of energy to even breathe.

"Bear it a little longer." The emperor's brows were furrowed, and his voice, which had always been indifferent to emotion and anger, actually trembled slightly.

The emperor didn't even bother to look at the little princess after giving birth. He only used a soft satin silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat and tears of the petite woman who had gone through the pain of childbirth on the delivery bed.

The midwife carefully touched her belly and confirmed that there was obviously a child in the Queen's belly, and then quickly fed her another bowl of old ginseng soup.

"Mother, please go down harder!" The midwives encouraged her to go down harder.

But Kang Yuyi's eyes were so painful that she couldn't muster any strength and was hovering on the verge of coma.

At this time, there was a heartbreaking cry from outside the palace, shouting one after another: "Mother! Queen!"

I don't know if there was a reaction between mother and son, but the eldest prince kept crying and asking for help as soon as he woke up in the morning. When he went to find his mother, the wet nurses and nuns refused to coax him.