The Love between Hanxiang and Qianlong

Hanxiang looked at Qianlong with her big watery eyes, and said with a breath as fragrant as orchid: "My husband, are you full?"

Qianlong held Hanxiang tightly in his arms and patted her back gently.

She said gently: "Good baby, go to sleep, your husband will always be with you."

Hanxiang snuggled in Qianlong's arms like a kitten, and said coquettishly: "Husband, please tell me, I want to know."

Qianlong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the beauty in his arms lovingly, and teased: "What? Baby, haven't you had enough yet?"

When Hanxiang heard this, her face flushed, and she closed her eyes shyly, muttering to herself, "I fell asleep..."

Qianlong was amused by her lovely appearance. He patted her back gently and coaxed her to sleep tenderly.

Hanxiang felt Qianlong's patting, her body gradually relaxed, her consciousness gradually became blurred, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that she was already asleep, Qianlong smiled, sighed softly, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next day was sunny and sunny.

Yihua’s baptism ceremony had just ended, and everyone was attending the banquet with constant laughter and joy.

Suddenly, a palace servant came running over and knelt down to report

"Your Majesty, Empress Dowager, and Empress Dowager, someone from the Fu Mansion said that the young general's wife is about to give birth and has already entered the delivery room."

When Hanxiang heard this, she looked nervous and quickly stood up and asked anxiously: "What? Why so fast? How is Princess Qing now?"

The young eunuch answered with fear and trepidation.

"In reply to Her Majesty, the servants of the Fu Mansion went back in a hurry after saying this. It is still unknown what the current situation of Princess Qing is."

When the old lady heard this, she became extremely anxious and could no longer sit still. She stood up anxiously, wishing she could fly to the Fu Mansion to visit Qing'er immediately.

Upon seeing this, Qianlong hurried forward to comfort him.

"Empress Dowager, please don't be anxious. Let your son go and have someone prepare a carriage to take you and Xiang'er out of the palace."

When Xiao Luzi heard Qianlong's order, he immediately turned around and told his apprentice Xiao Anzi to prepare the carriage.

Xiao Anzi bowed respectfully to the emperor and then quickly retreated.

When the ministers saw this scene, they knew it was not appropriate to stay any longer, so they stepped forward and bowed.

"Your Majesty, we, the humble servants, will withdraw first."

Qianlong waved his hand, indicating that they could leave, and said.

"I will not keep you here today, my dear ministers. I will host a banquet to celebrate with you all on the day when the young prince is one month old."

The ministers bowed again and expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, long live the emperor." Then they left the hall and returned to their residences.

After all the ministers had left, Xiao Anzi came forward to report: "Your Majesty, the carriage is ready."

After hearing this, Qianlong and Hanxiang helped the Empress Dowager get on the carriage, and drove out of the palace to the Fu Mansion.

Inside the Fu Mansion, Fu Zheng paced anxiously in the courtyard of Qingyuan, looking into the house from time to time.

He clenched his hands, showing his inner instability.

Fu Heng couldn't help but interrupt him and said, "Stinky boy, can you please stop hanging around in front of me?

I'm dizzy, can't you just sit down and wait?"

Fu Zheng replied: "Dad, Qing'er's condition in there is unknown, how can I sit down with peace of mind?"

After a moment, he said worriedly: "Why is there no sign of production yet?

Why is Qing'er silent? Did something happen to her?"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zheng was frightened by his own thoughts and rushed into the house desperately.

When Dong E heard the sound of banging on the door, she hurried out to stop him: "How did you come in? Get out quickly."

Fu Zheng was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks and spoke in an anxious tone.

"Mom, can you let me go in and look after Qing'er? It's been so long and there's still no movement, I'm getting anxious"!

Dong E drove him out of the house and said angrily.

"Don't make trouble. Qing'er is in good spirits. Don't let your impatience affect Qing'er. Just stay outside and don't think too much."

After saying that, Dong E went into the house to look after Qing'er.

Fu Zheng was stopped by his own queen and couldn't go in, so he could only shout at the window.

"Qing'er, how are you? Are you in pain? If you really can't bear it, then let's not give birth. Don't make yourself suffer."

Qing'er was sweating profusely. She endured the pain and said through gritted teeth, "I can still hold on."

While helping Qing'er wipe the sweat off her face, Dong E shouted to Fu Zheng outside the window.

"You silly son, how can you have a child whenever you want and not have one if you don't want to?

Just be quiet and wait for the letter outside, and stop talking."

After saying that, he turned around and asked Qing'er.

"Qing'er, there's still some time before the birth. Do you want to eat anything? Eat something first to replenish your strength."

Qing'er shook her head and said weakly: "Mother, I really can't eat."

Dong E wiped the sweat from her forehead with concern and comforted her softly.

"If you don't want to eat, forget it. Mom is here with you! Don't be afraid."

Qing'er nodded slightly to show that she understood. Dong E sighed softly and continued to guard her silently.

Just then, Qianlong and Hanxiang came in with the old Buddha, and saw at a glance that Fu Zheng looked absent-minded, while Fu Heng was sitting on a stool with a nervous expression on his face.

When Fu Heng and Fu Zheng saw the Empress Dowager, they immediately stood up and walked forward to salute respectfully.

"Your humble servant pays homage to His Majesty, wishing His Majesty long life and good health; I pay homage to His Majesty, wishing His Majesty good fortune and happiness;

I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen, and wish Her Majesty longevity and good health."

Qianlong waved his hand, signaling them not to be polite. The old Buddha asked anxiously.

"How is my Qing'er now? Why hasn't she been born yet?"

Fu Zheng quickly bowed and replied: "My Lord, Qing'er is still in the delivery room. My mother just said that it might take some time before she gives birth."

The old lady was very anxious, and Hanxiang said, "Don't worry, mother. I'll go in and take a look. You and your husband wait here."

The old man looked at Hanxiang and said with a distressed face: "Thank you for your hard work, my sweetheart."

Hanxiang shook her head gently and replied with a smile: "I'm fine, mother, please don't worry."

After saying that, Hanxiang turned her head to look at Qianlong, then walked into the delivery room.

When Dong E saw Hanxiang coming in, she was stunned with surprise, but she quickly reacted and hurried forward to pay her respects.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen, may Her Majesty live a thousand years."

Hanxiang walked forward, stretched out her hand to support Dong E, and said, "Madam, there is no need to be so polite. I just came to see Qing'er."

Hanxiang slowly walked to Qing'er and asked with concern: "Qing'er, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Qing'er's face was as pale as paper. She weakly held Hanxiang's hand and forced a smile: "I'm fine. Why are you here?"

Hanxiang gently held her hand back and comforted her softly.

"Not only am I here, but Lord Buddha couldn't sit still after hearing the news and is waiting outside now!

Don't be afraid, we are with you and everything will be fine"!

Qing'er nodded slightly, with a hint of emotion and relief in her eyes.

However, at this moment, Qing'er suddenly felt a sharp pain and she couldn't help but scream in pain.

After carefully checking the birth canal, the midwife said, "Madam, please hold back and don't scream. Save your energy. The cervix is ​​already eight fingers dilated and you will be born soon!"

Qing'er clutched the bed tightly, feeling her whole body tortured by tearing pain, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

Hanxiang stood by, looking at Qing'er with heartache, constantly wiping the sweat off her face and encouraging her to keep going.

However, at this moment, the midwife suddenly shouted in panic: "Oh no, the fetus's position is not right, and the fetus's head is stuck"!

Upon hearing the news, Hanxiang's heart suddenly began to tighten.