After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

She knew that Yinzhen had a very pleasant voice, and when he read those storybooks, it didn't sound vulgar, but rather added a bit of liveliness.

But no matter how nice the sound is, it has no effect on relieving pain.

After a series of contractions, Xiyu was already sweating profusely, and the palace maids kept bringing her hot water.

It was not until half an hour later that the midwife confirmed that her cervix was dilated and the delivery got on track.

Yinzhen was afraid of causing trouble, so he could only hold Xiyu's hand and accompany her in silence.

Basins of clear water turned into blood. His face was calm, but he was already anxious in his heart.

"Fujin has given birth once, so she must have experience. Follow me and hold your breath, and use your lower body to push hard—"

"Fujin is smart. She has already seen the young master's hair. The hair is black and shiny, and he is very beautiful."

The midwife was afraid that Xiyu would get discouraged, so she would say something about the fetus to encourage her from time to time.

During this delivery, Xiyu's body was not as healthy as the last time, so her physical strength was consumed particularly quickly, and her hands and feet became cold again before she could do anything.

She knew she didn't have much time left, so she took a short breath to regulate her breathing and then began her next effort.

Finally, after half an incense stick of time, Xiyu felt that it was almost done, and used all her strength in one go...

“Wow~Wow—”

The baby's cry was loud and powerful, and the midwife knew that the young master must be in good health and everything was fine.

She pulled the baby's legs apart and took a look, her face smiling even more broadly, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, it's another little prince."

Yinzhen nodded with a smile, took a quick glance and then looked away. His bright eyes were filled with more heartache for the young concubine.

He took the cotton handkerchief handed to him by Chunshi and carefully wiped the sweat from Xiyu's forehead and neck.

The dirty little baby was swaddled by the midwife.

Xiyu stared at her intently, and when she saw that she wanted to take the child away, she immediately struggled to her feet and stretched out her hand.

"Don't go, let me see."

Her voice was extremely weak and she began to gasp for breath after exerting just a little strength.

"Okay, okay, just lie down and relax."

Her standing up startled Yinzhen, who quickly reached out to support her.

The midwife brought the rosy, wrinkled little ball over to Xiyu, squatted down and approached her, "Our little prince was born very well, he looks good and has a strong body."

In the cradle, the baby's face was less than the size of a palm, round and rosy, with some vernix caseosa still on it.

Xiyu raised her hand with all her strength and gently rubbed his little face with her fingertips. It was indeed soft.

"very nice……"

Her voice was so low, almost breathy.

When her fingers were reluctantly retracted, the little girl reached out and held her fingertips as if she sensed something. She struggled to open her tightly closed eyes, and she didn't know if she was looking for her.

Xiyu felt a sore nose and turned her head away uncomfortably.

"Carry her down."

She withdrew her hand, then curled her fingers together, as if trying to retain the warm and soft touch. Her gray eyes were full of reluctance, and the emotion of parting was so heavy that it was almost impossible to ignore.

Yinzhen didn't think too much about it, thinking that she had just given birth and was not used to the child suddenly leaving her body.

He chuckled, leaned over and held her hand in his, and consoled her, "You've been tired for more than an hour, you should have a good rest first. When you're well rested, ask them to bring the child over to accompany you."

Xiyu turned her head to look at him and hummed lightly.

[It's almost time, if you have anything to say, please say it now. ]

The little snake spirit reminded reluctantly.

Xiyu suddenly grasped Yinzhen's fingers and said, "There are so many portraits stored in the study of Yaoxing Courtyard that the box can hardly hold them all."

Yinzhen: "When the time comes, just ask someone to prepare a box."

Xi Yu suggested, "Honghui and Lingjiao's names are like the sun and the moon, so how about his name be Hongyao?"

"The North Star is called Yaopo. The North Star is bright and long-lasting, and is the most obvious in the night sky."

She had thought of this name early on.

Yinzhen nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

A countdown appeared on the system panel. Qi Xi crawled out of the brocade box, quickly crawled onto Xi Yu's wrist, and the snake body disappeared out of thin air.

There was a snake pattern on Xiyu's wrist, and Yinzhen's attention was diverted before he could say anything.

"There's something in the drawer of the study. Can you get it for me?"

Her voice was weak.

"I'll ask Harutoki to get it."

"You go." Xi Yu interrupted him, her tone somewhat anxious, "Why don't you go in person?"

Yinzhen was a little confused, but still nodded.

It only took him a few steps to get there.

Xiyu smiled, stretched out her hand and pushed him, urging him, "Go quickly."

Seeing the other person walking towards the door at a brisk pace, she lay down on the bed helplessly, suppressing her reluctance and looking around. Only Chun Shi was in the room with her. The others were busy outside, including Nanny Su, Xia Ying, Qiu Xu, Dong Shuang...

And my father, mother and brother, I hope everything goes well for you.

There were only a few seconds left on the system panel. Xiyu curled the corners of her lips and said, "Let's go..."

Her voice was hoarse, her consciousness was somewhat fading, and the scene in front of her eyes was becoming increasingly blurry.

【it is good. 】

Qi Xi responded, and then a circle of light that no one could see suddenly appeared out of nowhere, covering the two of them.

"Wuwuwu...Mother..."

Suddenly, the crying sounds of Honghui and Lingjiao were heard outside the door. Xiyu's mind cleared up for a moment, and tears could no longer fill her eyes and slid down her eyes.

She also wanted to see the two children, but the delivery room was filled with the smell of blood and they could not be allowed in.

Xiyu smiled bitterly and slowly closed her eyes...

At the same time, Hongyao, whose body was carefully wiped by the midwife, also burst into tears, and his cry was sad.

In the study, Yinzhen opened the drawer, but there was nothing inside except the account book.

He frowned slightly. Could it be that the young lady wanted to look at the account book at this time?

After hesitating for a moment, he still reached out to take the account book. Before he touched it, his heart suddenly seemed to skip a beat and a bad premonition came to his mind.