After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Then Yan Mobai took another soft pillow and stuffed it behind her, letting her lean on it: "How does it feel?"

Ning Miao leaned there half-lying, frowned and shook his head slightly, without answering.

She had to conserve her energy.

Some time ago, she read a lot of books about pregnancy and childbirth. Did she know what she would experience next?

The contractions were just beginning and she could still bear it.

Seeing her shaking her head, Yan Mobai became even more worried. He didn't know whether her shaking of the head meant that she was feeling uncomfortable or if she was fine. So he sat down on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and kept looking at her.

Lan Ying wrote a letter to Chi Feng and sent it by pigeon. Then, he followed Yikong's instructions and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Yikong was preparing various things needed for delivery.

Although he had no experience in this area, because Ning Miao was pregnant, he had read a lot of books on the subject during these days.

He had already sharpened a pair of black iron scissors and prepared some clean cotton cloth, a clean copper basin, and a scale with a weighing pan.

Ginseng slices and moxa sticks.

He filled the lamp with oil and burned the scissors for later use.

He burned the charcoal brazier in the side room even more vigorously.

Ning Miao felt more and more uncomfortable, and sweat oozed out of his forehead.

Yan Mobai took out a handkerchief and wiped her gently.

But as soon as he finished wiping it, he started sweating again, and the loose hair on his forehead was wet with sweat.

"Ning Miao..."

Yan Mobai held her hands with one hand and wiped her sweat with a handkerchief with the other.

Ning Miao was actually very nervous, both in pain and nervous.

Because she read a lot of books, she knew better that it was not easy for a woman to give birth.

As people say, when a woman gives birth, she has one foot in the coffin.

She didn't know if she would be successful.

She also doesn't know whether the baby is okay. After all, it is not yet full term and premature babies have high risks.

She was worried about herself and her children.

But she found that Yan Mobai seemed more nervous than her.

She could feel the tension in his whole body, his tense jaw, his tense expression, his tense movements, even his breathing was tense.

"I'm fine. This is what happens when women give birth. There will be contractions at first. Don't worry..." Ning Miao spoke in a hoarse voice.

Yan Mobai pursed his lips, said nothing, and wrapped her hand tighter in his palm.

He has read a lot of books on the subject these days, and he also consulted his midwife about this aspect.

He knew what she was going through.

He knew that she had always been strong, and when she said it was okay, she was just trying her best to endure it.

If possible, he wished he could suffer for her.

Yikong came over and saw that neither of them spoke, one of them frowned and tried to hold back, the other was tense all over, and both of them were sweating profusely.

Yes, two people.

"You can't do this. You have to speak up. Say something to distract her attention." Yikong said to Yan Mobai.

There was another half sentence he didn't say: Distract yourself.

Yan Mobai nodded, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Let me tell you about the case in the Dali Temple..."

As soon as he said this, he found that his voice was extremely hoarse.

"Are you trying to tell me that you are not doing your job improperly by telling me about your great achievements?" Yikong asked.

Yan Mobai: "......"

Ning Miao: “…”

"I just don't know what to say." This time Yan Mobai explained.

Yikong looked at him.

Of course he knew that he didn't know what to say, he just asked this question deliberately to distract their attention.

"Let's talk about something happy. All the cases in the Dali Temple are big cases. They are either violent or bloody. Moreover, when you talk about a case, Xiao Miao has to use his brain." Yikong said.

Yan Mobai thought about it and decided to do it.

happy.

He was silent for a long while.

There seemed to be nothing particularly happy in his memory. The happiest thing in his life was meeting the woman in front of him.

Ning Miao endured the pain and looked at him, watching him rack his brains.

It was difficult for him to know this.

"Tell me when you fell in love with me..." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai looked at her.

"When?" Ning Miao asked again.

Yan Mobai narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment.

"I... don't know exactly when."

He really doesn't know.

"By the time I realized it, I was already in deep trouble," Yan Mobai said.

Yikong felt his nerves tense as he listened from the side.

"It's ok to say sweet words, just continue, call me if you need anything."

Yikong walked out of the room in a hurry.

There were only two of them left in the room.

Ning Miao felt the pain becoming more and more intense.

Didn’t the book say that contractions come with a pause and then a break? Why didn’t she feel any break?

"Yan Mobai, will I die?" she asked breathlessly.

Yan Mobai's heart and soul trembled.

She had asked him the same question before, beside Mr. Shi's hot spring pool. She asked him this question because of the three years she had gone through.

At that time, he felt calm because he knew that the snake bone was the antidote and he could get the antidote.

"No." He replied in the same firm voice as last time.

But my heart was in chaos.

"Yan Mobai, I feel that if I die, I will definitely be reborn, because... because you have blocked my reincarnation." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai was stunned.

So, is this the reason why the two of them will be reborn?

He broke her cycle of reincarnation.

She also stopped his reincarnation.

Since none of them can reincarnate, they are all reborn?

"If you die, I will go with you, and then we will be reborn together. I hope to be reborn before you and get you first." Yan Mobai said.

Yikong and Lanying were bringing in hot water when they heard these words.

"I asked you to say sweet words, not last words. Do you think you are a god? And you want us to be reborn together? You are the Chief Justice of Dali Temple. Have you ever seen anyone reborn?" Yikong was speechless.

Yan Mobai did not refute him. He looked at Ning Miao and they both smiled.

Ning Miao finished laughing and then frowned in pain.

The cramps in her stomach became worse and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Seeing her gritting her teeth and enduring it, Yan Mobai felt very distressed, but he could only feel the pain and anxiety.

"Scream out if it hurts."

Finally, he ordered Lan Ying: "Go and see why the people haven't arrived yet?"

Lan Ying took the order and left.

Yikong came over again to check Ning Miao's pulse, his brows slightly furrowed.

"What's the matter?" Yan Mobai asked.

"Soon!"

Yan Mobai looked at the clock in the corner, feeling extremely anxious.

Ning Miao was in so much pain that he was exhaling more than breathing in. Although he was trying hard to hold it in, he could no longer bear it and groaned in pain.

Yikong lit the thousand-year-old ginseng slices he had prepared earlier, placed them in the incense burner, and then moved the incense burner to the bedside.

When Prince An and Chi Feng arrived with two midwives, Ning Miao was almost fainting from the pain.

The whole person looked like he had been fished out of the water, barely breathing.

"Hurry, everyone, get out and prepare to deliver the baby!"

The midwife was preparing the instruments while the other was anxious to get the person out.