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The pain in her abdomen surged like a tide, one wave stronger than the other. Meng Wanran finally couldn't help herself and let out a series of heart-wrenching screams, the sound was intertwined with pain.

"Your Highness! Your Highness, it hurts!"

She just felt wetness under her body, probably because her amniotic fluid had broken.

The midwife's weathered hands gently touched her body, but in an instant, beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, and her expression was solemn: "Madam, this child... seems to have a head that is too large, and seems... to be stuck."

If this continues, the child will suffocate to death.

Without much hesitation, she endured the severe pain and shouted, "Quick... use scissors!"

"My lady, this will hurt your body!"

"At this point, there is... no better way. Cut it open quickly."

The midwife had to use scissors to cut open the wound, and the baby was finally born safely.

The pain of stitching made her grit her teeth.

After going through untold hardships, Meng Wanran finally welcomed the birth of a new life. Her whole body was soaked and she felt sweaty.

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"My lady, it's a girl."

A faint cry sounded, but it did not bring her what she wanted. A baby girl lay quietly in the cradle. A look of loss flashed in her eyes.

Fortunately, the room was full of her people, and when she saw the maid secretly bringing in the baby boy, her hope was rekindled.

There was a black mole on the palm of the baby girl's hand when she was born. She touched the mole and cruelly stuffed her own daughter into the arms of the maid, knowing that keeping the child would be a disaster.

Meng Wanran stopped staring at the child and said, "Just find a place to deal with her quickly. Don't leave any trouble behind."

"Yes."

Bailihe's questioning voice could be heard outside the door: "Is the baby born? Is it a boy or a girl?"

Meng Wanran urged, "Hurry up, carry her out."

She didn't want to leave a useless chip behind, as long as she had this baby boy it was enough.

The maid immediately slipped out through the back door carrying the baby girl, while Meng Wanran held the baby boy.

She leaned on the soft pillow, her face pale with a hint of deliberately created weakness, her eyes half closed, her mouth quietly waiting for that moment to come.

"Let His Royal Highness come in!"

As soon as Baili He stepped into the threshold, a faint smell of blood quietly invaded his nose. He subconsciously covered his nose with his sleeve and frowned slightly, "Wanran, is the child a boy or a girl?"

"Your Highness, it's a little grandson of the emperor."

Bailihe's eyes lit up instantly. This was exactly the result he expected. Finally, something happy happened.

"Hurry up and send a message to tell Father, the Emperor, and Mother, the Empress, this great news, so that they can share this joy together."

Baili He quickly picked up the child, his face showing uncontrollable joy, "That's great, dear child, you are my only legitimate son."

He was only concerned about the child and did not ask how Meng Wanran was doing. He was only concerned with teasing the little baby.

Although Meng Wanran complained in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on the outside. She forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, can you give the child a name?"

"For such an important matter as naming, the decision must be made by our father."

Bailihe was so excited that he suddenly smelled a sour smell and couldn't help but ask, "What's that smell?"

Seeing this, the old maid at the side hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "It must be that the child has defecated. Your Highness, let this old slave take care of it!"

He returned the child to the nanny with disgust and yawned. He had stayed up most of the night waiting for Meng Wanran to give birth and now felt sleepy.

"Since you and your child are safe, I will not disturb you any further."

"I am weak and it is difficult for me to get up and see you off. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

As soon as Baili He left, Meng Wanran was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She was still immersed in the tender affection between the two of them just now, but in a flash, he returned to his superior and indifferent attitude, making her sigh that most men in the world are so cold and indifferent.

Hearing the sound of a baby crying, Meng Wanran said impatiently: "Take him away quickly!"

At this moment, the maidservant hurriedly passed by on the dark forest path, preparing to strangle the baby girl and then bury her.

But in the end, he couldn't bear it. "You should have been a rich and beautiful woman, enjoying all the prosperity in the world, but now you can only be reduced to a lonely shadow in the wilderness. All this is not what I want. I hope you don't blame me."

Finally, she couldn't bear to do it, so with trembling hands, the maid gently placed the baby girl on a desolate hillside, where the grass and trees were sparse and the wind was howling.

There are often wild beasts here. Even if she doesn't take action, tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves will soon come out and eat her.

At this moment, the sky was suddenly torn apart, and a dazzling flash of lightning cut through the darkness like a sharp sword, followed by a rumbling thunder that shook every inch of space.

The sudden light made the maid who was about to escape feel nervous. The crying of the child seemed to be swallowed up by the thunder at this moment. She had no time to care about it. She only felt an indescribable fear driving her. She turned around hurriedly and disappeared into the night.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a man in black suddenly appeared and picked up the child.

As Bailihe expected, the mistake he made at the palace banquet that day was indeed pardoned due to the birth of the emperor's grandson, and he was only allowed to accompany the Crown Princess in the East Palace.

Although he escaped this disaster, Baili Jingyao's deep-seated dissatisfaction with the prince's behavior grew like weeds and was difficult to contain.

Meng Wanran gave birth to a child, but she was not happy. She felt disgusted when she saw the baby boy, so she let the wet nurse take care of the child and tried not to see anything herself.

Although the baby boy consolidated her current position, Bailihe's heart could not be won back.

At this moment, Bailihe was leaning leisurely in Wen Daidai's arms, with a hint of emotion inadvertently revealed in his eyes.

"I witnessed the Crown Princess going through labor pains. After giving birth to a child, she looked exhausted and pale, like a withered Epiphyllum, and her former beauty seemed to have disappeared. I have been resentful of that bloody scene since I was a child. Although the child has brought endless joy to the family, his childish cries sometimes turn into wisps of worry, lingering in my heart."

Undaidai gently picked up a bunch of crystal clear grapes, and as her fingertips danced, a plump fruit jumped into Bailihe's slightly opened lips. She smiled and said, "Your Highness, this is how women give birth."

"But Dede, you are different."

As soon as Bailihe said this, he realized the subtlety of his words and quickly added, "My meaning is that although Daidai does not have the burden of childbirth, she also avoids the regret of the easy fading of her beauty after childbirth. People say that women tend to look old after giving birth, but Daidai's figure is still like a newly blooming flower, which is true."

Wen Daidai didn't take his words to heart. She was not interested in having children.

"Your Highness, there is no need to comfort me. Speaking of which, Daidai does have something to ask for, I wonder if Your Highness can grant it?"

"Daidai seldom asks me for anything. If I have any request, I will just tell you directly."

"Yesterday, Dai Dai went to the temple to pray for blessings. On the way back, she happened to find a child deep in the bamboo forest. His birthday was the same as the little grandson's. It was a fate destined by heaven. Thinking that I was unlucky and had no chance to continue my bloodline, I had an idea in my heart - I would like to do this kind deed to accumulate blessings for myself, and also to show my pity for that innocent little life. So I boldly asked Your Highness if Dai Dai could adopt the child into the palace. This would also be Dai Dai's act of charity and virtue."

Bailihe waved his hand nonchalantly, "So that's what it is. If you like it, keep it. It's just a little baby girl anyway."

"Your Highness's kindness will be remembered by Wen Dai Dai in my heart."

She bowed gently, and then ordered the maid to carefully carry the baby girl to the front of the palace. When Bailihe's eyes touched the pink little face, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"Since you have entered this deep palace, let her accompany you. It will be a comfort. If she has not been given a name yet, I am willing to give her a name for her."

"Reporting to Your Highness, it is true that it has not yet been named."

Baili He hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's call her 'Ruoning', which means that if she can grow up safely in the palace, it will be the best peace. Let her take your surname Wen."

"Wen Ruoning..." Wen Daidai repeated in a low voice, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Wen Daidai stood up slowly. Bailihe would never have thought that this was actually his biological daughter.

She wanted to raise the child in the palace so that Meng Wanran could see him with her own eyes.

Meng Wanran thought that everything she did was perfect, and she had no idea that she was already part of the plan.

When Jiang Nianwei heard about this, she was not surprised. She asked Leng Shiyun to give the jade to Meng Wanran in the name of Marquis An Ning, knowing that she could only give birth to a baby girl.

This jade has a special substance. If it is a boy, the baby cannot be born at all.

She explained all the situations to Wendede, but unexpectedly, Wendede offered to adopt the baby girl.

Since it didn't affect her plan anyway, Jiang Nianwei didn't stop it.

On the contrary, she felt that doing so would be a "good show" for the Eastern Palace.

Meng Wanran soon heard that Bailihe did not come to see his own child, but instead spent the whole day in Wen Daidai's palace teasing her adopted baby girl.

"How ridiculous! This child is his biological child. How could His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince,…how could he…"

She struggled to get up, and the maid next to her said, "Madam, you just gave birth a few days ago, so you should not get out of bed and walk around casually."

"I feel much better now. Please help me get dressed. I want to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

This pregnancy had hurt her vitality. As soon as she got off the ground, she felt a sharp pain in her body.

She was even more angry. She had suffered so much for Bailihe, and after giving birth to this child, he started to dislike her!

Meng Wanran was holding her child in her arms, walking hurriedly, with a lot on her mind. She wanted to open the carved wooden door of the Crown Prince's Palace, but was suddenly stopped by an experienced eunuch. He said hesitantly, "Your Highness, His Highness... may not be able to come at this moment."

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"

Meng Wanran didn't care about anything else and rushed in with the child in her arms.

What came into view was a rather eye-catching scene: Wen Daidai was holding her child, shaking the rattle in her hand with a doting look on her face; the crisp ringing of the bell and the child's laughter intertwined together, forming a harmonious picture that made her heart ache.

It seemed as if they were a family of three, and the child she was holding looked like a joke.

She then slowly spoke, "Your Highness..."

"Oh? It's the Crown Princess. Why are you here in person at this time? The child is still young. How can he withstand the cool breeze outside? You should be more careful." After saying this, although the words were full of concern, upon careful listening, they were full of alienation and perfunctory.

"Your Highness, the one I hold in my arms is your own flesh and blood."

"I know what you are talking about!"

She burst into tears and said, "Why don't you come to visit me and my child?"

Wen Dai Dai seemed to have heard a joke and chuckled, "My Lady Crown Princess, why are you here to join in the fun instead of taking a good rest in your bedroom?"

How dare you!" She scolded softly, "How can you gossip and laugh at my affairs!"

An irresistible urge rose in her heart, and she was about to step forward to teach that tactless woman a lesson, but suddenly, she was tripped by a sudden cry.

The crying sound came from the baby girl tightly held in Wen Dai Dai's arms. It was like a sudden thunder in spring, instantly breaking the tranquility around.

Wen Daidai's eyes were as gentle as water, gently falling on the crying baby. Her hand gently touched the baby girl's pink cheek, and she hummed and comforted her softly, "Ruoning, don't be afraid. Your parents don't want you. I want you."

Her voice gradually calmed the baby girl's anxious mood.

Meng Wanran stood aside, her eyes involuntarily attracted by the baby girl's waving hands, which were scratching in the air.

In this casual glance, she vaguely caught a glimpse of a familiar black mole on the baby girl's palm.

Her heart was suddenly filled with shock and she widened her eyes in disbelief - she had clearly made all the arrangements for that child and had her trusted maid handle everything, so why was he here at this moment, crying so vividly?

This must be a coincidence. She tried to calm the waves in her heart and met Wen Dai Dai's eyes.

Wen Daidai looked at her thoughtfully: "My Lady Crown Princess, it is my fault. Your Highness, you should go to the Crown Princess's bedroom and not stay here."

Then, his eyes fell on the baby boy: "This child looks so much like the prince, absolutely, exactly the same."

This sentence made Meng Wanran's heart tremble. Could it be that she had discovered something?

Bailihe stared at the baby boy. "Can you tell who this child looks like? I can't tell."

Meng Wanran felt inexplicably guilty, especially when she looked at the baby girl. In fact, she looked very similar to Bailihe.

I originally wanted to come here to call for an explanation, but now I feel like I have been defeated and I dare not say a word.

She had arranged everything perfectly, so how could such a mistake go wrong?

"Your Highness, why not let Ruoning and the little grandson be raised together, so that the little grandson can be a companion."

Meng Wanran could no longer listen to anything and fled with the child in her arms: "Your Highness, I am feeling unwell and will leave first."

The layout was set. Jiang Nianwei waved her hand and sent an envoy to the Marquis' Mansion to tell Leng Shiyun: "The chessboard has been set. The time is ripe. The curtain can be raised."