A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

When Prince Shun heard this, his face became even uglier, but he did not dare to openly disobey the order. He just shouted at Fuquan unwillingly:

"Fuquan, the reason I came here is to ask my father to sign the divorce agreement. How can I discuss this with the regent? Go and tell them that I must see my father."

Fuquan bowed slightly and said, "Your Highness Prince Shun, the emperor's body is really not able to stand the torture right now. The decree has been issued, and I dare not disobey. I hope Your Highness will not embarrass me."

Prince Shun snorted coldly, glared at Fuquan, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left angrily.

The ministers looked at each other, and seeing that Prince Shun had left, they felt it was not appropriate to stay any longer, so they also dispersed.

Fuquan hurried back to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, only to see Emperor Kangren, who was so furious that he threw the teacup on the table to the ground, sending pieces flying everywhere.

"Murong Xuanyi, this rebellious and evil son, actually dared to threaten me!"

Emperor Kang Ren's eyes were wide open as if they were about to spit fire, his chest was heaving violently, and his face was ashen, obviously he was extremely angry.

Seeing this, Fuquan hurried forward, knelt on the ground with a plop, and anxiously comforted:

"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down! The imperial physician said before that the poison in your body cannot withstand your anger. What will happen if you get sick from anger?"

"Fuquan," Emperor Kangren said with gritted teeth, "that beast threatened that if I didn't do as he said, he would divorce all my concubines.

If this really comes true, I will be completely alone. Even if I die, I will not be able to face my ancestors."

When Fuquan heard this, he was shocked and beads of sweat instantly oozed out of his forehead. He kowtowed and said:

"Your Majesty, the current situation is really unfavorable to us. I hope Your Majesty will be patient for a while and not hurt your body because of your anger. As long as you are healthy, we will make a long-term plan in the future and we will definitely find a way to check and balance him."

Emperor Kang Ren sighed and said, "Alas! The fourth and sixth brothers are no match for Murong Xuanyi. It's hard to count on them."

Murong Xuanyi returned to Prince Jing's Mansion and did not see Yuan Ying, as Yuan Ying had asked for leave today. Murong Xuanyi thought she was too tired and wanted to take a rest.

Then he asked Yuxi, "Mammy, where did the princess go?"

Yuxi replied respectfully: "In reply to your Highness, the princess went to the Eight Immortals Tower. As for the specific reason, I really don't know."

When Murong Xuanyi heard this, his brows slightly furrowed, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, and he immediately asked: "When she went out, did she take Xie An and the others with her?"

Yuxi quickly responded, "I brought it, Your Highness. The princess told you not to worry, she will be back soon."

When Murong Xuanyi heard that Yuan Ying had taken Xie An and the others with him, he felt a little relieved. Then he turned and walked towards the study. After all, there were still many important matters waiting for him to deal with.

At the moment, Yuan Ying was busy in the kitchen of the Eight Immortals House. Murong Xuanyi's birthday was coming up in a few days, and she wanted to give him a surprise. After much thought, she decided to make a cake to celebrate his birthday.

But making a cake is not an easy task for Yuan Ying. She has only seen what a cake looks like and roughly knows what it is made of, but she has no idea how to make it.

Yuan Ying stayed in the kitchen of the Eight Immortals House for the entire morning, studying how to make cakes with the chef.

The chef had seen all kinds of traditional dishes and snacks in his daily life, but this cake was really a new thing for him. He had never come across it before and was full of curiosity.

So he discussed with Yuan Ying with extra devotion, and the two of them tried to figure out a suitable method to make this novel cake bit by bit.

After a day of exploration and discussion, Yuan Ying and the chef finally had some ideas in the evening. Although they couldn't say how perfect the cake would be, at least they had a general appearance and method.

Yuan Ying looked at the rough cake prototype on the table with a gratified smile on his face, thinking that with a few more days and more practice, he should be able to make a very beautiful cake. Thinking of Murong Xuanyi's surprise when he saw it, he felt that it was all worth it.

Yuan Ying rushed to the palace. As soon as she entered the palace gate, Wan Qiu came up to her and told her that the prince was handling affairs in the study. Yuan Ying then walked towards the study.

Yuan Ying pushed open the door and walked in. Hearing the noise, Murong Xuanyi looked up and saw that it was Yuan Ying. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes for an instant, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"You're back. Why did you take so long to get to the Eight Immortals Tower today? Are you tired?"

Murong Xuanyi stood up, walked to Yuan Ying and asked with concern, looking at her as if trying to find out what she had done that day.

Yuan Ying smiled and shook his head, blinked his eyes playfully, and said: "I'm not tired, I have made great gains today. But I can't tell you now, you will know it naturally on your birthday in a few days."

Seeing her so mysterious, Murong Xuanyi became even more curious, but he did not force her to ask. He just smiled dotingly and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for your surprise."

The two of them walked out of the study side by side and headed towards the front hall to prepare for dinner.

The palace guard hurried over to report, his voice carrying a hint of respect and urgency: "Your Highness, the steward of the Wei Mansion outside the door wants to see you."

Murong Xuanyi frowned, wondering why Wei Ruchi sent someone to find him at this time, and immediately ordered the palace guards: "Let him in."

Then, he turned to look at Yuan Ying with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Yuan Ying also looked curious, and the two of them quickened their pace and walked towards the hall.

When they arrived at the hall, they saw the steward of the Wei Mansion, who was dressed in plain clothes. He hurriedly bowed to Murong Xuanyi and Yuan Ying, with a look of anxiety on his face:

"Your Highness, Princess, I am sorry to bother you because my wife is about to give birth, and Lord Wei sent me to ask the princess for help."

Murong Xuanyi and Yuan Ying were both stunned. Yuan Ying hurriedly asked, "How is the princess now?"

The housekeeper hurriedly replied, "To answer the princess's question, the lady has had a stomachache since morning, and the pain has lasted for a long time, but the baby has not been delivered smoothly. Lord Wei is very anxious, so he arranged for me to come and invite the princess."

Yuan Ying looked worried after hearing this, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, and immediately said, "There's no time to lose, let's go over and take a look."

Murong Xuanyi also nodded and said, "I'll go with you." After that, he told Fang Yang to prepare the carriage, and the group hurried to Wei Mansion.

When they arrived at the Wei Mansion, before they even entered the inner courtyard, they could hear painful groans coming from the house. Yuan Ying's heart suddenly tightened and he quickened his pace and walked into the delivery room.

Anyang's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Wei Ruchi wiped Anyang's sweat with concern.

The midwife hurriedly bowed slightly to Wei Ruchi, with an anxious look on her face, and said:

"Sir, this is the delivery room. Men are not allowed to come in. Please go outside and wait for news. We are taking good care of Madam here. We will inform you immediately if there is any situation."

Wei Ruchi frowned, looking stubborn, and said firmly: "I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here."

As he spoke, he leaned forward again, his eyes full of heartache and worry, as if he wanted to take all the pain that Anyang was enduring at the moment on himself.

Seeing this, Anyang's already pale face showed even more pain. She bit her lip, enduring the waves of severe pain, and said in a weak but unyielding tone:

"Brother Ruchi, please go out first. If you stay here, I...I will feel uneasy. Go out and wait, ah."

She raised her hand and wanted to push Wei Ruchi, but there was really no strength in her hand, so she just rested lightly on his arm.

Wei Ruchi had no intention of leaving. Seeing this, Yuan Ying said, "You'd better leave. You can't be of any use here, and you'll only distract Anyang."

When Wei Ruchi heard Yuan Ying say this, although she was reluctant in her heart, she was afraid that if she stayed here she would become more uneasy and affect her production. After hesitating for a long time, she finally gritted her teeth and slowly stood up.

He held Anyang's hand tightly, and said with a trembling voice: "Madam, I will go out first. If you...if you feel any pain, just shout out. I will be waiting outside. I will come in as soon as I get any news."

Anyang nodded slightly, forced a weak smile, and replied softly: "Well, don't worry, I will be fine."

Wei Ruchi then walked out of the delivery room, looking back every few steps. When he passed by Yuan Ying, his eyes were red, and he looked at Yuan Ying with a bit of helplessness and said, "Fifth sister-in-law..."

Yuan Ying hurried forward, patted his shoulder, and said, "She will be fine."

After that, Yuan Ying walked quickly into the delivery room and came to Anyang. Anyang's breath was getting weaker and weaker at this time. Yuan Ying felt distressed and quickly called the midwife aside to ask about the specific situation.

The midwife said anxiously, "Princess, the fetus' position is not right. I have helped her adjust it, but the baby just won't come out. If it continues like this, I'm afraid..." The midwife didn't dare to say the rest of the words, but everyone present understood what she meant.

Yuan Ying frowned. Although she was not a professional midwife, she had heard about the dangers of malpositioned fetuses during childbirth in modern society.

She quickly left the delivery room and said to Wei Ruchi, "Anyang, the fetus is in an abnormal position and may need a cesarean section. Go to Yuan Mansion and invite my master over."

When Wei Ruchi heard this, his face turned pale instantly, his eyes full of fear and worry, "Caesarean section? This..., Fifth Sister-in-law, can Anyang bear it?"

Lord Wei, Madam Wei and Murong Xuanyi who were present were all frightened.

Yuan Ying said hurriedly, "The situation is critical now. I don't have time to explain to you. If we don't have a caesarean section, I'm afraid both the adult and the child will be in danger. My master is an excellent doctor. With him around, we will have a much better chance. You should go quickly and don't delay."

Wei Ruchi said, "Okay, I'll go right away. Fifth sister-in-law, please take care of Anyang first." After that, he ran out like the wind, and while running, he loudly ordered the servants to prepare fast horses.

Yuan Ying hurried back to the delivery room, tightly held Anyang's hand, and comforted her softly: "Anyang, don't be afraid. We have asked someone to invite my master. He has superb medical skills. Just hold on a little longer."

Anyang nodded weakly, his lips were bloodless, but he still managed to speak: "Fifth sister-in-law...thank you for your hard work...I...I believe you..."

Not long after, a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds came from outside. Yuan Ying knew that it must be his master coming. He was delighted and hurried out to greet him.

Hua Qiansong was seen covered in dust and with a serious expression on his face. A few students followed him, carrying medicine boxes and rushing to the delivery room.

Madam Wei looked at so many men entering her daughter-in-law's delivery room and said unhappily:

"How shameless! The delivery room is a private place for women to give birth. How can we allow men to come and go as they please? If this gets out, how will others talk about our Wei family?"

Wei Ruchi said unhappily: "Mother, is Anyang more important or is reputation more important now?"

Madam Wei wanted to say something, but Mr. Wei just shook his head at her.

In the delivery room, Yuan Ying hurriedly said, "Master, please go and check on Anyang."

Hua Qiansong said nothing more, and walked quickly into the delivery room. He first carefully checked Anyang's condition, then took his pulse, frowned even more tightly, and said after a moment:

"This fetal position is really tricky. Now it seems that a caesarean section is indeed a helpless measure, but I have never performed a caesarean section on anyone. This..."

All the people he practiced with before were dogs, and the body structure of this man and that of a dog is very different.

Yuan Ying said anxiously: "Master, I believe you can do it. We can't just watch the princess and the child get into trouble."

Hua Qiansong nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Well, let's get ready. You guys, go and bring in all the surgical tools I brought and disinfect them with alcohol." The students responded quickly and went to prepare as instructed.

Then he said to another student, "Prepare to give the princess Ma Fei San."

Master Yuan turned to Yuan Ying and said, "Xiaoying, you help me, and we will do our best."

Yuan Ying responded, stood beside the master, and helped pass the things that were needed. The atmosphere in the delivery room was extremely tense, and everyone held their breath, hoping that this difficult delivery could go smoothly.

The people outside the room were also extremely anxious, and Wei Ruchi paced back and forth outside the delivery room.

Although Old Madam Wei still had some complaints about the man entering the delivery room, at this moment she was completely concerned about the safety of Anyang and the child in the delivery room. She looked at the closed door of the delivery room from time to time, her eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Old Master Wei frowned and sighed silently.

Murong Xuanyi also had a solemn look on his face, worried about Anyang's safety. At the same time, he was also glad that Yuan Ying did not have to go through the pain of childbirth.

In the delivery room, as the Ma Fei San gradually took effect, Anyang's expression relaxed a little and he gradually fell asleep. Under the candlelight, Hua Qiansong took a deep breath and picked up the sterilized scalpel, but his hands were shaking slightly.

After all, this was something that had never been done on a human being, but looking at Anyang's weak appearance, he gritted his teeth, calmed himself, and carefully dropped the knife.

Yuan Ying was so nervous that his palms were sweating. He stared at his master's movements without blinking and helped pass various instruments, not daring to breathe.

Time seemed to have frozen, and every second seemed to be extremely long. Fortunately, Hua Qiansong was a skilled doctor and his operation was orderly. Time seemed to have become extremely long. Finally, the clear cry of a baby broke the tense atmosphere.