Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1782

After the six wet nurses were selected, Bei Hui led them to sign the indentures. If the three children could be born safely, these wet nurses would stay in the young master's mansion to serve, and naturally they would hold the indentures in their hands.

Her master was determined to give birth to three live babies! She was so determined that Bei Hui had no doubts about it. She felt that whatever her master wanted to do would be accomplished.

Hong Que took the wet nurses downstairs and gave them places to live. Those who were not selected were given thick red envelopes, so no one was unhappy.

Everyone was worried. If it was successful today, it would mean the birth of a new child. How many children would it be? It was unknown.

No one can say for sure whether it can be added.

This is also the reason why people who are on good terms with Shi Anxia must stay in the Young Master's Mansion. They always feel that more popularity means more power.

Everyone was looking forward to Shi Anxia's smooth delivery. If the prince consort had trouble, giving birth to a child wouldn't be difficult.

Yao Sheng led everyone to Yu Sheng Pavilion, leaving only Wei Cailing in the warm room of Ting Lan Courtyard.

At the end of the Chen hour, induction of labor begins.

First, Zhuo Qiran used blood to control the Gu through the screen, preventing it from interfering with Shi Anxia's normal production. At the same time, he used blood to nourish the Gu and prevent it from dying.

After he finished what he was supposed to do, he left, returned to the courtyard of Shensiyuan, and fell asleep.

Then it was Shen Siyuan's turn to use the Jingzhe needle.

He focused his eyes, took a deep breath, sweat broke out on his forehead, and took out thirty-six Jingzhe needles from the brocade box.

Under the candlelight, those black needles as thin as cow hair glowed faintly, and dark red lines could be vaguely seen flowing at the tips of the needles.

It was a secret weapon made from a hundred-year-old lightning-struck peach wood core soaked in a highly poisonous substance. This was Shen Siyuan's real specialty.

He pinched the first needle between his thumb and index finger. His hand was surprisingly steady, but the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead revealed his tense mind.

When the needle tip touched the acupuncture point on An Xia's wrist, a layer of blood mist suddenly appeared on the ebony, and the needle tail moved without wind, making a buzzing sound.

Only Shi Anxia was eerily calm from beginning to end.

She lay on her back on the brocade quilt, her black hair spread out like clouds. Although her face was as pale as paper, her eyebrows and eyes were as calm as water, as if her body was covered by an invisible golden bell, invulnerable to swords and guns, and all the pain, fear and uncertainty were blocked out.

She thought that when her husband returned, he would be so happy to see a few little people with eyes and eyebrows similar to his.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she suddenly felt an unprecedented pain in her abdomen. It was so painful that she felt dizzy and her ten fingers scratched the brocade quilt, making a sound of tearing cloth.

Upon seeing this, Shen Yuanshi immediately withdrew the needle, leaving a streak of dark red blood on the needle tip. He quickly left the inner room, his robes causing a gust of wind.

Liang Yanbing took a quick step forward to take over the position, while Madam Meng had already rolled up her sleeves and was waiting. The eight midwives performed their duties as if they had practiced a thousand times: two held down Shi Anxia's kicking legs, three spread out silver basins and plain towels at the end of the couch, and the rest waited outside the tent holding ginseng slices and soup.

One hour passed, then two hours passed, and Tang Chujun paced back and forth outside, feeling dizzy.

There was no sound coming from the delivery room, which made people even more panicked.

Basins of shocking blood were being carried out. Wei Cailing was so frightened that she dared not breathe. She opened the door of the warm room and stuck her head out to take a look.

She remembered the excruciating pain and how she screamed as if she was being tortured to death.

But why didn't Xia'er move at all?

At the same time, servants from the Marquis' Mansion came to report that there was a fire in the Mansion.