The queen has four sons and six daughters, and she can call the wind and rain

Every New Year's Eve, the queen would become very nervous, fearing that something might go wrong, so she would bathe and fast in a small Buddhist temple for five days in advance. Perhaps her sincerity moved the heavens, and this year's New Year's Eve was truly safe and sound, and passed smoothly.

The two queen dowagers were very happy and rewarded her with many things. Qi Yejing also praised her in public, saying that she managed the affairs well and rewarded her with many things.

The queen was very happy and looked at the concubines with much more kindness.

When we went to Fengyi Palace on the first day of the Lunar New Year, everyone received reward money and gifts, and everyone was happy the whole day.

At the end of January, both Qingning Palace and Yongshou Palace became tense, and everyone was on high alert to prevent their masters from giving birth suddenly.

On the morning of the second day of February, Yun Zhining was walking in the yard with Xiao Pu Tao and Zhou Baozhu. Suddenly, she felt a pain in her stomach. She reached out and touched it, saying calmly.

"I'm going to give birth."

Zhou Baozhu was stunned at first, then she held her face and screamed.

"Qingzhu, Aunt Qi, come quickly, Sister Ming is about to give birth!"

Qingzhu and Nanny Qi had experienced this once before, so they were naturally not that panicked. They quickly set up the delivery room and helped Yun Zhining in to give birth.

Little Grape was naturally left to Zhou Baozhu's care.

Outside the hall, Little Grape clutched Zhou Baozhu's clothes tightly, not daring to breathe.

"Madam Zhou, my mother, will she be okay?"

Although Zhou Baozhu was nervous, she still had to remain calm in front of Xiao Pu Tao.

If she panicked, Little Grape would be even more scared.

She couldn't help Sister Ming. If she couldn't even take care of Little Grape, how could she have the face to stay with Sister Ming?

She rubbed Little Grape's head and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, your mother has already given birth to a child once, and the second time will definitely go smoothly. It won't be long before she gives birth to your brother."

"That's good."

The news of Yun Zhining's childbirth quickly spread throughout the harem. As soon as Qi Yejing received the news, he brought people over and waited outside the palace with little Putao in his arms.

At the same time, in Yongshou Palace, Concubine Wende's expression was particularly ugly.

"My lady, what should we do now?"

Originally, they planned to prepare labor-inducing drugs after paying their respects today so that Madam Ying could give birth.

The first child is more difficult to conceive, but if a child is born before midnight on the third day of the second lunar month, it will be an auspicious child and will give you a better chance of winning in the future competition for the throne.

Who would have thought that they had just returned from paying their respects and the labor-inducing medicine had not yet been prepared, but they learned that the one in Qingning Palace had gone into labor.

Concubine Wende wanted to rush to Qingning Palace and stab Yun Zhining to death with a sword, leaving her with two bodies.

"Seal off the Yongshou Palace, quickly prepare the labor-inducing medicine, and force Ying to give it down. No matter what method you use, even if it means forcibly pulling her, you must make her give birth before the end of the Hai hour. It absolutely cannot be delayed until tomorrow's Zi hour."

"If necessary, it is okay to sacrifice the Ying family."

Anyway, the child will belong to her after it is born. It would be better if Ying died, so that no one would snatch the child from her in the future.

With this child, if her father and his disciples make another achievement, she might be able to surpass the four main wives and become the third wife. At that time, she will be one step closer to the position of queen.

So she had to have this child no matter what.

In the side hall, Ying was lying on the bed embroidering when she saw a group of people rushing in, led by Yu Teng, the senior palace maid beside Concubine Wende.

She was startled.

"Miss Yuteng, what are you doing..."

Yu Teng did not say anything, but raised her hand and waved. Two burly old women rushed up and grabbed her arms tightly. A palace maid came over with a bowl of soup, pinched her mouth open, and poured it in without leaking a drop.

Ying fell heavily on the bed. Her body was extremely weak and she felt a needle-like pain in her abdomen.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"A drug that induces labor."

"The one from Qingning Palace has already started the movement. Miss Ying definitely doesn't want your child to lose to Yun Zhining's child."

"As long as you can give birth to the baby before the end of the Hai hour, you will definitely be rich and prosperous in the future. But if you give birth to the baby at tomorrow's midnight, not only you, but also your child will have a hard time in the future."

"Bring the midwife in, clean up the mess, and help Madam Ying give birth."

"Yes, Sister Yu Teng."

Ying was just a woman of low status and not favored by the emperor. She could only live in Yongshou Palace and be disciplined by Concubine Wende. She had few people serving her.

Some of those people had already been bribed by Concubine Wende, and some were held down by others, so they had no way to save her at all.

Surrounded by enemies, Ying was isolated and helpless. He could only cry out to heaven and earth for help but no one would help him.

Whether you can survive depends entirely on whether God is merciful.

It was Ying's first childbirth, which was already difficult. She was forced to drink a drug that induced labor, and her birth canal was forced open, which was particularly painful.

No one in the room cared about her life or death. Everyone's attention was focused on her, waiting for the arrival of the little prince.

After waiting from morning till night, Concubine Wende became impatient and kept urging the people inside. Finally, they saw the little prince's head.

The midwife was overjoyed.

"Madam Ying, keep working hard, and the little prince's head will come out."

Now that the head is out, the rest will be easy.

Ying's head shook like a rattle.

"No, I have no strength left. I can't hold on any longer."

"Miss Yuteng, what should we do?"

If the mother has no strength, the baby cannot be born and will be suffocated to death.

Concubine Wende had waited so long to get to this day. If she had gotten a stillbirth, she would have been furious, and none of them would have survived.

Compared to them, Yu Teng was much calmer.

"Her Majesty guessed that this situation would occur, and ordered people to prepare the ginseng soup early in the morning. I'll have someone bring it in. You quickly feed it to Madam Ying. Make sure she gives birth to the little prince before Ming Yuerong."

"have you understood?"

"I understand."

After drinking the ginseng soup, Lady Ying regained some strength and was finally able to continue giving birth.

Another half an hour later, the little prince's head finally came out.

Yu Teng's face lit up with joy.

"Quickly pull the little prince's hands and feet out, don't let the queen wait anxiously."

"No!"

Madam Ying cried out.

"Miss Yu Teng, if you give me another half an hour, I will definitely give birth to the little prince."

"Please, don't pull his arms and legs, please!"

Yu Teng just rolled his eyes at her.

"You can wait for half an hour, but the queen can't."

"Ming Yuerong is about to give birth, your child must be born before hers."

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and do it!"

"If the little prince is born later than the one in Qingning Palace, watch out for your heads."