Accidentally dressed as an empress

Yunse's due date is approaching, and the border is in turmoil. Aunt Fang really doesn't know what to do.

She stood outside the Yunji Palace, her brow furrowed in worry. Several imperial physicians stood nearby, barely daring to breathe. Occasionally, they glanced at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness and uneasiness.

"What should we do? Your Majesty has already had a hard time during pregnancy, and now she is worried about this war. What if she has a miscarriage..." Aunt Fang lowered her voice and said to the imperial physician Zhou Jin beside her.

Doctor Zhou sighed softly and shook his head. "We can only pray to God for help. We must also be vigilant at all times. The medicine box is fully stocked with abortion-preserving and tranquilizing drugs. I hope we won't need them."

Inside the hall, Yun Se suppressed his anger, re-examined the sand table, and thought about countermeasures.

But just as she concentrated her mind, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She subconsciously covered her stomach and her face turned pale in an instant. Although she tried her best to endure it, she still let out a muffled groan.

This subtle sound did not escape Aunt Fang's sharp ears. Her heart tightened, and she didn't care about anything else. She pushed the door open and went straight to Yun Se, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" The other imperial doctors also hurried to catch up and quickly surrounded Yun Se.

Yun Se gritted her teeth and waved her hand, "It's okay, just a temporary discomfort." But the fine beads of sweat on her forehead exposed her weakness.

Aunt Fang was distressed. "Your Majesty, your health is more important now. Let's put this war aside for now and let the ministers worry about it. You must take care of yourself and the baby in your womb first."

Yun Se leaned back in her chair and calmed down. "I can't let go. If I retreat now, how can I maintain a stable kingdom and provide for my child to grow up?"

Yunse gently stroked her belly to comfort the fetus in her belly.

Aunt Fang was about to persuade him again, but Yun Se had already sat up straight. "Go, get the latest military report. I want to see if there's any improvement."

Aunt Fang had no choice but to do as she was told, but her steps were particularly heavy.

At night, in Juanshu Palace, Yun Se began to have contractions and was in so much pain that she was covered in cold sweats.

The amniotic fluid also broke, Yun Se grabbed Yi Yuan and exhaled, "I'm going to give birth."

Yi Yuan was a light sleeper, so he quickly stood up and said to the palace guard, "Come here, quickly call the imperial physician! Call the midwife!"

Yi Yuan held Yun Se's hand tightly, his eyes filled with anxiety and heartache. He kept comforting her softly, "Your Majesty, bear with it a little longer. The imperial physician and midwife will be here soon."

The warm handkerchief wiped the beads of sweat on Yun Se's forehead again and again, but the cold sweat still kept coming out.

Yun Se's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his usually heroic brows were now tightly furrowed. Every time a wave of pain came, his body trembled uncontrollably.

Aunt Fang was so anxious that she kept spinning around, directing the palace servants to boil water and get towels, and she was so busy that she had no time to rest.

Several imperial physicians gathered around the bed, taking turns taking the patient's pulse. They all had serious expressions and discussed in low voices.

"How is your Majesty? Why is he in so much pain? How can we relieve your Majesty's pain?" Yi Yuan couldn't help but growl at the imperial doctors, his voice hoarse with worry.

Zhou Jin, the leader, quickly replied, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this is normal labor pain. We have already prescribed a prescription to strengthen your body and replenish your vital energy. Please take the medicine immediately after boiling it to preserve your Majesty's vitality."

Yi Yuan looked down at Yun Se, his heart filled with bitterness. He knew Yun Se couldn't let go of the border war, but with her upcoming birth, her condition was truly worrying. "Your Majesty, you must be safe. The border is under the protection of the generals and soldiers of the Lin and Zhong families," Yi Yuan whispered in Yun Se's ear.

Yun Se shook her head slightly, her breath weak: "How can I be at ease... The tribes on all sides are eyeing us covetously..." Before she finished her words, another wave of severe pain came. She subconsciously grabbed Yi Yuan's hand, and her knuckles turned white.

Outside the window, the night is dark and the wind is howling, as if it is also worried about the tension in the house.

Yi Yuan stayed by the bed, awake all night, and gently stroked Yun Se's hair.

The midwives in the delivery room were busy and exhausted, their clothes soaked with sweat, and they kept muttering auspicious words.

Yun Se's face was pale and she was dying. She clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, using up her last bit of strength.

In the outer hall, Yi Yuan's eyes were red with anxiety. He paced back and forth at the door, and listened from time to time. Every cry of pain was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

Aunt Fang knelt aside and prayed devoutly for the protection of the gods.

After tossing and turning all night, at dawn, Yun Se gave birth to a child in extreme fatigue and pain. The baby's loud cry pierced the bedroom, and everyone's hanging hearts suddenly relaxed.