Soft and crispy waist

Gu Yizi returned to Beijing early because the peace talks with the Bohe Army required him to provide various wartime information, plus he had to report on his work and the soldiers had to return to the camp. All these things took him so long that he had to get up early and work late.

Xia Zheng never saw him again after that night, but Gu Yizi took advantage of her falling into the water and claimed to the outside world that she had caught a cold. He asked Nanny Liang to seal the door of the courtyard and not let anyone or anything in.

It was a rare moment of peace, and Xia Zheng also seized this last moment to rest and take care of her pregnancy.

She had three meals a day on time, went to bed early and got up early, and read books about childbirth seven or eight times. Cook Yang and Nanny Liang, who had experience in childbirth in the orphanage, were asked about various matters by her all day long.

Xia Zheng also worked hard to make various small clothes, hats and shoes for the baby, fearing that they would not be enough after the baby was born. She even took care of Frost and Snow.

Frost was fine, after all, she had learned housework from her grandmother. But Frost Snow pricked all ten of her fingers but still couldn't make a small sock. She started to compete with him and refused to listen to anyone's advice. She sewed and unsewen the socks over and over again, and they became smaller and more torn.

"Sister Shuangxue, why don't you change the cloth?" Shuangjiang finally couldn't help but speak up to persuade her.

Frost Snow looked at the cloth in her hand which had three holes in it, thought for a moment, and continued to grit her teeth as if she hadn't heard Frost Snow's words.

Shuangjiang wanted to say something, but Xia Zheng waved at her, indicating that she should not disturb Shuangxue.

Shuangjiang could only shrug helplessly, put down the small clothes in her hand, poured Xia Zheng a cup of tea and said, "Auntie, please stop doing it. Watch your eyes carefully. Madam Liang said yesterday that you may have an attack at any time now. You must be careful at all times."

"I'm already sitting here, why aren't you being careful?" Xia Zheng said this, but she still put down the things in her hand, stood up and prepared to take a rest on the bed.

Just as she put her feet on the ground and stood up, before she could fully stand up, Xia Zheng heard a slight cracking sound.

Before I could figure out where the sound came from, I felt a warm current flowing out from below, continuously and uncontrollably.

Is she convenient?

Xia Zheng lowered her head and saw that the hem of her skirt was getting wet visibly, and she suddenly felt something was wrong.

Even if you can't hold it back, the amount won't be that large.

"Aunt! What's wrong with you?" Shuangjiang was so frightened that his hands started shaking.

She reached out and touched the hem of her skirt. There was no red, it wasn't blood.

Fortunately.

As she breathed a sigh of relief, Xia Zheng immediately ordered, "Don't move, hold on to me. Shuangxue, go call Madam Liang and Chef Yang immediately, quickly!"

Frost and Snow rushed out with the torn socks in her hand. When a small puddle of water had begun to gather under Xia Zheng, Nanny Liang and Cook Yang arrived.

Seeing the water on the ground and Xia Zheng's soaked skirt, Nanny Liang immediately called out, "Hurry, hurry, put the concubine on the bed and let her lie down. Go and call the palace doctor and midwife!"

Frost and Chef Yang immediately helped Xia Zheng to lie down on the bed and covered her with a quilt. Frost and Snow hurried out to look for someone without being told.

Although she had prepared for this day a long time ago, Xia Zheng still couldn't control her nervousness and fear when she lay on the bed and knew that she was really about to give birth.

My mind unconsciously recalled everything that happened when Wei Qingqing gave birth, and I kept telling myself to stay calm, I must stay calm.

Her situation is different from Wei Qingqing's. She is not poisoned. This courtyard is full of people from her and Gu Yizi. Nothing will happen. Nothing will happen.

Thinking about what Nanny Liang had told her before, Xia Zheng adjusted her breathing little by little.

On her side, Nanny Liang ordered people to seal all the doors and windows immediately, and cover any drafty places with paper to ensure that no wind could get in. Then she had someone light the stove and place it in the four corners of the small windows, which was warm enough without filling the house with the smell of charcoal.

Then she and Chef Yang took off Xia Zheng's wet clothes and all the red hairpins on her head, tied up all her hair, wiped her body with warm water, and told her all the things she needed to pay attention to during delivery.

Xia Zheng endured the pain and listened carefully to every word, keeping it in mind.

After everything was done, the midwife arrived first.

This was prepared by the mansion two months ago. When Wei Qingqing gave birth, the Wei family prepared it themselves, so they didn't use the mansion's. And no one prepared it for Xia Zheng, so naturally she had to use the mansion's.

As soon as she entered the room, the midwife took a look at Xia Zheng's condition and comforted her, "Don't be nervous, Auntie. It will take some time from the water breaking to the birth. Rest when you are not in pain. Have someone make some rice porridge. Be sure to keep an eye on the fire to make sure it doesn't get cold. Eat a few mouthfuls when you can, so that you will have strength for the birth."

The midwife's words were almost the same as Madam Liang's. Chef Yang also knew it, so she immediately took the job of making porridge and went to the kitchen.

After looking around again, the midwife nodded in agreement and said, "It seems that there are experienced people in the concubine's courtyard. The windows and doors are sealed perfectly. The woman is weak after giving birth, and even more so after giving birth. She can't stand the slightest wind."

As she was speaking, Xia Zheng's stomach started to hurt again, as if countless hands were tearing at her stomach. She had no energy to listen to what the midwife and Nanny Liang said. She only saw Nanny Liang nod and walk out.

"Are you feeling better, Auntie?" The midwife gently wiped the sweat off Xia Zheng's forehead with a warm handkerchief and said gently and affectionately, "Breathe gently. The pain will get worse. I'll press your acupuncture points to help. If you feel any discomfort during the process, just tell me. My name is Auntie Huan."

Xia Zheng gritted her teeth and nodded, indicating that she heard it.

As Mrs. Huan extended her hands to massage Xia Zheng's acupuncture points, she said to Shuangxue, "Miss, please go and see if the porridge has produced any rice oil. If it does, please bring it over immediately."

Frost Snow walked out silently, and Xia Zheng was hit by a new wave of pain, and her breathing became rapid, and she couldn't help but scream.

"Ouch, this is not good."

When Shuangjiang heard that it was not good, he became anxious. "What's not good? Why is it not good? What's wrong with my aunt?"

"This is my aunt's first birth. She has never had any experience with it before. Plus, she is young and can't control herself, so she can't stand the pain. This time may take a long time, and her water has broken. If there is no water in her stomach, the baby may be suffocated, or even..." Mrs. Huan didn't continue, but everyone knew what was going to happen next.

"Then what should we do?" Shuangjiang was so anxious that she was about to cry. She had heard from her grandmother that giving birth for a woman was like stepping half into the gate of hell, especially for a young one, it was extremely dangerous.

"No hurry, no hurry. Just use the decoction to induce labor. I've already had it prepared. I'll go and see if it's healed." Mother Huan stood up and walked out. After taking two steps, she seemed to remember something and turned back to Shuangjiang, saying, "Young lady, come with me. After all, I'm not from the mansion. If someone stops me, it will be a waste of time."

Shuangjiang was so anxious that he could not think much. He quickly got up and followed Mrs. Huan out. Xia Zheng, who was in pain, wanted to say something but could not make a sound.

After the pain passed, Xia Zheng was lying on the bed gasping for breath when she saw someone coming in.

It was Mrs. Huan, holding a bowl of black medicine in her hand.

"Auntie, drink the medicine quickly so you can give birth soon." "Thank you all for your support, I'll add another chapter."