Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Midwife Hu has been delivering babies for over 20 years and knows that giving birth under these circumstances is actually more dangerous.

If there is pain, it means that the mother's uterine contractions are strong, and in this case, childbirth will actually be faster.

"Young mistress, relax, let me examine you~" Midwife Hu told Zhao Feng to raise her legs. Because she wasn't wearing underpants, Zhao Feng was a little embarrassed.

Midwife Hu, being a worldly woman, noticed her embarrassment and quickly comforted her, "Young mistress, don't be shy, now is not the time to be embarrassed~"

"Ah~"

Just then, Zhao Feng exclaimed in surprise, feeling a heat on her thigh, as if something was flowing out.

"Oh no! Young mistress, your water has broken!"

The midwife, Hu, became anxious: "Young mistress, quickly put your feet up, the baby is about to be born."

"Here it comes, here it comes, the hot water is here!" Su Ma and the maid brought in the hot water.

Upon learning that her water had broken, Su's mother became even more anxious and saw Zhao Feng's embarrassment.

Su Ma stamped her foot immediately: "Oh dear! Young Madam, what time is it? The amniotic sac has broken. If the baby stays in there for too long, it will suffocate. Even if it is born, it will be an idiot."

Zhao Feng shuddered and quickly straightened her legs. The midwife inserted her finger to check and found that the cervix was only dilated to five-tenths. She immediately frowned and said, "No, the cervix is ​​only dilated to five-tenths. We have to wait a little longer."

Time passed by, and the midwife tried several more times, but found that the cervix was still not fully dilated. At this moment, Zhao Feng suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her.

"Young Madam, are you feeling unwell? Does your stomach hurt? Do you feel like you need to poop?"

Zhao Feng shook her head: "No~ I just feel a little sleepy right now!" As she spoke, Zhao Feng's eyelids drooped.

She doesn't know why, she was so energetic just now, but now that she's about to give birth, why is she suddenly sleepy?

"Young mistress, wake up! Don't sleep!" Midwife Hu patted Zhao Feng's face.

I'm sleepy~

At this moment, Zhao Feng's eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and she kept saying she wanted to sleep.

The cervix is ​​only dilated to 60 degrees, and the mother's water has broken but she is not having any contractions. Most importantly, her eyes are closed and she wants to sleep.

Midwife Hu's face was grave; her worst fears had come true.

Midwife Hu pulled Su Ma aside and asked in a low voice, "Su Ma, the situation is not good right now. Where is your young master?"

Aunt Su was shocked: "Is the young mistress alright? The young master has been busy lately and hasn't been home for a few days."

“Young mistress, this is not good. It looks like you’re having a difficult labor.” Midwife Hu expressed her concern: “Your water has broken, your cervix is ​​not fully dilated, and you’re not having any contractions. The mother is about to fall into a coma. All of these factors combined make this extremely dangerous.”

"If we're not careful, it could result in the death of both mother and child; neither the adult nor the child could be saved."

She has been delivering babies for over 20 years, but she has never encountered a situation like this before.

Su's mother was extremely anxious: "What should we do? The young master isn't home right now, and there's no one to talk to."

The midwife glared at her and urged, "Then what are you standing there for? Hurry up and send someone to inform your young master."

"Oh, oh!" Su Ma realized what was happening and quickly ran to Zhao Feng's side, patting her face: "Young Madam, don't sleep anymore, I'll call the young master back right now."

Zhao Feng felt as if her eyelids weighed a ton, and she couldn't open them.

Seeing that Su Ma's words had no effect, Hu the midwife quickly slapped Zhao Feng's face to keep her from sleeping.

To put it bluntly, she was really afraid that if the young mistress fell asleep, she might never wake up again.

When Su Ma came out, she saw Afu and several maids waiting at the door.

"Aunt Su, how is the young mistress?"

When they saw Su Ma come out, everyone went to greet her.

Aunt Su shook her head, her face grave as she looked at Afu: "Afu, the young mistress is having a difficult childbirth. Go quickly and fetch the young master back, quick!"

Hearing what Su Ma said, everyone's hearts sank.

"Oh, oh~"

Afu quickly turned around, almost tripping in his haste.

Su Ma paced anxiously back and forth, then suddenly remembered someone and quickly said to the maid beside her, "Hongju, hurry to the Liu residence and invite Miss Zhaolian over. Tell her that the young mistress is having a difficult childbirth."

"it is good!"

Hongju didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly turned around and walked out.

……

Ruyi Gate

Song Wenjie, dressed in official robes, had barely slept for the past few nights, guarding the palace gates day and night. He looked haggard and had a full beard.

At this moment, he was standing in the war room on the city wall, looking at the simple palace route map in front of him with a solemn expression.

This route map was found on a Xiongnu man. After being subjected to severe torture, the Xiongnu man revealed that there were five such route maps in total.

They sent several people over there, all with the aim of killing the emperor and then launching a coordinated attack from within and without during the chaos.

So far, only two have been caught. Unfortunately, one of them has already committed suicide by poisoning. The other was caught because he remembered that he had a pregnant wife at home and suddenly did not want to die.

"My lord, what should we do now?" Liu Yu asked earnestly, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

According to the man who just spoke, three people are still missing, and we need to find them as soon as possible.

But now that it's dark, the search has become more difficult.

Song Wenjie made up his mind: "Here's what we'll do. I need to go to the palace to see how the Emperor is doing. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease. I'll leave him to guard the palace. Remember to check him thoroughly."

Looking at Song Wenjie's haggard face, Liu Yu said, "Sir, why don't you go home first? You've been staying here for the past few days and haven't seen your sister-in-law. Besides, she's about to give birth."

Song Wenjie raised his hand to stop him: "It's alright, Su Ma and Afu are looking after things at home, so it's settled. I won't feel at ease unless I go to the palace. You must take good care of things here for me!"

"Don't worry, sir!"

……

The Song residence was about six or seven miles from the palace gate. In order to save time, Afu lit the lantern and drove the carriage out, not daring to delay at all along the way.

After finally arriving at Qilin Gate, he was told that Song Wenjie was not there and that he should go to Ruyi Gate instead.

After going around in circles, Afu arrived at Ruyi Gate. As soon as the carriage stopped, through the flickering firelight, he happened to see Liu Yu coming down from the city wall.

Afu anxiously raised his hand: "Support Liu~"

"Afu, what brings you here?" Hearing the voice, Liu Yu saw Afu and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Ah Fu looked around anxiously: "Where is our young master? The young mistress is about to give birth, and it looks like she'll have a difficult delivery."

Liu Yu was shocked: "Why didn't you come sooner? The Lord just entered the palace."

Afu was at a loss: "Oh dear~ what should we do? What about the young mistress?!"

Knowing the importance of this matter, Liu Yu pondered for a moment before saying, "Why don't you go back first? I'll try to inform the adults."

"Alright, I'll head back now. Find a way to inform our young master." Having failed to find Song Wenjie, Afu didn't dare linger and quickly jumped into the carriage to head back.