Chapter 494: The Twins Are Finally Born

Over here a group is interrogating the witch; inside the Tulou, Aurora and Youchao Xuan are assisting Nan Qinghuan with the delivery. Seeing Aurora arrive, Nan Qinghuan feels relieved. She now feels waves of abdominal pain, the result of uterine contractions.

Aurora is an experienced obstetrician; she first examined Nan Qinghuan's fetal position, then instructed her to spread her legs fully. In this Remote Antiquity Era, without modern facilities, everything must be very primitive.

"Nan Qinghuan, listen to me: the child can be delivered naturally, but you must cooperate, exhale forcefully, understand?"

Nan Qinghuan is drenched in sweat; childbirth indeed requires stamina. With Aurora by her side she feels much more at ease. If a natural delivery is possible, she will give it her all!

"Alright, I'll follow you; tell me what to do."

"Okay, Youchao Xuan, is the hot water ready?"

"It's ready."

Outside, Youchao Xuan brings in the hot water. It is his first time witnessing this; the last time he assisted Nan Qinghuan was to deliver Jingang's wife. Now he must deliver Nan Qinghuan herself, and claiming he isn't nervous would be false.

Youchao Xuan sets down the hot water and asks, "Aurora, what should I do now?"

Seeing Nan Qinghuan drenched in sweat, he feels a pang of sympathy; he never expected childbirth to be so painful!

"Goddess, you must hold on; it will be over soon."

Nan Qinghuan grits her teeth; she knows that if the child is not born, it will suffocate inside her womb, which is absolutely unacceptable.

She also strives to cooperate with Aurora, while Youchao Xuan wipes her sweat. Aurora continuously monitors her, saying, "Alright, follow me, push, push."

Nan Qinghuan feels all her strength being drained at this moment, yet she still fights to preserve her energy and deliver the two children.

"I see the child's head; it's about to emerge. Come, keep going."

Aurora is overjoyed to see the child; she gently steadies the child's head, urging Nan Qinghuan to press. Nan Qinghuan is on the verge of collapse, but hearing Youchao Xuan's encouragement, she summons a burst of strength.

"Ah"

In an instant she lets out a harrowing scream, nearly tearing the heavens.

Then a clear, bright cry entered the world.

"It's born, it's born—a son!"

A son!

"Don't move; there's another. Keep trying, Nan Qinghuan, you can do it, you can do it."

Outside, when Ying hears the child's cry, he can't contain his ecstatic urge to rush in, but Rongdi grabs him, saying, "Don't go in; Aurora must be capable. Wait, it isn't appropriate for you to go."

The people outside are all delighted because they heard the child's cry.

"Ah, thank the Heavenly God; the child's voice is so resonant, surely a hero, destined to be remarkable when grown."

"Indeed, surely remarkable."

The tribespeople outside are very happy, and A Mu and the ancestors are naturally delighted: "Wonderful, there's a child, a child! My Ying has a child!"

A Mu, overjoyed, runs to another spot to kneel and pray to the gods, muttering incomprehensible words, while Rongdi notices A Mu making a strange gesture.

It seems to be the A Luo God worshipped only by the Baiqi Tribe.

Baixiang Tribe.

How could that be? Rongdi stares intently at Ying; isn't his father from the Ying tribe? Why is A Mu performing a Baixiang Tribe gesture? Rumor has it that Baixiang Tribe's warriors are strong, a formidable tribe on Jiuzhou Dadi, yet they never come here. Why is A Mu worshipping the A Luo God? Shouldn't Ying's newborn be offered to the Heavenly God? Rongdi is puzzled; just as he is about to ask, another clear child's voice echoes from inside, "Ah, another one has been born."

This time Ying can no longer hold back; disregarding A Mu's opposition, he rushes in, but Youchao Xuan and Aurora have already emerged, each cradling a child in their arms.

"Ying, look, they're twins—this is a daughter, this is a son. They're both so cute, both look like Qinghuan, with such fair, tender skin."

Aurora has never seen such beautiful children; they are stunning right after birth, so fair and smooth, without a single wrinkle. Their development is clearly excellent—unimaginable for the Remote Antiquity Era, that these two's children are so pristine.

Nan Qinghuan's children have blue eyes, a particularly vivid and beautiful azure.

When Ying sees his son, his eyes widen in awe.

"This—this is my child? So beautiful, just like Qinghuan."

"You fool, you almost got tricked by that witch. Go in; Qinghuan is inside, though I don't know if she'll forgive you. I'll take the child to wash and nurse."

After Aurora hands the child out, a crowd gathers to watch. Rongdi and Yao also want to see Nan Qinghuan's child; Rongdi finds it even more astonishing to see Aurora holding a child.

"Aurora, how did you come to deliver births for others?"

Aurora glances at her own man, "There are many things you don't know. Anyway, I'm going to take the child to wash. A Mu, is the hot water ready?"

"It's ready, it's ready."

A Mu and the ancestors, upon seeing the child, dance with joy, "Ah, thank the heavens! Heavenly God bless, the child is healthy. Aurora, thank you, thank you!"

Here, everyone is looking at the child; inside the room, when Ying enters, he smells a whiff of blood.

"Qinghuan"

The scent of blood frightens him; he worries that Qinghuan might die.

If she dies, he no longer wishes to live; outside, he had already harbored that resolve.

He doesn't want anything to happen to Qinghuan.

Don't!

Nan Qinghuan, just having given birth and still weak, sees the man enter and recalls that he was just believing the witch's spell on her; she wants to slap him twice.

How can this man still be so superstitious? Fortunately he eventually compromised; otherwise she would have died.

Thinking of this, she becomes angry, turns her face away, refusing to look at Ying.

Ying naturally knows he was wrong; he realized the witch's words were ineffective. He didn't trust Aurora, thinking a tribal leader wouldn't deliver a woman, but today he finally saw it and now believes.

"Qinghuan, I'm sorry, it's my fault. Whatever punishment you decide, I'll accept, but you can't ignore me. Thank you for giving birth to a pair of lovely children for me; they both look just like you, so cute. Qinghuan, I'm sorry—please forgive me."