Chapter 321

How is this possible? Qingfeng's child... isn't it already... Xin Yuening looked back at Shui Xin behind her. Shui Xin shook her head slightly, signaling her to be impatient, but she came here to expose the fact that Qingfeng had long miscarried. Now that it was such a situation, how could she be reconciled?! Xin Yuening stared at Wang Zhiyang and shouted sternly: "Are you sure the child really has no problems? This is a major event concerning the royal bloodline!"

Wang Zhiyang felt confused, but didn't dare to take it lightly, and guaranteed loudly: "What this servant said is true, and I dare not deceive the Empress Dowager."

Xin Yuening's intention was to question whether the child was still there, but Lou Suxin thought of another aspect and urged: "Born prematurely, will the child have any problems?" The Emperor's heirs had always been thin, and it was hard to have a child. If the child had problems at birth, what should be done?

Wang Zhiyang pondered for a long time before replying carefully: "Premature children will be physically weaker, but with good care, there will be no difference from full-term children."

If it can be taken care of, that's fine. Lou Suxin breathed a sigh of relief. Xin Yuening was still unwilling and wished she could walk into the inner room to see what was going on. Her wrist tightened suddenly. Shui Xin pretended to support her, but actually held Xin Yuening firmly.

A baby's cry broke the restlessness in the room.

"Born?!" Lou Suxin was full of joy. After a while, the midwife carried a small baby wrapped in a red quilt and walked out, saying repeatedly: "Congratulations to the Emperor, congratulations to the Empress Dowager, it is a prince!"

Prince! Lou Suxin immediately greeted him and smiled: "Quick, let me hold him!"

Xin Yuening also stepped forward and looked at the small meat ball held in Lou Suxin's arms like a treasure. The small face was wrinkled, and the eyes were closed, looking listless. Xin Yuening hated it in her heart, but had to pretend to be happy.

Holding the soft and tender baby in her arms, Lou Suxin loved it so much and said repeatedly: "Thank God! Ancestors bless!" The Emperor finally had another son.

A group of people surrounded Lou Suxin and congratulated her repeatedly, but Yan Hongtian didn't even look at his newborn son and just asked the midwife a low question: "How is she?"

The midwife replied softly: "Emperor, rest assured, Consort Qing is just too tired and fainted, and there is nothing serious. She will be fine after a few days of rest." After speaking, she hurriedly stepped aside to make way. Who knew the Emperor didn't enter the inner room to visit Consort Qing? The midwife was puzzled. Before the Consort gave birth, the Emperor's anxious look was seen by everyone, showing the Emperor's favor and pity for the Consort. Now why was he so indifferent? He didn't even look at the newborn baby much.

Satisfied, holding the baby in her arms, Lou Suxin shouted: "Alright, alright, it's fine. Qingfeng is like this, I'm afraid she can't take care of the child. This place is so simple, I will take the prince back to the palace first."

"No."

Yan Hongtian's voice was as calm and low as usual. Lou Suxin and Xin Yuening were both shocked. For so many years, the Emperor had had few heirs, and he had never taken it to heart. Even for Jing'er, his only prince, Yan Hongtian almost never asked about him. Today, he actually cared about this newborn baby.

Xin Yuening was surprised and annoyed. Lou Suxin was much calmer and asked: "Why can't I take him back to the palace?"

Yan Hongtian raised his cold eyebrows slightly without any intention of explaining. Seeing the Empress Dowager's face becoming more and more unhappy, Wang Zhiyang hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Returning to the Empress Dowager, premature children are physically weak and cannot blow any wind, let alone the hardships of travel. Let the little prince recuperate in this villa for a few days before returning to the palace."

Looking at the thin and small baby in her arms, Lou Suxin also felt heartache and sighed: "In that case, I will stay here to take care of him."

The Empress Dowager actually wanted to stay for this baby? Sure enough, the prince is different. When Consort Ru gave birth to a princess the year before last, she didn't see the Empress Dowager treasure her like this. Loosening the fist she was holding in her sleeve, Xin Yuening pretended to be worried and said: "Mother, how can I let you work so hard? Why don't you let me stay and take care of him? After all, Jing'er was brought up by me, and I have some experience in taking care of children."

"I know you have the heart, but Jing'er still needs your care. You go back to the palace early." While speaking, Lou Suxin's mind was entirely on the little treasure in her arms, and there was no room for anyone else in her eyes.

"But..." Xin Yuening wanted to say something, but Yan Hongtian was impatient, "Enough, I will arrange things here. You all go back. Xiao Yu, send the Empress Dowager and the Empress out."

"Yes, Empress, please." Xiao Yu walked to Xin Yuening's side, bowed, and made a gesture of invitation. She looked respectful but was blocking Xin Yuening, making her unable to say another word to the Emperor! Xin Yuening glared at Xiao Yu. This cheap maid relied on the Emperor's support and didn't take people seriously long ago. One day she would get rid of her. Nothing that happened today made her smooth, but she couldn't vent at this moment. Xin Yuening was angry and ashamed, snorted coldly, pushed Xiao Yu away, and walked out angrily.

Lou Suxin slowly raised her head, looked at Yan Hongtian's cold face, and suddenly laughed. She didn't expect him to start chasing people away. If she didn't leave, she would be "invited" out, right? Since he finally had a little self-awareness as a father, she wouldn't make things difficult for him. Handing the child to the midwife, Lou Suxin said in a low voice: "Alright, then I'll go back first. Arrange for Consort Qing and the prince to return to the palace early. This place doesn't seem very safe."

Leaving a sentence with deep meaning, Lou Suxin returned to the palace, but Xiao Yu found that the Emperor's cold face remained, and the gloomy aura on his body was even stronger.

"Hmm..." Qingfeng woke up leisurely, feeling exhausted, her head dizzy. After finally opening her eyes, the dim light made her unable to see anything. Feeling someone approaching, Qingfeng just wanted to open her mouth to ask, when Ruyi's happy voice rang in her ear: "Consort, you're awake!"

Ruyi lifted the curtain and lit two more oil lamps, and the room became brighter. Qingfeng supported herself and sat up, looking out the window, it was pitch black, "What time is it now? How long have I slept?"

"Just past 7:00 PM. You've been in a coma since noon. The Imperial Physician sent medicine twice, but you didn't wake up." Picking up the porcelain bowl on the table, Ruyi walked to Qingfeng's side and said softly: "You must be hungry. Drink some bird's nest porridge first, and the medicine will be sent over in a while."

Medicine? That's right, she and Yan Hongtian went up the mountain to enjoy the bamboo, and later fell down the mountain road... Child! Everything that happened today swirled in her mind. Qingfeng looked around in a panic. She didn't see the child, nor did she see any things related to the child. There was no baby bed, no small quilt or clothes for the child, nothing. The room was as clean as when she saw it when she came yesterday. Could it be that the child didn't survive in the end? Qingfeng's heart ached, and the fear was so heavy that she couldn't even open her mouth to ask, "Where is... my child?"

Holding the porridge bowl with one hand and supporting Qingfeng to sit up with the other, Ruyi comforted: "Consort, don't worry. You gave birth to a little prince for the Emperor. The Empress Dowager specially selected two wet nurses and several experienced old nannies to take care of the prince. Consort, rest assured."

Is it really a boy? Qingfeng struggled to sit up and urged: "Give me the porridge, you go and bring the child over for me to see." She fainted as soon as the child was born and hadn't even seen the child's face. At this moment, she just wanted to see him quickly.

"Okay." Handing the bowl to Qingfeng, Ruyi carefully placed a soft cushion behind Qingfeng's waist to make her sit comfortably before turning and walking out of the inner room.

Holding the porridge bowl, Qingfeng was a bit numb. Her mind was still chaotic at the moment. After a while, several footsteps approached. Qingfeng looked up and saw Ruyi leading two people in. A beautiful woman in her twenties was holding a bundle wrapped in red brocade in her arms, and behind her stood an old nanny. The two walked to the bedside, bowed, and said: "This servant greets the Consort, may the Consort be well."

The one in the swaddle must be her child. Watching the woman hold the child steadily in her arms, Qingfeng felt inexplicably uncomfortable and shouted: "Ruyi."

Ruyi understood, carefully took the little prince, walked to the bedside, half-knelt, and held the child slightly higher so that Qingfeng could see clearly.

Under the candlelight, the baby's originally rosy face looked even more pink and glowing. His eyes were closed as if he were asleep, and his two little hands were curled into fists in front of his chest. He was really small. This was her child... Qingfeng wanted to reach out to hold him, but he was so small and weak that she was afraid of hurting him.

Staring at the little guy without blinking, thinking of how he tossed her in her belly so she couldn't eat or sleep, and kicked her from time to time, Qingfeng couldn't describe the feeling in her heart. It was warm and full. Qingfeng was watching intently. The little guy might be uncomfortable being held vertically by Ruyi and began to squirm and cry. Qingfeng put the porridge bowl aside and said: "Let me hold him."

Gently placing the little prince into Qingfeng's arms, Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief, half-knelt by the bed, and smiled cleverly: "The little prince is so cute, he looks just like the Emperor."

Does he look like him? Qingfeng looked carefully at the little guy in her arms. His small face looked like it hadn't opened yet. He was cute, but who could tell who he looked like?

She didn't see Yan Hongtian when she woke up. Qingfeng didn't say it, but she was still a little disappointed. At this moment, Ruyi mentioned it, and Qingfeng asked casually: "Where is the Emperor?"

"At noon, the Empress Dowager and the Empress came to see you, it seems... they had some dispute with the Emperor. After they left, the Emperor went out and hasn't returned yet."