Chapter 411: Gao Yang Is About to Give Birth!!!

April 1st was a recent ordinary day for Chen Yan.

Since Li Lizhi and the others returned, Chen Yan taught Princess Gao Yang and the Princess of Yue how to play mahjong.

The three women instantly became fascinated; Gao Yang's life was no longer dull, no longer lying in bed idly, but she puffed her big belly and excitedly shouted "Peng!"

That day, the four played mahjong until evening; Li Lizhi tossed out the last silver coin from her hand, somewhat irritated, and said, "I'm done, the money's all lost."

"Hahaha, no lychee stones either!" Gao Yang grinned, pocketing Li Lizhi's silver, feeling ecstatic.

At her age, it was still the first time she saw Li Lizhi like this, even though last time Chen Yan briefly sent her back to the palace she was just silent.

"Gao Yang's tile skill is getting better; it's already late today, let's play tomorrow," the Princess of Yue said with a smile.

Gao Yang beamed, "What the Fourth Empress's sister-in-law says is nonsense; your tile skill isn't bad either. Today was indeed a bit late; tomorrow we'll continue to slaughter them completely!"

"Alright." The Princess of Yue smiled and nodded, tugged the irritated Li Lizhi, and left.

"How about it, little Yan, now you're under Sister Tang's control, right?"

As soon as the two left, Gao Yang couldn't wait to show off to Chen Yan.

"Enough already." Chen Yan gave her a cold look, "You only swagger because of your crappy luck; when you have bad luck, Li Lizhi and I will definitely avenge our previous humiliation."

"Ah, right, right, you're right." Gao Yang replied perfunctorily.

She was no longer as foolish as before, always wanting to argue with Chen Yan, often provoked by a single sentence, and each time she couldn't win the argument, nor could she win a fight.

Better just imitate Chen Yan's "yeah yeah yeah" and that's it.

Anyway, she's the one who wins.

Indeed, after saying that "yeah yeah yeah", Gao Yang felt instantly relieved.

She just felt comfortable everywhere.

Chen Yan was somewhat surprised by Gao Yang's reply, felt odd inside, and tentatively continued, "You've always had crappy luck—since childhood His Majesty and Her Majesty pampered you, then you married me, a good husband, continue to be pampered, and when the child is born, the future child will pamper you."

"If you're not just lucky, what are you?"

Gao Yang sneered, "I recognize the one before and the one after, but the one in the middle…"

Her gaze at Chen Yan was full of contempt, "Heh."

Chen Yan: "......"

"Fine, I won't argue, it's already late, I'm going to eat."

He finished speaking, stood up, gave Gao Yang a sign, and left.

Gao Yang didn't mind, looked at the somewhat messy table in front of her, and shouted, "Xiang Lan, quickly tidy up, move the table back, don't block the bed."

"Ah, okay, Princess."

Xiang Lan hurriedly packed up the mahjong and moved the table back.

Gao Yang leaned on the bed, humming a little tune, her face completely at ease.

She habitually patted her big belly, her mind wandering, a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, looking very happy.

Suddenly, she frowned, looked down at her belly; the child inside was fussing again, moving a lot, and she felt a bit uncomfortable.

But Gao Yang didn't think much; the child often does this now, she's almost used to it.

It will calm down soon.

However, this time seemed different; as time passed, she not only didn't feel better, but the pain increased, and the pain was rapidly intensifying.

Gao Yang instantly recalled the midwives sent by Father Emperor, who had told her about the sensations before birth; although slightly different, they were largely the same.

At this moment, she finally understood: the long‑awaited day had arrived!

Gao Yang's breathing grew rapid, she gritted her teeth, clutching the quilt, shouting, "Xiang Lan… Xiang Lan, quickly go call Chen Yan, I… I think I'm about to give birth."

"Huh?"

Xiang Lan had been cleaning the house and hadn't noticed Gao Yang; hearing this, she was instantly stunned.

"Hurry up and go!"

Gao Yang clenched her teeth, her snow‑white neck and forehead already showing blue veins, thin cold sweat appearing on her forehead.

"Ah, ah, I… I'm going right now!"

Xiang Lan, at a loss, rushed out of the main bedroom shouting, "Lord Bo, Lord Bo, come quickly! Princess is about to give birth!!!"

Xiang Lan's tearful shout instantly shattered the evening tranquility of the Xianlingfu.

At this moment, Chen Yan and the newly returned Li Tai, the Princess of Yue, Li Lizhi, and a few youngsters were waiting for the servants to bring dishes for dinner.

Hearing this, Chen Yan snapped his head up.

The others also couldn't stay calm.

Li Tai hesitated, "Did I just mishear? I think I heard someone shout that the Princess is about to give birth, was it Gao Yang?"

Everyone looked at each other, a moment of silence, then all scrambled to their feet and rushed toward the main bedroom.

"Li Lizhi, quickly, quickly call those midwives and have them go to the room I prepared in advance!"

"Qing'er, go prepare hot water and such, quickly!"

Li Lizhi and Qing'er dared not delay, hurried to follow Chen Yan's orders.

The large Xianlingfu suddenly became bustling.

Inside the main bedroom, Gao Yang was curled up on the bed, both hands gripping the brocade quilt tightly, knuckles white from the strain, large beads of sweat forming on her forehead, biting her lower lip, emitting suppressed, painful moans.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, she struggled to lift her eyes, seeing Chen Yan; in those eyes, slightly dazed from pain, an indescribable dependence and grievance surged.

"Chen… Chen Yan, it hurts…"

Chen Yan dashed to the bedside, gently and carefully lifted her, soothing with as steady and gentle a voice as possible, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here! It's okay, it's okay…"

He was also extremely nervous, swallowed, and carried her into the adjoining side room.

This was the room Chen Yan had prepared in advance for Gao Yang's delivery; he had almost exhausted every method he could think of to sterilize and disinfect, and everything inside was strictly regulated.

Chen Yan carefully placed Gao Yang on the bed, clumsily used his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead; the touch was icy, making his heart race.

"Where is the midwife? Why hasn't she come yet?!" Chen Yan whipped his head around, looking toward the Princess of Yue and the flustered Xiang Lan, his voice hoarse from tension.

"Here she is, the midwife has arrived!"

Li Lizhi brought in seven or eight midwives, and Qing'er followed, bringing in with the maidservants everything needed for childbirth.

For this moment, Chen Yan had prepared for too long; never mind the rest, hot water had been kept ready at all times for twelve double-hours.

"Aside from the midwives, everyone else should go out; don't stay crowded in here."

Chen Yan forced down a low groan, struggling to suppress his anxiety.

"Ay ay, okay okay okay!"

Li Lizhi and the others dared not delay; they hurriedly left the room and closed the door.

Chen Yan took a deep breath, turned his head, and saw that the midwives arranged by Empress Changsun had already begun delivering the baby for Gao Yang.

"Zhao Tang......"

"......."