Step on a branch

As the day draws closer, amidst the joy and anticipation, a little tension is gradually added.

Qin Yuan returned home from the palace, just entered the second gate, and met Qin Wei head-on.

"A Yuan," Qin Wei asked anxiously, "How is A Luan feeling today?"

Qin Yuan said: "Very good."

Qin Wei heaved a sigh of relief.

The same question, Qin Yuan was asked by her uncle for three days in succession.

Understanding Qin Wei's worry, she said, "Would you like to go into the palace tomorrow to have a look?"

"No." Qin Wei refused immediately without thinking about it.

In fact, he had just visited Qin Luan three days ago.

As a father, when his daughter is about to give birth, he can't do much except encourage him, let alone give him advice.

On the contrary, he was worried that his nervousness would affect A Luan.

He is the father, different from Ah Yuan who is the younger sister, he has to go to the palace every day to care, so how can Ah Luan relax?
Not only Qin Wei, but also Qin Zhi was worried.

As soon as Qin Luan entered the house, he heard his father discussing with his mother: "Tomorrow, go to the mountain to ask for a lottery, and ask for another talisman?"

Ji's family was busy looking at the account, and asked with wide eyes, "Which family's talisman can compare to the one drawn by our mother?"

Qin Zhi: ...

It seems to be the case.

However, doctors do not heal themselves.

Can the talismans drawn by myself be used by myself?
Seeing that Qin Zhi was struggling, Ji pouted at Nanny Wang, and said in a low voice, "There are many things for laymen!"

Nanny Wang suppressed a smile: "Master cares about Madam."

"I care too." Ji snorted.

That's right, men and women are different, she gave birth to two by herself, and she is an expert.

The matter of childbirth is of course full of risks, no woman dares to say that she will go well.

However, the palace has prepared very experienced mother-in-law Wen and the imperial doctors, so everything is ready.

Furthermore, she also went to the palace to see her, and the empress was pregnant safely, her body was neither thin nor fat, her complexion was rosy, and her belly was just right.

The empress walks a lot every day, so she has practiced fist and foot and has strength.

No matter where you look at it, everything is ready.

Just relax and wait for the day to come.

"It's a good thing that my mother is married," Ji said again, "The master is worried at home, and my mother can't see it. Otherwise, the ants on the hot pot are spinning one by two, and my mother will have to watch it anxiously."

In the palace, Qin Luan was talking with Fang Yu.

"Everyone tells me not to be afraid, but I..." Qin Luan said softly, "Tell me, how does it feel during childbirth?"

Fang Yu pursed his lips.

In fact, Qin Luan is not afraid, she is trying to make Fang Yu recall some of the past by taking this opportunity.

Fang Yu's condition has improved a lot, even if it touches on the past, she will not suddenly fall ill, but she can't remember much of the past.

Occasionally, she remembered part of it, and after telling Qin Luan and Zhao Fan, she forgot again a few days later, but she was still getting better through such repetitions.

The imperial physician also said that it would be good for her to let her think about it properly.

"I can't remember clearly," Fang Yu said, "It seems to be in pain, so painful that I don't even have the strength to scream... But, Aluan, don't be afraid, so many people are here..."

Qin Luan nodded.

Yesterday, the same question, the queen mother thought of it more.

Judging by her expression today, that's all there should be.

Therefore, Qin Luan winked at Mother Wei who was beside her.

Mother Wei understood, and hurriedly said: "Empress Empress, don't be afraid, when it happens..."

The topic was picked up by Nanny Wei.

Fang Yu didn't think about it any more, but listened carefully to Mother Wei's explanation, and echoed from time to time.

Autumn is strong in the rain.

When Zhao Fan returned to his bedroom, his clothes were stained with Zeng dew.

He is very busy these days.

This past summer, Mao Gu'an made an attack and continued westward.

According to the plan, his advance was not fast, and he could even be described as steady and steady. He finally built a pass on the Gobi Desert just before the first winter snow on the frontier, ensuring the passage between this place and Xizhou City behind him.

At the same time, the Southern Territory is also putting pressure on Nanshu. Although there is a small friction, the two armies have fought several times.

The busy government affairs made Zhao Fan a little tired, but he walked into the central palace and saw the brightly lit main hall, and he relaxed again.

Warm, comfortable and at ease.

Especially when he went around to the inner hall and saw the smiling Aluan, the fatigue of the whole day disappeared.

Tonight, Zhao Fan read some reluctance from Qin Luan's smile.

Sitting down beside her, he asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"It hurts a little," Qin Luan pointed to his stomach, "Don't worry, Mammy said, everything is normal."

Zhao Fan nodded.

Following A Luan's birth, from being noticed by Fu Ling at the beginning to now about to give birth, he has also learned a lot of knowledge during the one year of his baby.

The nanny and the imperial physician explained carefully. When Qin Luan listened, Zhao Fan also listened attentively and asked questions from time to time.

It can be said that if he is asked to talk about women's pregnancy now, he can speak clearly and clearly.

Of course, it's all on paper.

Even if it's only on paper, Zhao Fan wants to talk clearly, even before and after the birth, he is also learning.

Because this time, only A Luan will be in battle.

He couldn't do it himself, so he could only beat the drums and horns, wave the flag and shout.

These few things are easy to say, and you can do it in a daze, but it is difficult to say that the arm for beating the drum is strong, the breath of blowing the horn is stable, the rhythm is accurate, and the momentum is full, and it takes years of practice.

Zhao Fan is not a muddleheaded person, and he has to shout something.

Hearing what Qin Luan said about the situation, he asked Madam Wei again to make sure that he was all right, so he was relieved for the time being.

He is very clear that with the "a little pain" again and again, it will soon be time for real swords and guns.

Before dawn, Zhao Fan opened his eyes.

Beside him, Qin Luan was still asleep.

Zhao Fan stretched out his hand and felt a thin layer of sweat on A Luan's forehead. He pressed the handkerchief for her, and got up lightly.

In the middle hall, Eunuch Gan is already waiting.

As Zhao Fan put on the dragon robe, he told Madam Wei in a low voice: "She must be sweating from the pain, and she fell asleep just now, don't call her, let her sleep for a while."

Madam Wei hurriedly responded: "This servant has been looking at it for two days."

"If there is any situation, pass it on immediately."

Inside the hall.

Rarely, Qin Luan slept until dawn.

Her stomach was throbbing again, she had breakfast as Mother Wei said, and walked back and forth for a quarter of an hour, feeling better.

"The delivery room has been arranged," Madam Wei comforted, "Once it is activated, it will be there immediately, so you don't have to worry..."

"I know, this is just the beginning," Qin Luan said with a smile, "Nurse taught me."

For some people, it took an hour from the start to the crying of the child.

Some people can suffer from pain for two or three days, and finally become exhausted.

Qin Luan couldn't tell which type she would be, but she looked down at her tall belly and said softly, "You should be reluctant to torment your mother, right?"

In the afternoon, as soon as Qin Yuan, who was looking forward to it, walked away, Qin Luan was so painful that she couldn't straighten up.

When Mother Wei saw it, she directed the staff to help Qin Luan into the delivery room.

Everyone is busy in an orderly manner.

When Zhao Fan heard the news, he hurriedly got up, and while walking, he told Eunuch Gan: "The rest of the papers will be moved to the central palace, and I will go back and approve them."

Hurrying back, knowing that Qin Luan had moved to the delivery room, Zhao Fan strode in.

Several old mothers saw it and muttered to Eunuch Gan: "It's not suitable, is it?"

Eunuch Gan watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose: "Are you going to tell the emperor?"

The old nuns waved their hands again and again.

Forget it.

what did you say.

There are a total of three masters in the palace, the emperor has such a temper, the empress did not drive anyone out, and the empress dowager never rambled about the minutiae.

The three mothers are all satisfied, what are they looking for?

In the bedroom, Zhao Fanzai looked at Qin Luan carefully.

It seems that a burst of pain has passed, Qin Luan is not feeling any discomfort now, and seems to be in good spirits.

Zhao Fan, who was talking on paper, watched and asked, observed Qin Luan's situation, and compared the knowledge taught by his mother one by one in his heart.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhao Fan asked.

When you are not in pain, eat something to supplement, so as not to lose your strength.

Qin Luan knew what he meant, leaned on the pillow, thought for a while, and said, "Danhua Yuanzi Soup."

Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows.

On the New Year's Eve before the two got married, he asked Fang Tian to send a bowl to the Yongning Hou Mansion.

That was A Luan's childhood memory. When she was on the mountain, every New Year's Eve, her mother would cook a bowl for her.

On New Year's Eve last year, the three of them gathered around a table and used it together.

This is his wish.

Now, he glanced at Qin Luan's stomach, and there will be one more person who will share the sweet soup with him.

Zhao Fan explained.

Soon, Eunuch Gan came to report, saying that the Empress Dowager just came over, and when he heard that the Empress wanted to eat, he went to the kitchen himself.

Qin Luan was overjoyed.

Zhao Fan also laughed, and said to Qin Luan, "I'll take a look."

In the small kitchen, Fang Yu was already getting ready.

Seeing Zhao Fan approaching, she said: "It's not something complicated, it will be fine in a while."

Zhao Fan didn't stop her, the empress mother was now intertwined with joy and eagerness, there was something to distract her mind.

Fang Yu was very focused.

The hot water in the pot was boiling the dumplings, she was beating the eggs, and the chopsticks were stirring the egg liquid, and the rhythmic clicking sound was right next to her ears.

The balls floated up, the egg liquid was washed down, and the fermented rice was added...

For a while, the aroma of wine wafted through his nostrils.

Zhao Fan said: "It's really fragrant."

Fang Yu didn't speak.

Zhao Fan looked at her and saw that she was looking at the sweet soup in the pot for a moment, with a bit of confusion between her brows.

"Mother's queen?" He took the chopsticks from Fang Yu's hand and called softly.

Fang Yu blinked, and slowly turned her head to look at Zhao Fan: "A Luan asked me that day if I was afraid of having a baby and what it was like. I couldn't remember or answer, but now I seem to be I kind of remember..."

Zhao Fan's throat rolled, he supported Fang Yu's arm, and said: "Then let's go there together, and the queen mother will talk to A Luan carefully?"

Fang Yu asked, "Where's the sweet soup?"

"I'll make it," Zhao Fan didn't dare to interrupt her train of thought, and just followed along, "Let's take it together."

In the delivery room, Qin Luan couldn't drink the bowl of sweet soup while it was hot.

She was in pain again, this time, aggressively.

Wei Momo rolled up her sleeves and said, "It seems that he is a short-tempered Highness."

Qin Luan couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhao Fan heard the commotion, helped Fang Yu to the porch outside, and talked to the inside through the window.

Fang Yu wanted to go in anxiously, but was also stopped by Zhao Fan: "Don't let Aluan be distracted, she has to follow the mothers to inhale and exhale, we go in, she only pays attention to us, she even forgets how to breathe."

"That's right, that's right." Fang Yu nodded, and followed Zhao Fan's example, shouting through the window, "I'll just sit in the main hall, Ah Luan, don't worry, don't be afraid."

That being said, after sitting down, Fang Yu was not at ease.

She heard all kinds of voices from the delivery room, and she felt heavy in her heart.

Zhao Fan was also uncomfortable.

He knew that at this moment, all he needed was to wait patiently, or even to approve the papers altogether, rather than just sitting around empty-handed.

He thought that his temperament was quite calm, but at this moment, he was extremely upset.

Various images surged back and forth in his mind, from the first time he met A Luan to every meeting after that, his longing, his joy, scene after scene, turned to their big wedding...

After that, he suddenly remembered Huang Yi's teasing in the past.

The banquet at one moment, the full moon wine at the next moment, the days are like flowing water, the upper and lower lips touch each other, and after three or fifty years, they become old couples.

These pictures were outlined in his mind, and Zhao Fan couldn't help laughing.

pretty good.

He thought, Huang Yi's life of nonsense, isn't it really good?

He couldn't wait to experience every moment of it, starting with the baby crying.

Wow--

Suddenly, the loud cry brought Zhao Fan back from his contemplation.

For a moment, he wasn't sure how long it had passed.

The movements of his body were faster than his thoughts, and he rushed out in three steps and two steps.

In the sky, there is still the last touch of orange red in the sunset.

Zhao Fan took a look and entered the delivery room.

It is sheltered from the wind here, and you can smell the clear smell of blood in your breath.

When Mother Wei saw him coming in, she hurried over and said, "Congratulations to the emperor, your mother and child are safe."

With a simple sentence, Zhao Fanxuan's heart fell completely.

Nothing moved him more than "peace".

Fang Yu, who came in one step later, was so happy that he couldn't help wiping his eyes.

Zhao Fan walked to the bed, sat down carefully, and looked at Qin Luan.

"The empress fell asleep after seeing the little highness," Wei Momo said softly, "The little highness is crying vigorously, and she will hug her after she wipes her body."

Zhao Fan responded softly.

Brother tidied up, wrapped in brand-new swaddling blankets, and was carried over by Madam Wei.

Zhao Fan has learned how to hold a child before, and he also knows that the theory must be put into practice in the end, but this time...

"I'm so nervous, I dare not reach out to hug him." He said with a smile, relying on Wei Wei's guidance, trying to hold this little thing in his arms.

The little baby was much lighter than he imagined.

He thought, every day after that, this child will grow up a little bit, heavier, taller...

And he wants to experience every day of it.

Nanny Wei took the child again and handed it to Fang Yu to have a look.

Zhao Fan was still sitting by the bed, holding Qin Luan's hand.

"A Luan," he called softly, "I'm very happy, really happy. I'll ask someone to put the egg flower balls in a pot to warm them up. We'll use them together when you wake up."

A bowl of sweet soup, mother, wife and children.

He bent his lips, smiled and kissed A Luan's knuckles.