Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

The 12th day of the twelfth lunar month
Song Chen checked Lu Qingyi's pulse as usual, "I guess it will be the next two days. Please pay attention to these things yourself. If anything happens, don't panic. Just call someone to find me immediately."

Looking at Lu Qingyi's swollen belly and her still slender figure, if Song Chen hadn't been confident in his medical skills, he couldn't help but worry about her.

During this period of time, Lu Qingyi was probably the most relaxed. When Song Chen said this, she smiled and nodded, "Yeah, okay, I'll remember it. Don't worry, I'm not nervous at all."

Song Chen also noticed that it was her son who was nervous.

The closer he got to his due date, the more restless he became, and he even tended to lose weight.

Song Chen almost lost his eyesight.

"Okay, remember to move around more."

After Song Chen finished speaking, he left, and Lu Qingyi also walked around the palace obediently.

But now that she was out and about, the array was not as grand as usual. Although she was the only master in the entire harem, Cang Muchen still felt uneasy.

She was told to bring those people with her. In order to make him feel at ease, Lu Qingyi was also very obedient.

After leaving Lu Qingyi's place, Song Chen went to the Imperial Hospital.

There were already female doctors in the Imperial Hospital. Song Chen called the two female doctors he had selected earlier and told them about Lu Qingyi's situation.

"The Queen is about to give birth. After lunch, you will start to stay by the Queen's side."

"Yes!"

"Prepare the things you need in advance and come to me anytime if you need anything."

Pills and other things are necessary. After explaining, Song Chen went to the imperial kitchen to explain, and also prepared some things for Lu Qingyi to replenish his physical strength.

Of course, these are all just a cover. In the end, what really used Lu Qingyi was the spiritual spring water in her space. That's more useful than anything else.

It's just that Lu Qingyi's situation is indeed more dangerous. If she doesn't let people prepare these things, it may cause unnecessary trouble.

After all the necessary arrangements were made, Song Chen returned to his residence.

"Except for the Queen, no one else will disturb me, and the same goes for the Emperor!"

After explaining this, she began to catch up on her sleep. Lu Qingyi would start either tonight or early tomorrow morning. She had to recharge her batteries first.

Facts have proved that Song Chen never makes mistakes. At midnight, Lu Qingyi felt that her abdomen began to feel tight and hard.

The two female doctors followed what Song Chen said, guarding her every step of the way. As soon as they noticed something abnormal about her, they immediately went up to check her.

"Queen, you have started. Don't be afraid. This is just the beginning."

"The pain is not very obvious when it first starts. Your stomach is tight and hard because of contractions. Just adjust your breathing. We are here at any time."

The two of them quickly told Lu Qingyi about the situation. Lu Qingyi, who had always been relatively calm, finally felt a little scared now, "Where is my...mother?"

"Don't be afraid, Madam. The situation is normal now and we can handle it."

At this time, they didn't want to wake up Song Chen, and it was indeed the most normal situation. If they couldn't even deal with this situation, they would really be ashamed of her training.

Lu Qingyi also realized at this moment that she could not disturb her mother in the middle of the night.

"Okay, if my breathing becomes disordered, remember to remind me immediately." (End of Chapter)