Luqing was in great pain and needed to take some decoction to increase her strength and help her give birth.
She was helped up by Aunt Zhong, and Mrs. Lin handed over the medicine bowl: "Quick, quick, quick, my concubine is about to drink. Let's welcome the young master out as soon as possible."
Lu Qing opened her mouth, all her nerves were trapped by the pain in her abdomen, unable to focus on anything else, and therefore she could not detect the guilty look in Mrs. Lin's eyes.
Mrs. Lin's hands were shaking violently. If the concubine hadn't approached her again and again, offered her a lot of benefits, and promised to find an official position for her youngest son in the officialdom, she wouldn't have dared to take the risk.
"Wait a minute." When the soup was about to be put into Lu Qing's mouth, Grandma Zhong glanced at Mrs. Lin, "Take a sip first."
Mrs. Lin was stunned for a moment, then she smiled bitterly under the stern gaze of Aunt Zhong: "It's better not to waste time. Let the concubine take it quickly. The maids and medical women outside watched the medicine brew. How could there be any problem? Well, sister, you are too worried."
Aunt Zhong stared at her without moving her eyes and yelled: "Drink!"
Lu Qing vaguely figured out something from her tone. She opened her eyes and looked at the medicine bowl in Mrs. Lin's hand.
Others in the delivery room noticed something was wrong and stopped what they were doing.
Because Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Li have known Mrs. Lin for a long time, the relationship between the three of them is okay. They advised Mrs. Lin: "Just drink. It's not the first time. Hurry up. The child won't be able to wait any longer."
Mrs. Lin's legs softened, she brought the soup to her lips tremblingly, gritted her teeth and took a sip.
She held out hope that the medicine would take effect slowly, so that even if she was discovered, she could still complete the assigned task, earn more money for her family, and find an official position for her youngest son.
But that person clearly wanted the lives of Lu Qing and the fetus in her belly.
As soon as Mrs. Lin drank the decoction, the poison eroded her whole body within a few breaths. She fell to the ground, bleeding from all her orifices, and died without leaving any last words.
Lu Qing took a breath and looked at Aunt Zhong helplessly.
Aunt Zhong looked unpredictable, but the situation was critical and she had to give birth to the child smoothly first. "Get her down and let Ji Qin personally guard Dr. Jiang and prepare the medicine again."
Before giving birth, someone died in the delivery room.
The atmosphere was solemn. Dr. Jiang brought in the medicinal soup and took a sip first, then Lu Qing took it.
Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Li's heartbeats were beating like drums. They knew that Mrs. Lin's incident was not over yet, and if something went wrong during the delivery of Concubine Wei, they might also be in trouble.
"Concubine, listen to the slaves and use your strength when you are told to do so!"
Lu Qing nodded with sweat on his head, clutching the brocade quilt tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.
She didn't scream in pain much, and followed the instructions of the two midwives to inhale and exhale regularly.
Aunt Zhong kept encouraging her: "Come on, come on, my concubine is doing a great job..."
After half an hour of tossing, the baby's cry was finally heard in the delivery room, loud and energetic.
"Wow--"
"The baby is born! Congratulations, concubine, concubine, you are a young master!"
As soon as the child was cleaned, Grandma Zhong took it over.
She looked lovingly at her infant master, who had been waiting for a long time, and finally showed a satisfied smile.
Lu Qing glanced at the child twice and fell asleep exhausted.
At this time, everyone in the backyard also knew that Lu Qing had given birth to Yan Fuguang's eldest son.
Ning Huayue came to Qiyun Pavilion with her maid, briefly asked about Lu Qing's situation, and then said she wanted to see the child.
Aunt Zhong refused: "Princess, please forgive me, a newborn baby cannot see the wind."
Ning Huayue smiled reluctantly: "I heard he is a young master? Is he still healthy?"
"As for the princess, he is a young master and very healthy."
"As long as you are healthy, since Grandma Zhong is here to take charge, I will go back first. I'm afraid the prince doesn't know yet. I'll have someone go and report it."
"This servant has sent someone to inform His Highness."
Ning Huayue clenched her fists and forced a smile: "Mommy, you are so considerate. In fact, I just wanted to send someone to the Ministry of Justice to inform the prince, but I think the child can watch it at any time, so I don't want to disturb the prince's office. .”
After all, Ning Huayue still didn't want to see the child coming out of Lu Qing's belly receive Yan Fuguang's attention.
Aunt Zhong didn't care about her petty thoughts and sent Ning Huayue out personally.
**
In the Penal Department Office, Fang Jinbao smiled from ear to ear.
The servant in the mansion came to report that the concubine Wei in the mansion had given birth to a young master.
"Seriously? Seriously! Hahahaha, good, good!"
The boy chuckled, and after he finished laughing, he suddenly remembered that Grandma Zhong had told him something.
"By the way, Eunuch Fang, before I come out, Grandma Zhong asked me to tell you that if you are not busy today, please return to the palace early and report anything important."
Fang Jinbao frowned in thought and waved his hand casually: "I understand, you can go back."
He walked to the door of the study with small steps, and quietly peeked in, with joy in the corners of his eyes and brows.
Yan Fuguang glanced at him with his peripheral vision: "What's the matter?"
"Concubine Wei gave birth to a young son!"
Yan Fuguang paused and raised the corners of his lips: "Reward."
In Qiyun Pavilion, Nanny Zhong was guarding the newly minted young master, her heart and eyes were full of him.
Dr. Jiang was checking Lu Qing's pulse when she woke up: "Fortunately, Grandma Zhong saw something was wrong with the midwife and didn't hurt the concubine or the young master."
Lu Qing felt depressed and uncomfortable. When she was pregnant with this child, she was subjected to two insidious plots. Each time, the people behind the scenes were eager to get rid of her and the child in her belly.
She originally thought that by deliberately avoiding those calculations, she would not have to fall into the conspiracy.
After all this, she realized that if she wanted to survive in the backyard, she had to plan every step and be on guard at all times to avoid falling into one trap after another.
Survival itself requires calculation.
"Any idea who accused her of drugging?"
Doctor Jiang shook her head: "Mother Zhong dragged the person down, she should have waited for the prince to come back to find out."
"Then just wait until the prince comes back. I can't do anything right now."
Luqing lay down for a while, Mandong brought the child to her, and the mother and son lay together.
"The young master is asleep. Concubine, please take a look."
Lu Qing looked at him, a soft ball, sleeping peacefully beside her, her heart softened like a cloud, warm and light.
She never understood why a woman would suddenly become strong from weakness after giving birth to a child.
Only when she saw her child, the child with her blood flowing, did she understand.
Lu Qing stretched out her index finger and gently touched his young cheek. Her tone was as gentle as water: "I am mother, baby."
After saying that, he curled his lips and smiled.
The sleeping child frowned, not happy to be disturbed.
Lu Qing quickly took back her hand, patted his little baby apologetically and coaxed: "Go to sleep, sleep, mother will watch over you and accompany you to grow up."
The arrival of the child has made Luqing's expectations for the future more positive and optimistic. She is no longer afraid of conspiracy and plotting. She will grow strong wings and protect her child as he grows up.
