Chapter 262:
At the critical moment, it was still Old Woman Ma at the side who reacted quickly. She stomped her foot fiercely and quickly ran out to call several midwives.
While running, she didn’t forget to instruct the maidservants in the courtyard to boil hot water.
Soon, the courtyard that had just been slightly quiet became filled with hurried footsteps.
Xie Wanning was sent into the delivery room.
She had been afraid of pain since she was little. During the ten months of pregnancy, the child was obedient and she didn’t feel it much, but now at the moment of labor and delivery, she finally realized her fear belatedly.
As someone who had already died once, she was still inevitably afraid of death.
She was in so much pain and fear that she didn’t even know Pei Yuqing had followed her into the delivery room.
It was the voice of Old Woman Ma and several midwives that startled her awake, and only then did she realize she had been gripping his sleeve the whole time.
She hurriedly let go, her voice trembling: “You go out. I’m about to give birth.”
……You’re afraid, I’ll stay here with you.
These words rolled on the tip of his tongue but were ultimately swallowed by Pei Yuqing.
He stared with those eyes that had turned red at some point, leaned down and kissed her brow, “I’ll be right outside, don’t be afraid.”
“If you’re scared, just call my name.”
“Wanwan…”
He probably said something more, but Xie Wanning really couldn’t hear it anymore.
The pain was magnified many times over, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she couldn’t help but whimper.
Seeing this, Pei Yuqing became even more reluctant to leave.
Fortunately, the midwives had prepared a full five of them. Even if he stood by her side, it didn’t affect the preparation process.
Just as the maidservants and old women took turns trying to persuade Pei Yuqing to leave, Xie Yanyu and Ji Chengfeng, the two brothers who were out, also received the news from the manor.
They immediately dropped what they were doing and hurriedly rushed back.
Time was hurried, and Xie Yanyu, who usually disliked showing his face in public, rode on horseback this time, and so did Ji Chengfeng.
The two dashing young masters galloped their horses through the streets, truly a vibrant sight under the desolate autumn day.
But such a sight came to a halt when they encountered a long procession.
The person at the front of the procession wore a deep blue riding outfit, astride a treasure horse, his whole body stern, his facial expression indifferent.
It was none other than Ming Feng, the capable confidant by the current Crown Prince’s side.
Xie Yanyu recognized him.
Ji Chengfeng also recognized him.
The two instinctively looked toward the carriage behind Ming Feng.
Who was the person sitting inside the carriage guarded by Ming Feng.
It was almost self-evident.
……Lu Ziyan had arrived.
What did he know?
Had he come for Wanwan?
While the two were in a turmoil in their hearts, Ming Feng spurred his horse forward.
He said: “Your Highness is returning to the capital and passing through this place. He wishes to stay overnight at Master Ji’s manor. Since we’ve met, please lead the way, Master Ji.”
Without even asking if they agreed, he directly made the decision, as domineering as ever.
But an official of higher rank crushes those below, let alone that he was the Crown Prince.
Ji Chengfeng suppressed the waves in his heart, cupped his hands, “Yes!”
At this moment, in the carriage not far away, the carriage curtain was lifted by a slender hand, revealing Lu Ziyan’s stern and arrogant face.
He first glanced at Xie Yanyu, then his gaze fell on Ji Chengfeng beside him.
Only now did he suddenly remember that these two seemed to be cousins.
So, this short-lived ghost was also Wanwan’s cousin.
Having stirred a bit of compassion made it understandable.
……It wasn’t necessarily that he had caught his eye.
The sourness pent up in his heart for several days finally dissipated a bit.
Before lowering the carriage curtain, he glanced at Ji Chengfeng again. Seeing that pretty boy with red lips and white teeth, born with a fine skin good for deceiving young ladies, another surge of annoyance arose.
Was it this face that made Wanwan reluctant to let him die young?
It must be, right?
