Free Web NovelChapter 1143: Chapter 1134: Persimmon (19)
It’s indeed no harm to give birth two days later.
But after three days passed, and another three days—
Su Jin also became anxious.
This child’s disposition is really too relaxed. After staying in the belly for so long, it’s still not thinking of coming out and seeing the world outside.
But the pulse was fine, and the fetal movement was normal.
Not only didn’t it come, but it was a false alarm.
Mmm.
In the middle, there was even a commotion thinking it was time, hurriedly brought Qin Hanhan into the delivery room, and the midwife even started inducing labor, but it turned out to be a false alarm.
Qin Hanhan lay down for a long time, really couldn’t bear it anymore, and had the maid help her up from the bed.
Even the midwife was impressed.
Having mistaken it once, standing or sitting, Qin Hanhan felt people were laughing at her.
Her ears turned red and white, white and red.
The maids all said that when the Young Master grows up, he must be a Great General, a false alarm that even fooled the Heir of Marquis Jingguo, such a general.
That day, she sat under a tree watching Su Jin tease the Little Princess to grab something.
The Little Princess grabbed high and tugged at Su Jin’s cloud sleeve, softly calling, "Flying persimmon...".
With this shout, Su Jin broke into laughter.
Always felt like the Little Princess was asking her to call Xie Jingchen to fly for her to see.
Xie Jingchen, "...".
Half a month ago, the Little Princess could call people. Even though the first time she opened her mouth, she could only call one word, it was "Fei".
But just this one word made the Princess Consort so delighted she didn’t know what to do.
It’s unsure if she learned to call the Princess Consort from the maids or meant to call her mother consort.
The Princess Consort taught her for several days before the Little Princess could say the two words "mother consort".
After being able to say two words, she heard the maids call Su Jin the heir’s wife and followed suit.
The soft, sticky voice made people’s hearts melt into a puddle.
After Su Jin’s unsuccessful attempts to make her call her sister-in-law, she taught her to call Xie Jingchen, Young Master.
The Little Princess in her soft voice said, "Persimmon ye...".
Xie Jingchen felt that his sister had seen through him as a big persimmon that anyone could squeeze.
Then when the Little Princess called Su Jin "Flying persimmon", she felt it was asking Xie Jingchen to fly. Yesterday, Su Jin even held the Little Princess asking Xie Jingchen to fly for her to see, which directly drove Xie Jingchen back into the house in anger.
Su Jin is keenly anticipating Yuanyuan growing up, wondering what he would call her?
But it will be quite some time before Yuanyuan starts speaking, and Su Jin can hardly wait.
The Little Princess couldn’t sit still and was fidgeting in Su Jin’s arms, looking like she was about to cry. Su Jin quickly put her down on the ground.
The Little Princess, holding onto the round table, walked to Qin Hanhan’s side and climbed onto her.
It wasn’t the first time she wanted Qin Hanhan to hold her.
But Qin Hanhan was six months pregnant; she wanted to hold her, but no one dared.
In this courtyard, besides a few young maids, only Qin Hanhan hadn’t held her yet.
Qin Hanhan liked to tease her.
When Qin Hanhan was about to extend her hands to hold her, the wet nurse quickly extended her arms to take the Little Princess away.
The weather was a bit cold. The Little Princess was wearing more clothes, looking like a little penguin being held.
The bigger the Little Princess grew, the less she liked to cry. Once taken away, she shakily walked towards them again.
Manager Li came over.
The Little Princess saw him and directly walked over to hug his leg.
Manager Li dared not move until the wet nurse picked the Little Princess up.
Manager Li had a letter in hand. As he walked over, he said, "A letter arrived from the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion."
Now that there’s no war at the border, we’ve been receiving fewer letters.
However, this letter was quite thick.
Su Jin opened the letter. First, there were letters from Marquis Dongxiang and Mrs. Tang, then one from Su Chong to Xie Jingchen, and a few from Young Master Su.
She merely smiled at the letters from others, but at Young Master Su’s, Su Jin laughed out loud.
The Princess Consort came over and asked, "What’s so funny?"
Su Jin handed the letter to the Princess Consort, whose face was also lined with black streaks.
Qin Hanhan reached over from the Princess Consort’s hand, read a couple of lines, and laughed till she clutched her stomach.
At the end of the letter, Young Master Su urged Chu Shun and Xie Jingchen not to be like Prince NanAn, placing the baby on the table, risking a faceful of urine.
Young Master Su didn’t mention their secret experiment using Huwa as a trial, luckily without being peed on themselves.
However, Huwa inevitably was drenched in his own urine.
Terrified, Young Master Su and the others rushed to wipe his face clean.
Just as they finished, Marquis Dongxiang returned, holding Huwa in his arms, unable to resist kissing him twice.
Young Master Shen tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Marquis Dongxiang sensed something was off and was about to ask when Young Master Shen was pulled away by Young Master Su.
The kissing had already happened, so it was too late to say anything more.
Young Master Shen was dragged away, and Young Master Su instructed the others that what had just happened must never be disclosed, not even beaten to death.
The group unanimously agreed to keep it a secret.
Their sneaky behavior, however, was perceived by Mr. Su.
Though not knowing what had happened, it was apparent that something indeed did.
He entered the room, took Huwa in his arms.
His keen nose detected a distinct smell of urine.
Marquis Dongxiang’s face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
Then—
Young Master Su suffered a severe beating.
Ninth Prince and the others were also not spared.
This letter was written by Young Master Su lying on the bed, tears in his eyes.
This is the unfortunate brother-in-law’s earnest reminder to his brother-in-law, to ensure it becomes a valuable lesson.
Qin Hanhan put the letter down, covering her stomach.
After a while, Su Jin sensed something wrong and hurriedly asked, "What’s the matter?"
Qin Hanhan blushed and answered, "I think I really might be going into labor this time...". ƒгeewёbnovel.com
Young Master Su’s letter was detailed, and naturally, the image of Prince NanAn getting a faceful of pee came to mind.
Laughing so hard her belly convulsed, directly breaking her water with laughter.
This time felt completely different from last time; Qin Hanhan felt like she was really going to give birth and was afraid of embarrassing herself again, so she didn’t dare to say anything.
This time, she truly couldn’t hold it in.
The midwife came over and said, "This time, it’s indeed labor."
The midwife hurriedly, with the maids, helped Qin Hanhan back into the house.
Since Qin Hanhan might go into labor at any moment, all maternity items in the small courtyard were fully prepared.
Soon, Qin Hanhan’s cries of pain echoed.
Chu Shun was both happy and distressed.
The pain seemed too severe.
He actually didn’t know childbirth could be this painful.
When they went to find Zhao Xu, by the time they returned, Su Jin had already given birth.
This labor lasted over an hour; Chu Shun sat restlessly, sweat covering his palms.
Su Jin was in the delivery room, so Chu Shun had no one to ask. When Mrs. Xu came out, he quickly asked, "Crying so miserably, could something be wrong?"
Mrs. Xu looked at him and said, "This is just the start, it will hurt even more later."
Chu Shun had a face of horror, "Isn’t there a way to relieve the pain?"
"All women endure this during childbirth. If the Princely Heir feels sorry, he should be even kinder to the Heir’s wife afterward," Mrs. Feng laughed.
How can one not care for his own wife?
Chu Shun looked toward the delivery room, shivering at Qin Hanhan’s cries of pain.
Mrs. Xu had prepared for the Heir’s wife to labor for a day and a night, but Qin Hanhan gave birth much faster than she expected.
In less than three hours, the baby was born.
A big chubby boy.
Weighing a good seven pounds and four ounces.
Because the labor was short, after giving birth, Qin Hanhan didn’t pass out.
The midwife saw this and exclaimed, "The Heir’s wife is really blessed. Although this baby stayed in the womb for long, it was decisive coming out, not troubling the Heir’s wife much."
"When he grows up, he will certainly be a filial son."
Su Jin envied Qin Hanhan for giving birth so quickly.
This might have something to do with Qin Hanhan’s physique.
She grew up in the Southern Border, where the regulations were not as strict as in Daqi. Qin Hanhan often collected herbs in the mountains, and her physique was vastly different from those delicate ladies of large households.
When she was pregnant, Su Jin noticed that Qin Hanhan’s physique was much better than hers, not getting tired easily.
Moreover, wanting to give birth sooner, she walked back and forth in the garden these few days, so it was normal for a quick labor.
Su Jin wiped the sweat from her face and said with a smile, "The child is fine; you must be tired, have a good sleep."
Qin Hanhan tried to sleep.
The maids tidied up the room; she opened her eyes and said, "I can’t sleep."
The maids, "...".
