In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1264 - 1175: Pan’er Gives Birth (6)

Chapter 1264: Chapter 1175: Pan’er Gives Birth (6)

Little Sugar Bean clearly didn’t understand what the difference was between holding a younger Imperial Sister or Brother in Nanny Xiao’s arms, but when she saw Nanny Xiao suddenly cry, she curiously tugged on First Princess’s skirt, wanting to be held.

Su Huarong quickly bent down and picked her up.

The First Princess finally came to her senses, yet she couldn’t stop shaking her head, "No, no, that can’t be! Nanny Xiao, you must be lying to me, right? Aren’t you, aren’t you?"

"No, no, no, Nanny Xiao speaks the truth. Even if I were given ten times the courage, I would not dare lie about this matter!"

Nanny Xiao kept wiping her tears with her sleeve, looking very heartbroken.

"Nanny Xiao!"

The quiet Su Huarong suddenly spoke.

His tone was very calm and collected, even though his face was bruised, it did not affect his seriousness at that moment.

"Nanny Xiao, the Empress safely delivered a princess! Look at you, you are so happy that you are crying! Quickly, tidy yourself up, and do not let the princess catch a cold. Take her into the delivery room now."

His words were gentle, but the strong undertone of warning made Nanny Xiao shiver sharply!

She then realized that her crying was inappropriate at this moment and quickly wiped away her tears, trying to smile.

"Look at this old servant, so foolishly happy that I can’t help but cry. Isn’t this out of sheer joy? The little princess is still very young, she must not be exposed to the wind, I’ll take her into the delivery room now."

Su Huarong nodded, "Please do as you see fit, Nanny Xiao."

Nanny Xiao entered the delivery room with the child, and her receding figure caused Su Huarong to stand stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and sighed deeply upon seeing the disappointment in little Yan Yan’s eyes.

Another daughter!

The days ahead for these children and Pan’er will probably be tough!

"It’s very sunny here, let’s go sit over there."

He pointed to the other side and bent down to pick up Little Sugar Bean and walk away. Realizing that Yan Yan wasn’t following, he turned back to see Yan Yan still standing there with her head lowered.

"Let’s go."

He returned, took Yan Yan by the hand, and walked away.

Yan Yan looked back three times with every step, walking very slowly, but eventually followed Su Huarong to the pavilion.

"Come sit for a while."

Su Huarong called her back, settled Yan Yan on a small stone stool, and then sat down opposite her with Little Sugar Bean. But upon turning back, he felt that something was amiss.

A faint sobbing sound reached him, and upon looking down, he saw tear drops falling through the air, soaking into the fabric of her skirt hem.

"Don’t cry."

Su Huarong opened his mouth wanting to comfort her, but he felt that in this moment, any words of comfort seemed too pale.

"Great Uncle, you do not know, back when my mother was giving birth to Little Sugar Bean, there were so many people causing havoc, creating such an ugly scene... woo woo woo..."

Yan Yan could no longer hold back and burst into tears on the stone table, crying heartbreakingly.

Although Su Huarong did not see it with his own eyes at that time, he heard about the reasons and the course of events afterward.

Now, the young Yan Yan bringing it up herself showed just how deep that shadow lingered in her heart!

Thinking of all this, Su Huarong was filled with sorrow.

"Don’t cry! Stop crying, there’s still a child in your mother’s womb who hasn’t been born yet, right? This child must be a prince, and when he grows up, he will definitely treat you well... There, don’t cry anymore, be good."

It was hard to say, even for Su Huarong himself, how much he believed in his own words.

Little Yan Yan’s sobs stopped for a moment, and then she cried even louder. Afraid of being heard, she forcibly held back from making any sound, but tears kept rolling down her cheeks incessantly.

"Imperial Sister, Imperial Sister..."

Little Sugar Bean could not speak long sentences yet, but she could already express her thoughts completely.

Seeing her Imperial Sister just kept crying and wouldn’t respond to her, she thought she might have done something wrong again that had upset her sister. She kept muttering, "Imperial Sister, Sugar Bean is good, very good, don’t cry don’t cry, hu hu..."

These words made Little Yan Yan hug Little Sugar Bean tightly, burying her face in her neck and sobbing heavily.

And it made Su Huarong’s eyes redden too!

Oh, Almighty, you are really playing with people!

The news that the Empress of Huayang Palace had given birth to another princess spread quickly like a gust of wind.

Everyone was talking about it. They discussed how Huayang Palace had birthed three princesses in a row but had not yet provided a prince. They couldn’t help but exclaim! It seemed, His Majesty had only to scatter his seeds wider and try harder, maybe he could still produce an heir. Otherwise, the only option left would be to adopt a son!

Their speculations became more and more mysterious and intense.

And inevitably, this news also reached Feng Xiyue in the Water Moon Courtyard.

At that moment, Feng Xiyue was struggling to walk around, holding onto a wooden bar hanging from the crossbeam, drenched in sweat all over.

The person who came to report this time wasn’t Nanny Jiang, but another palace maid who had already become one of her trusted aides.

"So, the Empress has only given birth to one child, and there’s still another in her womb?"

Feng Xiyue, wiping the heavy sweat off her forehead, continued walking with gritted teeth.

"Exactly, everyone’s spreading it like wildfire, and they say the news came from Huayang Palace, so it should be true." The little palace maid spoke with certainty.

"Understood, thank you for your efforts. You may leave now."

Feng Xiyue watched the palace maid leave, then continued her painful walk.

Nanny Jiang slowly approached, carrying a bowl of decoction, "Empress, here’s your medicine. You should rest a bit."

Feng Xiyue, feeling helpless, stopped walking, looked at Nanny Jiang who brought the medicine, and without asking, tilted her head back and gulped it down in one go.

"This labor-inducing pill is made by burning rabbit fur and skin into ash, then grinding it into powder, and mixing it with a ladle’s worth of wine. After drinking it, it should induce labor. This is all I can think of now. If this doesn’t help the child come, then I’m out of options!"

"I understand, Nanny. You have suffered in this matter."

Feng Xiyue silently acknowledged the kindness, then mentioned the prescription she had taken earlier: "It seems the Daphne Flower and snakegourd root in the last prescription had a very strong labor-inducing effect, it should have worked significantly. Nanny Jiang, could you please go and make another batch?"

"This... I can’t!"

Although Nanny Jiang was bold, she didn’t have the audacity to prepare another batch. What if something went wrong with the child in the Empress’s womb due to the extra dose?

"The decisions of your master, when have they ever been subject to your doubt? Go now! Nanny..."

Feng Xiyue urged relentlessly.