In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1282 - 1193: The Price Paid

Chapter 1282: Chapter 1193: The Price Paid

Seeing Su Pan’er come in, she hurriedly bowed in respect.

"Greetings to the Empress!"

"Rise."

Su Pan’er waved her hand casually, stepped forward, and upon a close examination, she too was startled by the child’s cyanotic face!

It was a symptom of extreme oxygen deprivation.

She quickly picked up a small pillow, cradled the child on its side, and placed him on the pillow with his head hanging over it, gently massaging along his thin back.

Before long, the child suddenly opened his mouth and spat out quite a bit of milk.

"It must be milk aspiration, milk entered the windpipe, and because the child is too small to avoid it, he suffocated."

Su Pan’er explained the origin of her inspection results, and then continued with her skilled treatment, which made the Imperial Physician stare in amazement.

Soon, as Su Pan’er’s rescue efforts were coming to an end, Qin Yi hurried back, "How is the child? Nothing serious, I hope?"

"He should be fine now, I’ve already cleared the milk from his windpipe. But we’ll have to wait and see if there are other complications."

Su Pan’er couldn’t bear to even blink, watching Ah Mann’s complexion intently.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before the child’s cyanotic face gradually returned to normal, relieving them both.

"This child, so small and fragile, really breaks one’s heart."

Qin Yi’s brow was tightly furrowed, wishing he could suffer in the child’s stead.

"The child is so small, that’s why he’s like this. After three months, there usually aren’t any major problems. Speaking of which, time flies; the child will soon be one month old. Once that’s passed, time will march on even faster."

A newborn child grows visibly day by day.

Talking about the child’s full-month celebration made Su Pan’er sincerely hope the child could grow up quickly. Once he was older and stronger, he would likely be sick much less.

After waiting for the child’s vital signs to stabilize into deep sleep, they finally returned, dragging their weary bodies.

"This child is so delicate, it’s frighteningly easy to get scared."

Qin Yi was genuinely worried!

Ah Mann’s face turned purple every few days, struggling to breathe, and the two Imperial Physicians tasked with his care were almost taking turns staying in the palace, daring not to slacken in the slightest. Yet the child fell ill when he should, and regardless of the adults’ exhaustion, they couldn’t afford any accidents with the child.

"After the full month, I’ll give the child another thorough examination. I don’t know if my feeling is wrong, but I haven’t found anything wrong with the child’s body."

Normally, premature babies are prone to a variety of issues, but this set of twins had been carried by Su Pan’er for 36 weeks, a full nine months, which was quite fortunate for twins.

"Yes! Huanhuan is very cheerful, only Ah Mann, it wouldn’t be like him if he didn’t cause some trouble every other day."

"Huanhuan is indeed robust!"

Speaking of the Third Princess Huanhuan, the two of them laughed together.

Compared to Ah Mann, who fell sick every other day, Huanhuan could eat and sleep well every day, seldom crying when held in the wet nurse’s embrace. If she did cry, it was certainly because she was hungry or needed a diaper change. Just by filling her tummy or putting on a clean diaper, she would sleep until hunger struck again.

By now, she had gradually lost the reddish and wrinkly appearance of a newborn baby, her skin turning pale and smooth.

Yet Ah Mann remained wrinkly, and as time went by, the two children’s appearances diverged further, heading in opposite directions.

"Yes..."

Su Pan’er sighed deeply, her worries growing. She then recalled Feng Xiyue’s situation, "Speaking of which, Imperial Concubine Feng’s brother came to the palace today with Feng Jiu and two Doctors. I didn’t see him and just had the servants take them to Imperial Concubine Feng’s quarters as usual."

"Oh, how skilled are those two Doctors?"

Qin Yi rested his chin in his hand, pondering Feng Xiyue’s condition.

"As for their medical expertise, I’m not sure, but when those two Imperial Physicians left with Feng Jiu, they looked utterly dejected. It seems they were probably disappointed."

"Mm... So Pan’er, what do you think of her illness?"

Su Pan’er didn’t answer him.

Although she hadn’t taken the pulse herself, from what she heard of the symptoms, it seemed that Feng Xiyue had suffered a fundamental injury during childbirth, with possibly a tear or retained materials inside her body.

To cure it, unless the Doctors Feng Jiu brought were supernaturally skilled, the outcome was likely the same. It was just a matter of how long she could hold on!

Qin Yi wrapped his arm around her waist, and they walked slowly along the famous pavilion in the garden, both falling into silence.

Su Pan’er didn’t say much until they returned to the house, where, looking out through the gauze windows at the lush greenery, she sighed.

"People... must be responsible for every choice they make. I remember someone saying, ’Cats love to eat fish, but they can’t swim. Fish love worms, yet they can’t come ashore. Life is about having and losing, choosing and giving up. No one gets everything they want; no life is without its difficulties. Hence, it’s not worth getting serious with others, for it’s not worthwhile, and getting serious with oneself, because it’s too painful.’ Those words are truly well said."

"Mm, you’re absolutely right. Cats would drown if they went into water, and fish would die if left on land. That’s a principle, a natural law," Qin Yi nodded in agreement.

"The world is vast, and temptations are plenty. Only those who resist temptation can laugh last. To harvest, one must sow. Sowing doesn’t guarantee a reward, but without sowing, there is sure to be no reward."

Su Pan’er’s expression was serene: "People constantly gain and lose. Positive has its negative, and the negative has its positive. The reason the heavens gave humans two hands and not countless tentacles like an octopus is to tell us that when you embrace something, you’re bound to lose something else. That is balance!"

"Hey, hey, hey! What’s this about balance? I could never have imagined you’d understand these principles of governance."

Qin Yi teased her, lying back on the chaise lounge.

Although their garden was cooler than other palaces, Su Pan’er’s constitution couldn’t be exposed to the breeze or catch a chill, so all the windows were covered with gauze, and no ice was placed in the center of the room. Although it couldn’t be described as an oven, it was really hot.

"These are eternal truths. I never spoke of statecraft. I was referring to Feng Xiyue’s matter!"

Su Pan’er shot him a sideways glance, sitting down on the edge of the chaise lounge with a particularly wistful tone: "She couldn’t resist the temptation and forced herself to induce labor prematurely. ’When the fruit is ripe, it will fall from the vine.’ If you pick a fruit before it’s ripe, you’re certain to pay some form of price."

The price of picking an unripe melon is that it decreases the sweetness of the fruit; that’s one kind of price. Then there’s the price of spraying chemicals to ripen it artificially.

And the price Feng Xiyue paid was her own health.

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