Ruoao Yuejiao knelt in front of the King of Chu's bedroom, and Leng Yu poured his legs that had lost consciousness because of the sixty military sticks. The blood was constantly taken away by Leng Yu from the wound. His face was as pale as paper and his face was no longer visible.

Even so, it did not make his straight bee waist bend at all.

No one ordered it either.

He staggered and fell, and he had to stand up by himself.

Lu Yi wanted to come forward to help him, but he pushed him away, "This lieutenant is not that weak!"

"Yes, the eldest son!"

Lu Yi took back his hand.

A pair of wolves' eyes flashed with a fierce light, Yue Jiao said in a deep voice, "Isn't the king going to have a child? Then give that person to the king as a gift, and say that it was my good second uncle who had let him go!"

"Then we have to give our grand girl a big gift!"

"Thanks for everything they did today."

"yes!"

...

The heavy rain was falling, and Mi Zhao nervously supported Princess Wu and stood under the wet corridor, asking, "Mother, do you really want this?"

"If your brother is not born again, this trend will really go! Although the king protects Mi Huang's position as crown prince today, it is because your brother is not born. If he is born early, the voice of supporting the young master in the court will be even more determined." Princess Wu said gritted her teeth, and suddenly pushed away Mi Zhao's hand that was supported by him after he finished speaking.

"Then Mother, be careful and never be hurt."

Mi Zhao, who was standing behind her, responded softly, but her eyes were staring at her stepping towards the small water beach under the corridor in front of her.

Soon, it was reported from Ziyan Palace that Princess Wu slipped in the delivery room early due to heavy rain in the palace.

In the delivery room, the sound of Princess Wu screaming at the top of her lungs. Outside the delivery room, the King of Chu who heard the news was blocked outside the hall by Mi Zhao. "Father, mother is giving birth, you can't go in!"

"Okay... Then Zhao'er, hurry up and see how your mother is?" The King of Chu looked anxiously at the delivery room with misty lights and said worriedly.

"Well, don't worry, Father!"

"Mother, you will definitely be lucky to have a celestial phenomenon and give birth to your younger brother safely."

Mi Zhao comforted the King of Chu easily and ordered Aunt Li to welcome the King of Chu to the side of the bedroom to rest. Then she took Qin Hong alone to push open the rich door of the delivery room and lifted the curtains. She looked at the mother lying on her mother holding the bed sheet in pain, holding her hand, and shouted, "Zhaoer, the mother is so painful!"

"Mother, don't be afraid. Didn't you just say that as long as my brother was born early, we will be free of worries in the future. By then you will never be in pain again..."

Mi Zhao held her hand tightly, patted the back of her hand gently, and said softly.

"Yeah, Zhao'er..."

Princess Wu, who was lying on the phoenix bed, nodded vigorously, his head full of sweat. The woman on the side also asked Princess Wu to use force.

...

In Ziyan Palace, the midwife had already arranged a long time ago to look at the Princess Wu who had not given birth after midnight and said worriedly, "Three Princess, it's not good, the princess has fainted from labor."

A flash of lightning flashed past the window. Mi Zhao, who was resting on the couch in front of the window, suddenly opened his eyes and passed a white light that looked like a shocking lightning. His eyebrows sank and said unhappily, "Don't women give birth like this. My mother is old and it's normal for her to have difficulty giving birth..."

I don’t know how long it took, but a sound finally sounded from the curtains: “Born, born…”

But the midwife who came out with the child turned her face and the joy of the newborn was replaced by frustration. She said, "It's just that the princess gave birth to a princess..."

Then she slapped the child with both hands, but the child did not react for a long time and said to Mi Zhao anxiously, "Princess, this child is still a dead baby... What should I do?... If the Empress knows, she will definitely be heartbroken!"

It is unlucky to die in the palace.

Especially all of them have to be buried with them.

Mi Zhao stood up and looked at Qin Hong, An Zhi smiled calmly and said, "It's okay, I'm prepared for it."

Qin Hong pushed open the door of the compartment and walked out of a wet nurse's arms. The little baby boy, with a pink and jade-carved jade, was very cute. What's strange is that the child and Princess Wu's eyebrows are similar. "No, if you take this child out, I will say that my mother gave birth to a young man."

"How can this work?"

The midwife felt scared at first, and when she heard this, she almost became unstable with her hands holding the child, "Isn't this confusing the royal bloodline?"

"Then do you want to be buried with the dead little princess?" Mi Zhao looked at the midwife who refused and said with a slightly outspoken voice.

"You have thought about whether you want to live or die. This princess will fulfill you tonight."

The midwife in the room, the palace maid, Aunt Li and other close-fitting palace maids thought for a while, and knelt down and replied, "I want to live."

"What should I do, do you know?"

Mi Zhao asked as she looked at the midwife and Aunt Li.

The midwife tightened the young baby boy in her arms, nodded, and then cleaned up the expression on her face. At the same time, Qin Hong ordered the dead baby girl to take away and took out a jade box that seemed to have been in charge.

Aunt Li watched the third princess do all this, and a hint of awe suddenly emerged in her eyes.

That kind of look was only seen when he looked at the former Princess Wu, but now he looked at her with even more awe. He followed the midwife to hold the child carefully.

They pushed the door open and walked out of the delivery room. Zhao Changshi, who had been outside all night, told the good news, "Sir Changshi, the princess gave birth to a young prince, and I, the State of Chu, were very happy."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Changshi was startled at first, and then a hint of joy came into his eyes, followed by a congratulations outside the delivery room, "Congratulations to the princess for getting the young master! Congratulations to the king for getting the young master! Congratulations to our State of Chu for finally having children!"

A voice of congratulation suddenly sounded outside the hall. Standing in the hall, Mi Zhao curled his lips and chuckled slightly, looked at the unconscious mother on the phoenix bed holding a cool smile that seemed to be there, then bent down and pulled the brocade quilt for her, and said softly to her, "Mother, thank you so much for your hard work. I will try my best for the rest of our lives."

"Doctor Fang, do you know how to deal with the consequences?" After saying that, Mi Zhao stood up and gently fell on Dr. Fang's chest.

"Princess, please rest assured. Fang Yuan knows how to sit." The young imperial doctor grabbed her tenderness and smiled.

"Then the princess will take care of her brother first."

Mi Zhao smiled, Tingting walked out of the inner hall with graceful figure. Doctor Fang looked at the graceful figure who had gone away, then looked at the haggard middle-aged concubine on the phoenix bed who had given birth. He walked to the incense burner on the side, took out a piece of wrapped spice from his arms and threw it in the incense burner. Then he went out and ordered someone to decoct medicine. Princess Wu, who had just finished giving birth, fell asleep in the bed, and slowly released her jade hand holding the brocade quilt...

A group of black and cold-armored Tiger Imperial Guards pushed open the princess' bedroom with a "touch" and entered one after another, sending all the female doctors, midwife and palace maids who gave birth to her to the road and bury the princess with the princess.

The entire palace, only two incense sticks, "the news that the princess gave birth to a young son but died of childbirth" spread throughout the palace.

In Ziyan Palace, the King of Chu was heartbroken with his newborn child. "Mu's beloved concubine accompanied me for the rest of my life, but she could not accompany me until the end. Me can't even give you a position before you die... Me, I'm sorry to you..."

In the 19th year of King Mu of Chu, the honored Princess of Wu, who died after giving birth to a son.

When you die, you will be forty years.

After his death, he was posthumously named the queen.

Overnight, the King of Chu, who was still singing the gentleman Yangyang during the day, seemed to be old. The imperial doctor said that the King of Chu was grieving, his old illness recurred, his legs were not bad, and his eyes were turbid.

The Ziyan Palace, which had been prosperous in the past forever, seemed to have fallen silent overnight as her master disappeared.

There are no longer singing and dancing all night in the past, no longer the laughter of the King of Chu. Even the wisteria flowers planted with corridors on the wind and rain fell overnight. The entire Ziyan Palace was hung with plain white banners for a moment, comparable to the Lenghua Palace.

The still alive palace servants walked in it more carefully.

The voice was afraid of disturbing the only King of Chu in the palace who could not go to.

The King of Chu has been half asleep and half awake, still in his dream.

He could not believe that the Princess Wu, who had been with him for most of his life, left him alone and left his newborn child. The voice, appearance and smile of the King of Wu kept appearing in front of him, but once he woke up, he only saw a palace of white silk.

In the cradle in the distance, the new young man was handed over to the nanny in the palace by the King of Chu to take. He opened his small eyes that looked like Princess Wu, smiling with his eyebrows and eyes, and from time to time he made a few "ah-ah" sounds.

The wet nurse was afraid that she would be shocked by the King of Chu, so she had to carry him further away.

Because there have been several waves of palace ladies who have not taken good care of the princess during their lifetime and were sent to the princess for being buried with her.

By midnight, Mi Huang was awakened from the nightmare by another thunder. The palace was filled with the screams of palace maids. She woke up in sweat before she heard the news that Princess Wu had a child in advance.

Siqin said to her, "The princess, the princess has given birth to a young man, but in the end she exhausted her energy and died. The king has dismissed the court for three days tomorrow."

"knew."

She held Siqin's hand and sat up slowly, touched the child in her belly, and felt a little worried. Maybe because she had not had a rest for three days and a night of storms, the child was particularly kicking this night.

But now everything has come together.

It made her feel very uneasy.

When he heard that Cheng Jia was coming, Mi Huang immediately changed into clothes, washed up and wanted to see him.

After the two briefly talked for a while, Cheng Jia urged her to visit the situation of the King of Chu first and mourn the Princess of Wu by the way. After all, although the princess is dead now, they really have to make other plans to give birth to a young man.

When Mi Huang arrived at the King of Chu's bedroom, there was no one outside the hall except for the continuous rain curtains, but the lights in the hall were swaying, reflecting the figures of two people, one was weak, the wind was till the twilight, and the other was tall, like a wolf or a tiger. Among them, there was a child's heart-wrenching cry that resounded throughout this rainy night.

She wanted to enter the palace and meet the King of Chu, but was stopped by Zhao Changshi. "The princess, the king is now heartbroken and sad, no one will see him."

"Then the minister Zhao Chang would like to pay my respects to my father, so that he would not worry too much." Mi Huang clenched his fists and gave up in the end.

"Yes, the grand girl."

...

Because of the death of Princess Wu, the major clans who heard the news sent people to the palace to ask about the funeral overnight. Even Ruoao stopped asking Yue Jiao for questioning, and had to collect some of the beautiful flowers in the mansion and put them on plain clothes. This was the order of the King of Chu to let the entire Yingdu mourn the Princess Wu.

It's really a glory after death.

The outside court also stopped for three days.

...

Late at night, the Ruoao clan members who had been waiting for Yuejiao for the middle of the night did not wait for him, but waited for someone from the palace to report: "The Princess Wu gave birth to a young son and died."
To be continued...