Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Changle Palace, Jiangyun Hall.

The eunuchs and palace maids prepared the things the woman needed for delivery in an orderly manner.

The imperial physician and his female doctor rushed over and hurried into the hall to check on Wen Baolin's condition.

Madam Wen stood in the hall and watched this scene, wanting to speak but stopping herself. She wanted to say something but was concerned about the 29th female official in charge of Changle Palace, who was standing beside her and ordering the palace maids and eunuchs to work in an orderly manner with a serious face. She could only pace around the hall anxiously.

She had been in the palace for more than half a month and had seen how powerful she was. Although she was a sixth-rank female official in the harem, she did not dare to act in front of her or do anything in private, because she represented His Majesty and she was afraid that she would do something wrong by accident and affect the image of her daughter in His Majesty's heart.

But childbirth is always a dangerous thing for women. How much can someone who has never experienced childbirth understand?

"Baolin is in good health. She can take some easily digestible food to increase her strength and walk around the palace appropriately to facilitate delivery." After the imperial physician lowered his eyes and said this, he stood up and bowed, leaving the female doctor behind and went outside the palace to wait.

The female doctor came forward and helped Wen Baolin, whose forehead was covered with sweat, along with the palace maid.

For a powerful official and his daughter, the heaviest things in their lives were their expensive clothes and jewelry. How could they endure the pain of childbirth? They couldn't help but scream out during the contractions.

The doctor said: "Baolin, be patient and don't waste your strength at this time."

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Wen stepped forward, "The midwife in charge of the delivery is already cleaning the body."

As they were talking, four midwives were brought into the hall and told Wen Baolin the precautions for childbirth in order to divert her attention.

After a while, the eunuch brought a bowl of medicine into the hall.

Twenty-nine explained: "This is medicine to help women give birth. It is up to Baolin to drink it or not."

Wen Baolin and Twenty-Nine have been together for a long time and have already understood the personalities of the people under His Majesty's command. They have always only given suggestions and never helped make decisions.

"I drink." Could His Majesty possibly harm his own child?

Madam Wen grabbed Wen Baolin's arm and said worriedly, "My son, medicine is poisonous. You are in good health and can give birth to an heir to the throne. Why take the risk?"

If her daughter was the only pregnant woman in the palace, she would not say anything, after all, the royal heir is precious.

But now there are more than a dozen concubines in the palace who are about to give birth, and the rest are also pregnant. To put it bluntly, the royal heir in my daughter's belly is not so rare.

Besides, don’t others want to give birth to Your Majesty’s eldest son?

There is no guarantee that someone will not tamper with it...

Wen Baolin shook his head weakly, "No one dares to harm anyone under your majesty's nose."

As he said this, he asked the eunuch to bring the medicine to her.

The places for concubines in various parts of the harem.

When they learned that Wen Baolin might give birth to His Majesty's eldest son, they could not hide their envy.

They also thought about using drugs to induce the birth of the eldest son and daughter, but unfortunately, they had no chance at all.

They had no chance to bribe the imperial physicians, and the imperial physicians did not dare to give them the chance to say words to win people's hearts. Every time after taking the pulse, they ran away faster than rabbits!

Even family members who entered the palace to accompany the birthing mother were searched and were not allowed to bring medicine into the palace. Even if the medicine was hidden secretly, it could be found.

Not only were the women who were found to be carrying illegal drugs sent back, but even the heads of the families were summoned to the palace by His Majesty to be reprimanded.

Not only did he lose all his dignity and face, but he also aroused other people's vigilance, making his situation even more difficult.

"Aunt, do we really not need to go see Wen Baolin?" A pregnant Baolin asked the head female official of the palace hesitantly.

The female official in charge replied in a serious tone: "No, Baolin is pregnant and it is not convenient for her to go to crowded places."

After hearing this, Baolin felt relieved.

The same conversation was also heard in other palaces, and the responses were the same.

So when Qianghua rushed to the Jiangyun Palace, there were no concubines gathered here.

Compared to meeting His Majesty who does not favor them, the royal heir in her belly is more important.

"I have met His Majesty!"

The palace people saluted one after another.

Qianghua turned around and asked the imperial physician waiting outside the palace, "How is Wen Baolin's health?"

Imperial Physician: "Wen Baolin..."

Before he could finish his words, the sound of a baby crying was heard in the hall.

"It's born, it's born!" Mrs. Wen's joyful voice spread outside the hall.

The palace door opened quickly, and Wen Baolin's trusted maid came out. Seeing Qianghua at the door, she saluted with a look of surprise, "Your Majesty."

Qianghua waved her hand and told the imperial physician, "Go and check on Wencai's health."

Imperial Physician: “Yes.”

How could the palace maid who was close to Wencairen not hear that His Majesty had promoted her master? She thanked him quickly and then returned to the palace happily.

After a while, Madam Wen came out with a swaddling baby in her arms, looking very happy. "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of your baby boy!"

This is your Majesty’s eldest son!

The palace maids and eunuchs beside him all knelt on the ground, "Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Qianghua smiled and said, "The talented scholar has done a great service in giving birth to a prince. Here's a reward!"

Mrs. Wen was very excited: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Qianghua waved her hand and asked them to bring the child into the house. After all, the weather was starting to get colder.

After the imperial physician came out to report that Wen Cairen was fine, Qianghua said a few words of concern to her through the screen and then returned to Yanhe Hall.

It's not that she loves dealing with work, but that she has nowhere to go.

If she was not in Yanhe Hall, the concubines in the harem would have to bring her food and drinks and come to see her.

Can't bear it.

Wencairen lay on the bed, looking at the hazy figure leaving behind the screen, feeling a little lost.

Mrs. Wen knew what her daughter was thinking and sighed inwardly. Yes, how could such a powerful man not make her daughter's heart beat?

He patted his daughter's hand and consoled her: "Your Majesty is the ruler of the world, and your mind is definitely not on love affairs."

Wencai pulled the corner of his mouth bitterly, "My daughter understands."

I just hope that His Majesty won’t meet the person who makes his heart beat.

Looking at the baby with closed eyes beside him, Wencai Ren endured and uttered one word: "Ugly."

Mrs. Wen was stunned, then patted Wen Cairen in annoyance, "Don't talk nonsense, my grandson is so handsome!"

Then he asked someone to carry the child down, "Go to sleep, we can talk about anything after you wake up."

Wencairen closed his eyes obediently.

As the talented woman gave birth to her child, the concubines in the harem began to "deliver" one after another.

The third-day bathing banquets are held one after another.

The royal family members and civil and military officials all turned green in the face from giving so many gifts.

The gift cannot be too small or too big. Even if they are all the same, giving more than ten of them would be enough to make people feel painful.

If Qianghua was a little more ruthless, she would have held both the full moon banquet and the hundred-day banquet... well... all the officials would have resigned collectively, right?

…………