Rebirth of the Beautiful Repaying Gratitude: Quick Transmigration and Childbirth System

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Liu Qianyu has been pregnant for more than five months.

Her belly became rounder and rounder, and her movements became increasingly inconvenient.

Murong Dize's love and care for her became more and more delicate and meticulous.

Murong Di Ze, although an emperor, devoted all his energy after government affairs to his beloved wife.

Every day, apart from handling important state affairs, he hardly left Liu Qianyu's side. From diet to rest, he personally took care of her daily life.

On this day, after Murong Di Ze finished his government affairs, he hurried back to the Glazed Fairyland Palace.

Seeing his wife who was more than five months pregnant and four little ones waiting for his return, he felt very happy at this moment.

When I returned home and saw my wife and children, my heart felt as warm as spring. I am so lucky, what more could I ask for?

"Baoer, I'm back."

Liu Qianyu looked up at Murong Dize, her eyes filled with a gentle smile.

"Aze, you've worked hard."

Murong Di Ze smiled slightly and shook his head, with doting expression on his lips and his eyes full of sweetness and tenderness.

"Is the baby in your belly bothering you?"

"You are much more well behaved today than yesterday. Maybe it's because of my father's teachings that it's working."

"You are really a good child of your father."

Murong Di Ze gently touched Liu Qianyu's belly, carefully helped her into the house, and let her lean comfortably on the soft cushion.

The four little ones also gathered around, some used their little hands to massage Liu Qianyu's shoulders, and some used their little fists to hit her legs, which made Liu Qianyu laugh.

The little princess Murong Hanyue stretched out her little hand and gently stroked Liu Qianyu's belly, her eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.

"Mother, when will my sister come out to play with me?"

Liu Qianyu smiled and scratched her little nose.

"How do you know it's my sister, little guy?"

The little princess tilted her head, thought about it seriously, and then nodded firmly.

"I have a younger brother, but I want a younger sister."

Crown Prince Murong Hongche also came over and nodded seriously.

"I want a sister too."

The two little princes also echoed and expressed their agreement.

Liu Qianyu looked at the children's innocent smiling faces, feeling helpless.

"Then it all depends on fate."

Murong Di Ze watched this scene from the side, his eyes full of pampering and satisfaction.

He gently held Liu Qianyu's hand.

"Baoer, no matter what they are, as long as they are born by you, I like them all."

* * *

Twenty-three years of the Holy Dynasty.

The winter wind was biting cold, but the Glazed Fairyland Palace was still as warm as spring. However, Murong Dize's mood was as if it was attacked by the winter wind, nervous and uneasy.

Outside the delivery room, Murong Di Ze paced back and forth anxiously, his brows furrowed, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He wanted to slap himself, hating himself for falling into Baoer's "honey trap" again and promising not to go into the delivery room.

At this moment, he could only wander outside the door, his heart in a mess. Every minute and every second was like a sharp blade, cutting his tense nerves.

The scene in the dream followed him like a shadow. Liu Qianyu was covered in blood, lying weakly in his arms. The powerlessness and despair almost suffocated Murong Di Ze.

Empress Dowager Heyi, who was sitting nearby, looked at her son's bloodshot eyes with her heart filled with pity.

She knew very well how important Liu Qianyu was in Murong Dize's heart.

Empress Dowager He Yi sighed softly and turned to give instructions to the personal nanny beside her.

"Go in and tell the midwives in the delivery room that if anything happens, they must protect the queen."

Murong Dize couldn't bear to hear these words, and his rationality completely collapsed at this moment.

His eyes instantly became moist, he clenched his fists, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, somewhat out of control.

"Mother, there is no such thing as a surprise! My precious child will be fine."

Murong Di Ze's heart was burning like fire, he could no longer endure the tormenting wait, and was about to push the door open regardless of the consequences.

Just then, the door of the delivery room opened from the inside.

Several midwives were in high spirits, holding three little lives in their arms. They walked out of the delivery room with brisk steps, their faces filled with joy and excitement.

"Congratulations to the Queen Mother, congratulations to the Emperor! The Queen has been blessed with great fortune, giving birth to three sons at once. This is a great blessing for our dynasty. The mother and the four children are all safe and healthy. May God bless our dynasty and bring peace and prosperity to the country and the people!"

As the midwives' congratulations fell, the entire palace seemed to be shrouded in a warm and auspicious atmosphere.

Upon seeing this, the palace maids around knelt on the ground and joined the congratulations with the most pious attitude.

"Congratulations to the Emperor, congratulations to the Empress Dowager! The Empress is a model mother to the country, and she has a son. This is a blessing for our dynasty and the people!"

These waves of congratulations echoed in the Glazed Fairyland Palace, filled with blessings for the master.

At this time, Murong Dize had completely ignored everything around him. He didn't even bother to look at the child and rushed into the delivery room.

Empress Dowager He Yi shook her head helplessly, and she smiled brightly at the confused midwife.

"Okay, okay, there will be a big reward!"

She took the little prince lovingly and coaxed him gently.

"My golden grandson, I don't care about father, grandma will hold you and love you."

Empress Dowager He Yi gently took the three little princes one by one, holding each one gently and looking at them carefully.

She gently stroked their delicate faces with her hands, which were full of traces of time but extremely warm.

Murong Dize almost rushed into the delivery room.

The moment he stepped into the room, his eyes were instantly fixed on the weak figure on the bed.

Liu Qianyu lay quietly, her usually rosy lips now looked a little pale.

This scene hit Murong Dize's heart like a heavy hammer, causing his legs to go weak involuntarily.

He staggered a few steps before he managed to steady himself, and finally fell down and sat down beside Liu Qianyu's bed.

Liu Qianyu reached out her hand, stroked Murong Dize's face, and soothed him softly.

"Aze, don't be afraid, I'm really fine, it doesn't hurt."

Murong Di Ze held Liu Qianyu's hands tightly with trembling hands. His fingers were cold, which seemed out of place compared to Liu Qianyu.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, but tears fell involuntarily, dripping into her scattered hair and slowly sliding down her slightly pale cheeks.

"Bao'er, our lost child is back. I'll ask the imperial physician to prescribe medicine for me. We won't have any more children, okay?"

Murong Di Ze's voice was choked with sobs, and his tone was full of pleading and distress. He wished so much that he could bear all the pain for her, but he was powerless.

"Bao'er, I really can't bear this kind of torture any longer. In these few hours, I feel like I have aged ten years."

Liu Qianyu looked at Murong Dize with her bloodshot eyes and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

She finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the system in her mind.

"Xiao Ling, do I have enough merit points to be reborn now?"

"Host, if this mission is successfully completed, you will have just enough merit points."

System Ling's voice was filled with a hint of relief.

Liu Qianyu looked at Murong Dize tenderly and nodded softly.

"Okay, we won't have any more children."

These words, like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, instantly warmed up Murong Dize's heart.

He placed a gentle and tender kiss between her eyebrows, his voice low and full of gratitude.

"Thank you, my baby."