Finally, Hua Qianmo stopped what she was doing. She wiped her blood-stained hands randomly, and ordered the maid beside her: "Pour cold water on her to wake her up, and then quickly call the midwife to give birth to the baby."

The burnt area has been treated urgently, and the top priority is to let Ye Jiangxue give birth to the child so that treatment can continue.

"Cold water...splash..." The maids were all dumbfounded. No matter how bad this convulsion monster is, she is still the empress of the Southern Jin Dynasty and the most noble woman in the Southern Jin Dynasty!

Are they all tired of living? Even if Her Majesty the Empress doesn't care, the two people standing outside will not let them go!

"Don't you dare?" The corner of Hua Qianmo's mouth showed a scornful smile. Unexpectedly, Ye Jiangxue still had some authority.

Glancing sideways at the maid who was shakily retreating, Hua Qianmo quickly scooped a ladle of cold water from the barrel and poured it neatly onto Ye Jiangxue's face.

Feeling the cold feeling, Ye Jiangxue suddenly woke up and struggled to open her hazy eyes. Pain instantly swept through her body.

Seeing that Her Majesty the Empress woke up, the maids rushed out, shouting for the midwife.

The two black figures, one green and one white, who had stood outside the pearwood door for a long time, finally made some move. However, they just looked at each other and continued to stand in front of the door, unmoving - no one can go in now, they have to wait, wait.

It's a torture.

The night is as quiet as water, the moonlight slants down, the locust flowers are rustling, and the new buds bloom quietly, performing a memorial ceremony about life and death.

When the midwife arrived, Hua Qianmo was sitting on a chair, munching on sweet and delicious pears, not paying any attention to Ye Jiangxue, who was on the bed on the verge of life and death.

Looking at Ye Jiangxue's facial features wrinkled together due to pain, she felt extremely comfortable.

"Can you feel full if you eat pears? It's better for you to stay in the hut, where you can find everything you need." Even though the pain was so painful that his voice was trembling, the convulsions monster still didn't forget to convulse!

Giving birth to a child is indeed a very painful thing, and giving birth to a child with injuries all over your body is even more painful.

At the beginning, Ye Jiangxue pursed her lips tightly and refused to make a sound. She knew that Yan Junqing must be standing outside the door with a worried look on her face. She didn't want him to worry and would feel distressed when she heard him.

However, the severe pain still made her cry out.

Little Baozi is a master who can do anything. In less than a moment of burning the incense, Ye Jiangxue screamed heartbreakingly.

Outside the pear-wood door, Yan Junqing listened to her heart-rending shouts, feeling so heartbroken that she almost died.

At this moment, everything is fine, as long as he exchanges her pain, even if he takes his life.

Yan Nian had already bit his lower lip, unable to bear to listen any more. He turned his head and sighed, his heart filled with grief and anger. His blue shirt was fluttering in the wind, and dark red blood stains were looming.

In the wing room, Hua Qianmo listened to Ye Jiangxue's shouts, looked at her face twisted into a ball due to pain, and sneered in her heart. The child who should not have been born at this time was forced out by her with a silver needle. Ye Jiangxue

It must be very painful. The birth is less than a month old, and no one knows whether the baby will be alive or stillborn.

Perhaps, she should be grateful to Yan Nian for her tough tactics, which allowed her to completely ruin Ye Jiangxue's appearance and forcefully give birth to this child...

Even if a baby less than seven months old survives, he or she is born with insufficient resources and cannot be fed.
Chapter completed!