The shopkeeper felt slightly relieved.

The ginseng he saw just now was probably worth at least several hundred taels of silver.

He really is a rich man.

A guest room upstairs has been turned into a delivery room.

Standing at the door of the room was an elegantly dressed old lady.

Standing next to the old lady was a little boy of about eight or nine years old who was frail and had a sallow complexion.

The little boy coughed from time to time.

"Jin'er, go back to your room and rest." The old lady looked down at the little boy and said with concern.

"Aren't you tired, Jin'er? Jin'er has to wait for mother to give birth to a younger brother." The little boy said obediently, with a very firm expression.

Seeing this, the old lady sighed helplessly.

This is her only legitimate grandson and the only male grandson of the British Duke.

She gave birth to three sons, who gave birth to more than a dozen granddaughters.

Only my daughter-in-law gave birth to such a precious grandson.

However, this grandson has been frail since he was a child and is not expected to live a long life.

She now fully hopes that her daughter-in-law will give birth to a boy again.

"Wow wow... wow wow..."

"It's born... it's born..."

The baby's cry and the midwife's surprised voice came from the room at the same time.

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it a boy or a girl?" the old lady raised her voice and asked eagerly.

The room was silent for a moment.

Then, the door opened and a woman came out.

"To answer the old lady's question, it's a... girl." The old woman bowed and replied, her face full of anxiety.
Chapter completed!