Who made Xiao Changyi the king.
With Xiao Changyi insisting on staying in the delivery room, they were just small midwives and didn’t dare to stop him; they didn’t want to lose their heads.
Several midwives thought as such.
Ye Zhi couldn’t eat because An Jing was about to give birth; she was worried about An Jing, afraid sothing might happen to her.
Gong Juechen was calm, continuing to eat his breakfast there.
"Ah—" Suddenly, a painful cry from An Jing ca from the inner room. The cry was particularly piercing, allowing everyone to feel that pain, making their scalp tingle and scaring Ye Zhi into a shiver.
Seeing this, Gong Juechen promptly put down his chopsticks, held Ye Zhi’s hand, and said worriedly: "Zhizhi, let’s go back."
Ye Zhi tightly held his hand, shook her head at him, indicating she wouldn’t leave. Her Boss was giving birth in there, going through what felt like the Gate of Hell; she was very worried and couldn’t possibly leave.
The four children were also startled by An Jing’s painful cry.
"Ah—" Again, An Jing’s painful cry ca, extrely shrill. The four children could feel An Jing’s agony as if she were at death’s door.
At this point, the four children burst into loud cries.
"Mother! Mother!" The four children cried while frantically and fearfully pounding on the door, "Don’t give birth! We don’t want siblings anymore. Mother, don’t give birth! Don’t give birth! Hurry and co out, mother... We don’t want you to give birth! Hurry out, mother..."
Giving birth isn’t sothing that can be stopped at will. Though the children’s words were childish, they made the painfully laboring An Jing extraordinarily gratified.
Amidst enduring the agony of childbirth, An Jing loudly spoke to the four children outside the door: "Jing’er, Star, Qinger, Yun Er, mother is fine. You don’t, don’t be afraid; mother will give birth soon. You go and play with your godfather and godmother. When you re, return, mother will have given birth... Ah—"
Another piercing scream straight to the heavens.
"Mother—" The four children cried even harder, refusing to listen, unwilling to go with ng Zhuqing and Tobanya sowhere else; they kept pounding on the door, hoping An Jing wouldn’t give birth.
"You... you... listen... listen..." An Jing’s face twisted from the pain, her forehead drenched in sweat, trying to comfort the four kids outside, but the pain was too severe, preventing her from speaking complete sentences.
Seeing An Jing distracted by the four kids, Xiao Changyi imdiately shouted loudly: "ng Zhuqing, take them away!"
"Yes!" ng Zhuqing answered loudly, no longer trying to coax the children with Tobanya to follow them, but directly pulled them out of the main courtyard to another courtyard where An Jing’s cries couldn’t be heard.
Listening to An Jing’s increasingly louder cries of pain, Ye Zhi felt her scalp tingle, grasped Gong Juechen’s hand tighter and tighter, and even had palms full of sweat.
Even though she wasn’t the one giving birth, she seed to feel that kind of intense pain.
Not only was she worried about An Jing now, but she was also afraid that if she were to give birth, she would experience such pain...
Really terrifying...
Gong Juechen let Ye Zhi clutch his hand, while his other hand held Ye Zhi tightly, softly comforting her: "Zhizhi, don’t be afraid, I will be with you at that ti, won’t leave you alone."
These words were like a sedative to Ye Zhi, making her feel a little less frightened.
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