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    After Keshan made up his mind, he immediately wiped his tears, asked Aunt De to help him put on court clothes, and knelt in front of the Yangxin Hall to plead guilty.  It's just that Qianlong was already waiting in Kunning Palace in a hurry at this time. How could he care about this? He only nodded slightly after hearing the report. The rumor that Xinyue Gegerang and Princess Ning had a difficult delivery had spread throughout the palace, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it.  It could be seen that Duanwang's line was on the verge of collapse, so Keshan knelt there for a full hour and no one paid attention to him, except for a sigh.

    "Why are you doing this?" Eleven and Twelve couldn't bear to rush over because they were thinking of some affection. Seeing that Keshan's face was pale and his whole body was shaky, they couldn't help but sigh.

    "Eleventh brother, twelfth brother, this is what all slaves deserve!" Keshan was grateful, but shook his head and still insisted on kneeling there, with sweat beads on his forehead. This was his only chance.  , even if he kneels to death, as long as Prince Duan's Mansion is still there, he will still have a chance.

    Eleven was about to say something, but he was pulled by Twelve, shook his head, and said to Keshan: "If sister Yanran is fine, then you probably will be fine."

    Keshan¡¯s heart tightened, but he still nodded and watched Eleven being pulled away by Twelve.

    Ama, E Niang, brother, you must keep Princess He Ning safe and sound. Ke Shan is willing to shorten his life by ten years.

    Twelve, however, took Eleven and hurried to Kunning Palace. If their two elder brothers raised in the palace were not here at this time, his emperor might have an attack.

    Keshan¡¯s prayers obviously couldn¡¯t help Yanran at all. Even with her noble status as a princess, Yanran still couldn¡¯t escape the constant pain, which seemed to have no end.  Her eyes looked aside involuntarily. There was a room full of maids and palace maids, but she did not see the figure she wanted to see the most. Although she knew that this was the Qing Dynasty, and she knew that it would be abnormal for Fukangan to run in, she still felt confused in her heart.  Sore, she closed her eyes sadly, and a wave of stronger pain hit her. She had no time to continue mourning the autumn and the spring. The maids and maids were very busy, changing her clothes and wiping her sweat while preparing to give birth.  As soon as they got the tools, the imperial doctor was kicked out long ago, but this could not relieve Yanran's pain. Instead, it became more painful as they fussed.  In a panic, Yanran reluctantly remembered the breathing method she had seen before, and she started to do the same as the gourd in a panic. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but she felt a little better.

    This continued for another hour, and Yanran's whole body was numb from pain. Several of her long fingernails were twisted when twisting the sheets, and they throbbed with pain. Just when Yanran thought she couldn't hold on any longer.  At that moment, Qianlong's loud roar came from the window, and Yanran clearly felt something strange in her lower body, which was heavy and painful. Then a large amount of liquid seemed to rush out, and a burst of warmth hit between her legs and underneath her body.  The pain subsided a little at that moment.  Yanran breathed a long sigh of relief, and the stable women looked happy.

    "It's done." They nodded to each other, and finally the fortune was saved, and they ordered a palace maid to go out to report the news.  Just now he said to Yanran: "Princess, the amniotic water has broken and the baby will come out soon. Princess, please use your strength!!"

    With that said, he stepped forward and stretched Yanran's legs apart, trying to keep her in the most suitable birthing position, and kept shouting in Yanran's ears: "Harder, harder!"

    Yanran was in so much pain that she could no longer react except gasping.  Waves of intense pain swept over her like a tide, spreading all over her body, and then gradually subsided. After a while, it would invade again with an even more violent force, over and over again, seemingly without an end. Time passed.  At this time, life is extremely difficult and extremely slow than at any other time.  Yanran's whole person felt like she was suffering in purgatory, and it seemed that she would never see the light of dawn.  If only in modern times, at least there was caesarean section, and at least there was anesthesia.  There is nothing now, even this natural birth is not very safe, not to mention she was born prematurely.  Yanran's complaint just flashed past, and she immediately used all her strength and energy to give birth to the child safely even if she didn't want to kill herself.  Torturous child, why don't you come out? Don't torture your mother, okay? Your mother really wants to give birth to a healthy you, and then continue to live a happy life with you and your father.

    A large amount of blood, accompanied by amniotic fluid, gushes out of Yanran's body again and again, soaking the neat sheets one after another. Although it cannot be seen, the feeling is so obvious.  Yanran's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

    The people around me were not doing well either. Although it was late autumn, there were dense beads of sweat on their foreheads.  This time, Princess He Ning's birth was not going well, and they had to take care of her with their lives.

    The people outside the house listened to the louder cries of pain and looked at the sky that had completely darkened. Their hearts were high and they were silent.  No one mentioned any rules, not even the queen, so Fu HengThank you for giving me such a wonderful son.  "

    "Idiot." Yanran sniffed, her eyes were hot, she pulled his two arms to her chest and hugged him, and then she crawled into Fukangan's arms.

    Fukangan hugged his wife tightly, feeling that there was no happiness in life better than this.

    "Look, he's smiling." The Queen Mother hugged her great-grandson lovingly and showed off to the concubines in the harem who came to join in the fun. As for the child's serious family, they were driven out of the palace by Queen Mother Qianlong and her son.  .

    What else can the concubines in the harem do? Although they are extremely jealous in their hearts, the flattering words they say are more beautiful than the others.

    "Your Majesty, have you thought of a name?" The Queen Mother went to see Qianlong again, and mother and son ruthlessly deprived the serious family members of their right to name.  Qianlong also had a smile on his face and replied naturally: "I'm still thinking about it. I will definitely come up with a good name." He had already held his breath in his heart. Ji Xiaolan couldn't think of relying on some literary leader or the like to think that he would be the best in the world.  He knows how to choose names, just like how well he named He Jing's child, hum.

    At this time, Qing'er, who was listening on the side, smiled. The Queen Mother couldn't help but asked curiously: "Qing'er, what are you laughing at?"

    "Queen Mother, Qing'er just suddenly remembered that Yanran once said that no matter whether it is a son or a daughter, he should be called baby." Qing'er said with a smile from the corners of her eyes.

    "Baby?!" Both the Empress Dowager and Qianlong were stunned. Qianlong couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Yanran, this child knows how to mess around." Just thinking about the future when this child grows up and has a Fukangan face, he will be regarded as a baby.  He yelled, unable to hold back his laughter.

    "Actually, it's good to call him Baobao." The Queen Mother aroused some thoughts. When she gave birth to Qianlong, she also wanted to call him Baobao, but she was just Gege at the time. How could she have the right to name her son?  Regardless of whether the child in his arms understood it or not, he smiled and asked, "Is it okay to call me baby?"

    I don¡¯t know if there was a connection between them, but the child actually giggled and danced with his hands. He was so cute.

    "Our nickname is Baby." The Queen Mother was overjoyed and fell in love with the child in her arms even more.

    Although Qianlong felt it was inappropriate, he thought it was okay if it was just a nickname and he could just think of a grand name for his child. This caused Fucha Yunxuan's biggest secret hatred in his life.

    Queen Mother Qianlong had already agreed, and there was no one who could not agree. They all praised her, whether it was true or false, the Cining Palace was in a happy mood.

    At this moment, he heard someone rushing to report that Xiang Fei in Baoyue Tower had fainted. Qianlong couldn't help but become anxious, and ran away as soon as he told the Queen Mother, regardless of the Queen Mother's face suddenly darkening.  .

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