Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Soon, there were chaotic footsteps outside.

Xiachu came in and said, “The Prince is here.”

Huang Ying frowned: “I asked you to invite the Imperial Physician, why did you invite the Prince?”

“I have already sent someone to invite Imperial Physician Dong,” Li Hongyuan’s voice came in.

Jiang Ning looked up and saw him walking in.

Two old women at the door wanted to stop him, but they hesitated, unsure of what to do.

Jiang Ning was enduring another wave of labor pain, lying on her side, curling up her body, her brows tightly furrowed, and her face pale.

They hadn’t seen each other since their last quarrel.

Seeing the pain on her beautiful face, Li Hongyuan’s heart inexplicably ached.

He couldn’t help but walk over, his voice softer: “How are you?”

Jiang Ning didn’t want to see him at all, and hearing him speak only annoyed her.

Because the pain she was going through now was all his fault!

He was standing there comfortably, while she had to endure the suffering of pregnancy, lack of sleep due to back pain, shortness of breath in the later stages of pregnancy, and the inability to breathe.

Now she had to lie on the bed like a wounded pig, moaning in pain, being watched by others, with no dignity at all.

Why?

As for Li Hongyuan’s caring words, Jiang Ning not only didn’t want to respond, but she also wished for him to disappear immediately.

But she was enduring a more intense wave of pain, her mind blank, unable to respond at all.

Zhao Shu saw her face wrinkled in pain and couldn’t help but get anxious: “What’s going on? Where’s the doctor?”

Two midwives hurriedly ran in, panting, and said: “We thought there was still some time left, but why is she about to give birth now?”

“Childbirth always has its time, and there is no fixed schedule. How could you two be so careless!” Huang Ying frowned, “Quickly come over and check on the Princess Consort.”

The two midwives hurried over to examine Jiang Ning.

But Li Hongyuan was still in the room.

“Your Highness, please wait outside. Men shouldn’t be in this place,” said the midwife.

Li Hongyuan recalled what his concubine mother had said, that during childbirth women were in the most pain, vulnerable, and needed the man by their side.

Everything about the delivery room being unclean and inauspicious was nonsense.

Didn’t every man come from the delivery room?

Influenced by his concubine mother, he had never felt that the delivery room was unclean, nor did he feel that he needed to avoid it.

Why should he avoid it?

As the child’s father, he wanted to see the child with his own eyes.

“You go ahead and examine her!” he said, “I will stay here with the Princess Consort.”

Jiang Ning grabbed a pillow from the bedside and threw it at him, yelling: “Get out, who wants you to watch!”

She didn’t have much strength, so the pillow floated softly out.

Li Hongyuan picked up the pillow, walked to her bedside, and tried to make his voice gentle: “I know you’re in pain and afraid now. It’s okay, I’ll be with you…”

“It’s okay, your head! Hurry up and get out! Don’t be an eyesore!” Jiang Ning yelled angrily, “Li Hongyuan, what do you have in mind, staying here and not letting my child be born?”

Li Hongyuan was taken aback: “Don’t all women want men to be with them?”

“You’re overthinking it. Just seeing you makes me angrier! Hiss…” Jiang Ning’s eyebrows twisted together, “Get out!”

Li Hongyuan glanced at her stomach and left the room in a disgraceful manner. What was going on?

What his concubine mother said wasn’t accurate.

Or maybe this woman was abnormal and different from other women.

Li Hongyuan stood at the door, listening to the faint sounds of moans from inside, and his heart ached little by little..