When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 307 What happened?
"How?" Zhao Zongheng was a little out of breath, staring at the door of the palace with his eyes like fire, as if he wanted to stare out a hole in the door.

The nanny who was in charge of the notification shook her head and said: "There is no movement yet, I'm afraid the pregnancy will not be so smooth."

Zhao Zongheng didn't understand those childbirth matters, he just felt that a string in his mind was tense, his face turned pale and he looked at Po Wen and said, "What do you mean? What's wrong with the queen!?"

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient, wait a little longer." Wen Po couldn't say much, the abdominal pain was unbearable, but there was no sign of birth.

Time passed bit by bit, but Si Ningchi's hoarse shouts were never heard in the house, and even some food was brought in for a while, and Si Ningchi even ate some snacks while ordering.

The imperial physician tirelessly comforted Zhao Zongheng. They watched the baby in the empress's womb from beginning to end. The fetal image was stable, and the empress's health would definitely be fine.

But Zhao Zongheng couldn't listen to a word, fidgeting around outside, anyone could see that the emperor was nervous and at a loss.

This waited from the afternoon to midnight, and the empress in the room finally exerted her strength. Zhao Zongheng's heart tightened when he heard a loud cry, and the fist hanging by his side was clenched and then loosened. Open and clenched, full of panic and bewilderment.

"I can't give birth, hurry up, call the imperial doctor." The woman Wen with bloody hands walked out of the palace door, and a single word made Zhao Zongheng unsteady.

"Your Majesty?" Wang Chengxiang also panicked, turned his head to look at Zhao Zongheng and asked, the imperial physicians are all men, if they stepped into the palace...

"Go, go!!!" Zhao Zongheng's eyes turned red, he turned to look at the imperial physician and said, "I want the queen to be safe and well."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's spirits were shocked. The meaning couldn't be more obvious. After all, this is the emperor's first child. The emperor is so decisive. Does he only want the queen?
The imperial doctor who walked into the palace felt as if he was going to die. There were too many changes in the woman's delivery, and he was really not sure.

The imperial doctor did not face the delivery directly when he entered the hall, but stood outside the screen that separated him from the inside, listening to Po Wen's description, and giving instructions on how to deal with it through the screen.

More than an hour passed, and Si Ningchi was gradually exhausted...

"Your Majesty..." The midwife was already sweating profusely, looking at the baby who had already given birth, the umbilical cord was tightly wrapped around the neck, and the baby seemed to have suffocated to death.

"Birth... I was born..." The person who delivered the baby was stunned. No one thought that the umbilical cord wrapped around the child had been wrapped three times, and the child might not survive.

Si Ningchi didn't know the reason, he tried his best to give birth to the child and passed out on the spot, the imperial physician, regardless of etiquette, rushed forward to give Si Ningchi an injection to avoid postpartum hemorrhage, if the child could not be saved, the adults would definitely not be able to give birth again Little mistake.

When the midwife hugged the dead baby and knelt in front of Zhao Zongheng, he couldn't even find his voice for a long time, the attendant beside him turned pale, and fell to his knees with a crash, his mind was buzzing, it was almost his first reaction to think of it The 'curse' circulating in the palace.

Is it true that the heirs of the royal family cannot survive in the world?

After a moment of silence, Zhao Zongheng stepped past Wen Po and stepped into the palace, leaving everyone kneeling in bewilderment.

Zhao Zongheng has never faced the danger of a woman's childbirth, it is mostly hearsay, and today...

(End of this chapter)