Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

The Princess of Nancheng fainted from the pain, and everyone immediately panicked. If anything happened to the Princess or the little prince in her belly, everyone here would be buried with her!

At this critical moment of life and death, Old Lady Musk took charge of the situation and pointed to a side hall not far away: "Quick! Carry the princess in together! The rest of you, boil water! Get a basin! Prepare to deliver the princess!"

The princess was carried to a side hall and placed on a bed made of cushions. The Buddha's robes were torn off and used to make a simple screen. Except for the midwife, the nanny, and Old Lady Musk, everyone else stood outside the screen waiting anxiously.

"Ah!" Princess Nancheng screamed in pain.

"Princess! Princess, hold on a little longer! It will be better soon! It will be better soon!"

Basins of water were brought in through the screen, and then basins of water stained with blood were brought out one after another.

The labor pains lasted for several hours. As darkness fell and the moon rose above the treetops, the child's voice could not be heard. The cries of Princess Nancheng became weaker and weaker. The people standing outside were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

"Not good! Not good!"

The midwife stumbled out from behind the screen, rushed in front of the people and shouted, "It's bad! Master Shi! Master Xie! It's bad!"

"What's wrong!" Xie Haoxuan's brows seemed to be knotted.

The usual warm smile on Shi Xun's face disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"The princess can't give birth!"

Xie Haoxuan grabbed the midwife by the collar, "Explain clearly! What do you mean by unable to give birth?!"

The midwife was so frightened that she was shaking like a sieve: "The little prince came out sideways... He can't come out! The little prince can't come out!"

Born sideways?

Everyone was horrified. Some of them were already mothers and naturally knew the danger of this sentence. They were so scared that they collapsed.

"What should I do then?" Beads of sweat were already rolling down Xie Haoxuan's head.

"No! Thank you, sir! This is the princess' first time giving birth, and it's a premature birth. The birth canal is extremely small. If the little prince can't give birth again, he will...will suffocate to death!"

"My Lords! Make up your mind! Should we save the elder or the younger one?"

If many people are struck by lightning, should we save the adults or the children?

No matter which one they save, they will all be sentenced to death!

Some could not bear the fright and their eyes rolled back and they fainted. The remaining few who were holding on had faces as pale as paper, without any human color!

Just when everyone was undecided, there was a sound of a dagger being unsheathed. Looking again, Feng Jia's knife was already on the midwife's neck.

"You are such a fool! You dare to disrupt the morale of the army before the time comes! Do you think you can escape the blame after letting the two adults make the decision? Can you run away, you fool!"

Feng Jia kicked the midwife in the chest and said, "If anything happens to the princess and the young prince, I will chop off your head. Not only your head, but all your nine clans will die under the sword of the Zhonglang Camp!"

"Get back here right now!"

Feng Jia's ferocious appearance frightened the midwife so much that she quickly crawled in. But as Feng Jia said, she was not sure whether Princess Nancheng could give birth smoothly, so she wanted to ask the two adults in advance so that she could shift the blame if it really came to that.

But this Ninth Miss actually blocked her last path! The midwife could only beg for help from her parents to protect the safety of the Nancheng Princess and her child!

"Prepare water and food!" Feng Jia said to the other noble ladies, "You should know that if anything happens to the princess or the young prince, everyone present will die. We are now on the same boat, and there is only one way to survive!"

This sentence was like a blow to everyone's head. Yes, their only way to survive was to ensure that the princess and her son survived!

Mothers volunteered to step behind the screen to teach the princess how to give birth, while younger ones prepared water and food to feed the weak princess.

"My child... my child..." The princess' lips were pale, her hair was disheveled, and her hair stuck to her face because of sweat. But she could do nothing at the moment. She just held the hand of the nanny next to her tightly: "What's wrong with the child! What's wrong with him!"

"It's okay, it's okay! Princess! The little prince is fine!" The nanny said this, but she couldn't hide the pain and sadness on her face.

The nanny has made up her mind that if the situation really comes to the point where she has to choose one, she will choose the princess without hesitation, and she will never regret it even if she is punished for it!

"You lied to me! Mammy! I just heard the midwife say that she could only keep one child. Right?"

The nanny was speechless and could only turn her face away and cry loudly.

The princess felt a chill in her heart, and two lines of tears appeared on her pale face. She murmured in pain: "Baby... Mother is sorry for you... Mother didn't have the chance to see you..."

After a pause, she seemed to have made up her mind. She held the nanny's hand with great force and said, "Listen to me! If anything happens later... protect the young prince!"

The nanny cried, "Princess!"

"This is the order from me... No one dares to embarrass you... But if you dare to disobey my order, it will not be good for me... I will kill all nine generations of your clan!" Princess Nancheng raised her head with difficulty and shouted to everyone with all her strength.

Everyone was lying on the ground.

After saying this, Princess Nancheng's hands dropped limply.

Her eyelids felt so heavy, as if she would never open them again if she closed them the next second.

She thought back to the past, the first time she met the prince, the first time she fell in love with him, how she later married him as she wished and treated him as an equal, the first time she prepared clothes for him before he went to war, the first time she picked up a pen to write to him who was thousands of miles away, and how she would hold a lantern every day waiting for his return.

Later, she had the fruit of their love, so she cherished it every day, but unfortunately, things did not go as she wished...

She was dying and would never see him again...

Fortunately, there is a child with him, so he should not be lonely.

Thinking of this, Princess Nancheng felt that she had no regrets in this life. She slowly closed her eyes with a smile on her face, but she heard a cold female voice in her ears, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

"Princess, are you really willing to die? Your loved ones will be sad, and your enemies will be happy! Are you willing?"

who? Who is speaking?

Princess Nancheng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Feng Jia, who was wearing a dark blue dress, with disbelief on her face.

"How dare you! How dare you speak to the princess like that!" Meng immediately roared, "Take this ignorant girl out of here!"

"Wait!" Princess Nancheng supported herself and raised her head slightly to look at her, very puzzled: "Xie Lanzhao, what are you talking about? I don't understand. What do you mean by 'the enemy is happy'?"

"Princess! Do you really think you are having a difficult birth?"

Princess Nancheng was startled: "Not a difficult birth?"

Feng Jia shouted at the midwife, "You little dog slave, say what you were mumbling just now!"

The midwife fell to her knees with a thud, terrified, "No, no, no! I am talking nonsense! I dare not say anything nonsense!"

Princess Nancheng immediately realized something was wrong. She gritted her teeth and said with her last bit of strength, "Tell me..."

The midwife kept knocking her head on the ground: "It's the little prince! I found that you, the princess, have been unable to give birth for a long time, and I thought that the little prince came out sideways! But I just found out that the little prince's body is upright! It's because his body is too big that it's difficult to give birth!"

With a vague premonition in her heart, Princess Nancheng did not dare to think further. She took a few breaths and said, "Keep talking!"

"I am just speculating! Please, Princess, please spare my life!" The midwife was sweating profusely. "I have delivered countless babies. How many women in the inner courtyard of the Gao Mansion died of dystocia! There are indeed people like the princess, who gave birth prematurely before the full term! And the fetus was huge! The mother and child were suffocated to death... Later, I found out! It turns out that there is a kind of chronic medicine in the folk! It can be added to food or soup without any feeling! It is harmless for normal people to take it! But if pregnant women take it, the fetus's organs will grow larger... This medicine is called Tongmingcao..."

The Nancheng County Princess looked dazed: "Tongming Grass... What does Tongming Grass look like?"

The midwife said, "It looks very similar to wild ginseng! So the rich families often use the excuse of sending wild ginseng supplements to replace this poisonous herb and put it in the soup of pregnant women..."

Princess Nancheng suddenly remembered that after she was seven months pregnant, her cousin Xu Qiao came to visit her almost every day, bringing her soup that she had cooked. She told her that the soup was made according to the famous recipe of the Imperial Medical Bureau and it would help her conceive a boy.

One of the tonic ingredients is thousand-year-old ginseng.

She just grasped the fact that she wanted the little prince, and knew that she would definitely accept it. But what if this mountain ginseng is not the same mountain ginseng?

The more Princess Nancheng thought about it, the colder she felt. Her eyes swept over everyone and finally stopped on the woman in Shiqing. Her eyes were filled with the desire to survive.

For some reason, at this moment, Princess Nancheng firmly believed that this person could save her!

"Xie Lanzhao..."

She begged: "Save me!"