Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

Feng Jia said, "Princess, the only one who can save you is yourself!"

Princess Nancheng was startled for a moment, and after a while, her lifeless eyes showed signs of life: "Give me food! Give me water!"

A maid immediately handed over water and food. Princess Nancheng held the food in her mouth. She had no taste for it, but still gritted her teeth and swallowed it bit by bit.

“Midwife!” After finally regaining some strength, Princess Nancheng shouted, “Continue to deliver my baby!”

Outside the screen, Xie Haoxuan's brows were tied in a deep knot. He could sense that the princess was in great danger this time. But at this moment, from the silent temporary delivery room, the painful and patient cries of Princess Nancheng were heard again. The voices were getting louder and louder, with stubbornness and unyielding spirit, as if she was fighting against fate!

Xie Haoxuan felt his heart warm up, and his hand holding the dagger slowly tightened as he shouted: "Princess..."

The sweat on Princess Nancheng's body soaked her gorgeous clothes, and it seemed that water could be wrung out with a slight twist. Her face was paler than paper, and her expression was hideous due to the effort. Every shout seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Perhaps because they were impressed by Princess Nancheng's unyielding will, the noble ladies standing behind the screen looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

The nanny knelt in front of the temple and kowtowed to the golden Buddha statue: "Please have mercy on me, Bodhisattva, and save the lives of the princess and the young prince! I am willing to become a nun and serve the Buddha with my body!"

Another person knelt down and said, "I wish I would never eat meat again in this life or the next! Please have mercy on me, Bodhisattva! Save the princess and the little prince!"

"I am willing to sacrifice ten years of my life in exchange for the safety of the princess and her son!"

"I wish..."

……

The women's voices of praying to God rose and fell, and at this moment they gathered into a force. The Princess of Nancheng suddenly screamed, and the midwife shouted, "I saw it! I saw it! It's a little prince! I saw the little prince's legs!"

Everyone was surprised and the sound of kneeling became louder and louder, and everyone was praying for a miracle.

However, the miracle did not happen.

The shout from Princess Nancheng was louder than any of the previous ones, but there was no second shout.

“Princess!” The nanny looked at the Nancheng Princess, who was barely breathing and had no strength left, and her heart ached. “Princess, wake up! Princess!”

The midwife also shouted at this time: "Oh no! I have no strength left! Half of the little prince's body is still stuck in there. If he doesn't come out, he will suffocate to death!"

"Princess! You are almost there! Get up! Use a little more strength!" The nanny held Princess Nanchen's hand tightly, trying to pass her strength to her, but it was no use. Princess Nancheng looked like she had been fished out of the water, and her body was gradually losing temperature.

"What should we do? The princess is dying!"

The old lady of Musk Mountain said immediately: "What are you waiting for! Protect the princess!"

"Yes!" The nanny immediately woke up and said to the midwife, "Quick! Call the imperial physician! Save the princess!"

"But the princess said that she would protect the young prince..." Xie Xiyi couldn't help trembling.

Indeed, Princess Nancheng had previously issued an order to protect the young one. If one disobeyed the order, even if the princess was saved, everyone here would be charged with murdering the royal heir!

His crime deserves to be punished!

"I asked you to call the imperial physician!" But the nanny was only concerned about the life and death of Princess Nancheng.

"I dare not! I dare not!" The midwife was so frightened that she burst into tears and knelt on the ground shaking like a sieve.

"You lowly slave!" The nanny was furious. "Do you think you can save your life if the young prince dies?"

"If Bao Da is dead, Bao Xiao will also die. What should we do..."

Everyone panicked, and the midwife said dejectedly, "It's no use! The little prince's body has turned purple!"

Just as she finished speaking, the midwife's shoulder was suddenly pushed. She collapsed to the ground and watched the ninth girl from the Xie mansion standing beside the Princess of Nancheng with a dagger in her hand.

She couldn't die, so she had to risk everything! Feng Jia untied the belt around the South City Princess's abdomen.

Mammy's pupils dilated and she shouted, "Xie Lanzhao, what are you going to do!"

Feng Jia didn't raise her head. Her voice was as cold as ice. She only said three words: "Save the princess!"

Similarly, it is also self-help!

She cannot be implicated, so neither is Princess Nancheng nor the young prince.

Everyone must live!

The nanny was furious: "How dare you! Do you want to murder me..."

"Shut up!" Feng Jia was annoyed by her noise and turned around to scold her: "Do you think that if you save the big prince and the little prince dies, can the Princess of Nancheng still live? The Princess is willing to die to protect this child! Can she bear the blow of losing her child! If you don't want the Princess to die, shut up!"

The nanny was stunned and frightened by Feng Jia's aura. She couldn't utter a word.

"They both must be rescued together!" Feng Jia's voice was deafening.

"You don't want to... dig the baby out, do you?" a noble lady said fearfully.

Feng Jia did not respond. She pulled out the scabbard of the dagger. The cold light reflected in her eyes, but she was surprisingly calm at this moment.

Xie Lanzhao actually wants to have a cesarean section to get a baby? !

When ordinary women had difficult labor, there were indeed midwives who delivered the babies in this way, but that was a princess!

If you use a knife on the princess, how many heads will she have to lose?

How dare she!

"Zhao'er! Don't be so rude!" Old Lady Musk tapped the ground with the cane in her hand.

"Grandmother, I am sure," Feng Jia paused and said, "Either the little prince dies and we are buried with him, or we perform a caesarean section to get the baby. There is still a glimmer of hope!"

She swept her sharp eyes across everyone in the side hall, "Do you have a better way to achieve the best of both worlds?"

No one knew whether they were frightened by her gaze or they really couldn't think of a better way. For a moment, no one dared to speak or stop her.

Feng Jia held the knife. A few years ago, she had encountered a case in which the perpetrator was a woman who was ten months pregnant. Unable to bear the torture, she killed her abusive husband and was sentenced to beheading. She was completely desperate.

However, on the day of the beheading, the woman gave birth to a baby in the street.

That woman was just like the current Princess of Nancheng. The baby in her belly was too big for a natural birth. Because she was a criminal, she asked several midwives but none of them were willing to deliver the baby. The people watching looked at her coldly and said, "That child has a criminal mother. He was born a bad seed! It would be better if both mother and child died!"

At that moment, the woman, who was already a mother, tightly grasped her hand and pleaded, "My Lord, my child is so innocent!"

Yes, the child was so innocent. In the stunned eyes of everyone, she raised a dagger, cut open the belly of the woman in labor, and took out the baby.

And now, how innocent is the little prince?

Why are the people who hurt him still at large? He hasn’t even had the chance to open his eyes and see the world!

With determination in his heart, Feng Jia no longer hesitated and steadily cut a wound on Princess Nancheng's body. Warm blood splashed on Feng Jia's cheek, but she didn't care.

After a while, Feng Jia touched the child's head. She cut the umbilical cord with a dagger, and then the little prince, whose body turned purple, let out a loud cry that echoed through the sky!