I died tragically in my previous life, and I want to be an empress in my next life

That day, Pei Zhiyan was sitting in the house, drinking tea and admiring flowers, enjoying a leisurely afternoon. Suddenly, a maid from Yuxiangxie ran over in a panic, interrupting her tranquility.

"Princess, Princess, the concubine is about to give birth!" The old woman's voice was a little nervous and hurried.

Pei Zhiyan was stunned. She remembered that the midwife had said that Pei Zhixuan would give birth in the next few days, but she didn't expect it to be so sudden. She quickly put down the teacup in her hand and stood up. Although she was a little nervous, she remained calm on her face.

She crossed the courtyard and walked quickly towards Yuxiang Pavilion. The servants along the way also got busy seeing this, some were busy notifying the prince, and some were busy preparing hot water and clean towels.

At this time, Yuxiangxie was already surrounded by people, with servants busily moving around, while Pei Zhixuan was lying on the bed, her face pale, her eyes tightly closed, and beads of sweat on her forehead.

About an incense stick later, Xuanyuan Ping also returned home. He immediately came to Yuxiangxie with a worried look on his face.

As night fell, the lights in Yuxiangxie were brightly lit. Pei Zhixuan seemed to be having a difficult labor. Two hours had passed, and she kept moaning, but the baby had not been delivered smoothly. The midwife and the servants were all very anxious and kept busy.

Xuanyuan Ping was pacing outside, listening to the noises inside, feeling very anxious. He wanted to go into the house to check, but was stopped by Mother Xue and Pei Zhiyan.

"Your Highness, a woman is giving birth and the smell of blood is too strong. You cannot go in." Mother Xue said softly, trying to calm him.

"But she has been in pain for so long, I'm worried that something might happen to her." Xuanyuan Ping said anxiously.

"Your Majesty, my sister and the little grandson are blessed by fate." Pei Zhiyan also advised, "Don't worry, mother and child will be safe."

Xuanyuan Ping could only continue to pace outside helplessly. Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone waited anxiously. Pei Zhixuan's pain became more and more severe. Her moans continued to sound, and every twitch made everyone present feel heartbroken.

Suddenly, a loud cry of a baby broke the silence. Xuanyuan Ping's face immediately showed joy. He turned his head and looked to the side, only to see a healthy baby boy being held in front of him.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! It's a little grandson. Both mother and child are safe!" said the midwife happily.

The heavy stone in Xuanyuan Ping's heart finally fell to the ground, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"That's great, it's such a great joy! Congratulations, Your Highness! Congratulations, Your Highness!" Pei Zhiyan and Mother Xue also hurried forward and said.

"Everyone has worked hard today, and everyone will be rewarded!" Xuanyuan Ping said.

Everyone in the palace was ecstatic about the arrival of this new life. Xuanyuan Ping held the baby boy in his arms, his eyes full of love. He looked at this new life with a lot of emotion in his heart. This little life was the continuation of his bloodline and his hope for the future.

"Your Highness, have you chosen a name for our little grandson?" Mother Xue asked.

Xuanyuan Ping was about to answer, but Pei Zhiyan spoke first, "Your Highness, the little grandson is hard-won. I think the name cannot be casually chosen. We need to think carefully. Why not give the little grandson a nickname first, and then decide on a full-moon name after it's one month old?"

Xuanyuan Ping pondered for a moment, then said, "Princess, what you said makes sense. Let's give it a nickname first. What suggestions do you have?"

"The little grandson is the prince's treasure, so let's call him Xiaobao, okay?" Pei Zhiyan said.

"Okay, let's use the nickname the princess gave me." Xuanyuan Ping held Xiaobao in his arms, unable to let go.

Seeing that it was getting late, Pei Zhiyan gave Qingyao a look and said, "Your Highness, it's getting late. The little grandson has just been born. I'm sure the concubine needs to have a good rest. Why don't you come to visit again tomorrow?"

Xuanyuan Ping was led by Qingyao and reluctantly left Yuxiangxie.

Pei Zhiyan and Mother Xue walked into the room and saw Pei Zhixuan lying on the bed, looking pale and exhausted.

Pei Zhixuan saw that Xuanyuan Ping did not come in, and looked a little disappointed. She asked weakly, "Where is the prince?"

"The blood is too heavy here, so it's not convenient for the prince to come in." Mother Xue said softly, "Concubine, please have a good rest."

"Yes, my sister just gave birth and needs to rest well." Pei Zhiyan reminded again, "Don't let the prince see you like this now, so as not to worry him."

Pei Zhixuan recalled the expression on Xuanyuan Ping's face when he saw her last on the Mid-Autumn Festival. She hurriedly touched her face. She must be very haggard after giving birth today. If the prince saw her again, he would probably feel disgusted again.

As the night deepened, Pei Zhiyan and Xue's mother left the room quietly. Pei Zhixuan closed her eyes, feeling very aggrieved.

She had just given birth to a little grandson for the prince, but the prince didn't even come in to see her. It seemed that he was really bewitched by Qingyao, that vixen.

The next morning, the sun shone through the screen window onto Pei Zhixuan's bed. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Xuanyuan Ping sitting beside the bed, looking at her with concern.

"You're awake." Xuanyuan Ping gently stroked Pei Zhixuan's cheek and said softly, "Have a good rest. Don't worry. I'm here with you."

Pei Zhixuan's eyes were slightly red, and she said softly, "My Lord, Xuan'er thought that you had forgotten Xuan'er."

Xuanyuan Ping chuckled and reached out to gently touch her forehead. "Silly girl, you are my beloved and you gave birth to my children. How could I forget you?"

He entwined her black hair with his fingertips, his eyes full of tenderness, "Being together with you is the greatest happiness in this life."

Pei Zhixuan's eyes were filled with tears. She looked delicate and weak. She whispered, "Xuan'er has done nothing to deserve the prince's favor."

She was very proud in her heart, because it turned out that she was still the most important in the prince's heart. After she was out of confinement, she must hold on to the prince's heart.

Before we knew it, Xiaobao's full moon day had arrived, and naturally Prince Jing's Mansion was going to hold a grand celebration.

On this day, Prince Jing's mansion was bustling with activity, with lanterns and colorful decorations, red silk hanging high, and a festive atmosphere. Guests came in an endless stream, presenting gifts one after another, and the servants were busy shuttling among the crowd, serving tea and water to the guests and setting up the banquet.

Pei Zhiyan, the mistress of the house, was as elegant as ever. She wore a gorgeous dress that sparkled in the sun. She greeted the guests gracefully, and her every move revealed her demeanor.

Pei Zhixuan was dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding Xiaobao in her arms, and mingling among the guests. The pride in her eyes was not concealed at all. She proudly responded to the compliments and blessings of the guests, enjoying this rare moment of glory.

Since Xiaobao was born, Xuanyuan Ping had already lifted Pei Zhixuan's house arrest and doted on her even more. Naturally, Pei Zhixuan's status in Prince Jing's Mansion rose.