After exchanging marriage with my elder sister, I won with a bad hand.

Zhao Jianing never thought that she would give birth prematurely due to her excitement.

In fact, when she was pregnant with this baby, the fetus was originally unstable, and the most taboo thing was emotional excitement. The imperial doctors had carefully warned her about this, and she was also very careful on weekdays.

But when she heard that Ye Zhiqiu was having a difficult delivery and might die, she could no longer contain her excitement.

I had a miscarriage, luckily the baby was still in its full term, but it was still a premature birth, so it was still a bit dangerous.

The wet nurse did not dare to be careless and hurried to call the imperial physician and the midwife.

Because it happened suddenly, everyone was in a rush when they started to act. But fortunately, after an hour, everyone was in their positions.

Just when the wet nurse breathed a sigh of relief, a midwife ran out with blood on her hands and a nervous look on her face.

"Oh no! The princess had a difficult birth. The baby's feet came out first."

"What should we do?" Upon hearing this, the wet nurse turned pale.

"Mammy, where is the Prime Minister? Hurry up and call him over to ask him whether to save the elder or the younger one."

The wet nurse never imagined that the eldest princess would one day face such a choice.

But when she heard this, she subconsciously said, "Need I ask? Of course it's Princess Baochang."

The midwife glanced at the nanny. This kind of important matter was not something that a servant like her could decide, so she spoke again, "This matter still needs to be decided by the Prime Minister."

At this time, several midwives and imperial physicians came out. The imperial physician saw the wet nurse standing there in a panic and said anxiously, "Go and ask the Prime Minister to come over."

"But, but the Prime Minister has gone out with His Majesty to pray for the country, and he won't be able to come back for a while."

"Oh no! The princess is having a hemorrhage. If we don't make a decision, both the big and small ones will be in danger."

Just when everyone didn't know what to do, another piece of bad news came out.

When the wet nurse heard this, she was so distressed that she pushed everyone away and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

"Save the child, save the child."

As the wet nurse approached the princess and squatted down, she heard Zhao Jianing mumbling that she wanted to keep the child.

She was startled and quickly held her hand and said, "Princess, why are you so stupid? Are you really willing to give up your life for the sake of your child?"

Zhao Jianing heard the voice of her nanny while she was half asleep. She opened her eyes weakly and looked at her with dependence: "Nanny, please help me and save my child."

She was already exhausted from giving birth, and if it weren't for the thought in her mind that kept her going, she would have fainted.

When the nanny heard her say this, her face changed immediately, and she quickly advised: "Princess, you can't do this. If you lose this child, you can still have children in the future, but if you lose it, then you will have nothing."

Worried that she wouldn't listen and might do something stupid, she quickly turned the conversation back to the children, saying that a mother cares most about her own children.

So the wet nurse gave a strong warning: "If you die, the prime minister will definitely marry another woman. Then the eldest daughter you left behind and the baby in her belly will definitely be bullied by the one who comes later. Children without mothers are very pitiful."

"Princess, so please don't get into any trouble."

At this moment, the wet nurse made full use of her eloquence and accurately found out what Zhao Jianing cared about and was most worried about.

Zhao Jianing was persuaded at that time and never talked about keeping the child again. Although she was very heartbroken, she had to give up the child for the sake of her own and her child's future.

After receiving Zhang Jianing's instruction, the imperial physician and the midwife immediately took measures to save the adult. They dismembered the already formed baby and then took it out one by one.

Zhao Jianing was in excruciating pain. When she felt her body go empty, she deeply felt that the child had left her body.

Her face was pale. She reached out and grabbed a midwife who was right beside her. Her lips trembled as she asked, "Is the baby a boy or a girl?"

The midwife looked at her hesitantly, then sighed and said, "It's a boy."

When Zhao Jianing heard this, her hands dropped weakly, and she looked as if she had lost her vitality, staring blankly upwards. Tears immediately fell from the corners of her eyes.

That was the son she had waited so long for, and he was gone just like that. How could she bear it?

"Princess, please don't get excited and take care of yourself." The imperial physician sensed that she was too excited and quickly reminded her.

"My child, my son, is gone, just like that." Zhang Jianing held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

However, after a while, her eyes rolled back with excitement and she fainted.

When Zhao Jianing woke up again, she suddenly saw a child in the wet nurse's arms. She was so fragile at the time that she subconsciously thought it was her child who had come back to life.

She suddenly got up from the bed, snatched the child from the wet nurse, and looked at him with loving eyes.

"Child, my child, it's okay, as long as you're okay." Zhao Jianing hugged the child tightly. At that moment, the feeling of losing and regaining filled her whole heart.

She was like a drowning person who finally grabbed a piece of driftwood.

The nanny felt distressed when she saw her like this, but she still reminded her, "Princess, this is not your child."

"If it's not my child, whose child could it be?"

"She is, she is Concubine Ye's child. If you don't believe me, you can take a look. Concubine Ye gave birth to a girl."

When Zhao Jianing heard this, she opened the swaddling clothes and took a look. When she confirmed the gender of the baby, the kindness on her face disappeared in an instant.

She threw the swaddling clothes to the wet nurse with disdain: "Why did you bring Ye Zhiqiu's child here?"

"Princess, you forgot. This is what you ordered before."

Zhao Jianing rubbed his forehead and asked, "She, how is she?"

"Although Concubine Ye had a difficult delivery, she was able to get out of danger in the end and gave birth to the little princess safely."

"What little princess? She is a child born by a bitch. Is she worthy of being a princess?" Zhao Jianing said excitedly. In her heart, she resented the unfairness of God. They all had difficult labors, so why couldn't she give birth to the child smoothly, while that bitch and her daughter were safe in the end.

Zhao Jianing narrowed his eyes and said viciously, "You, immediately get a dead baby and put it in Ye Zhiqiu's place, and say that the baby died when she gave birth."

The wet nurse was not surprised at all. She nodded and then looked at the child in her arms.

"Then, what should the princess do with this child?"

Zhao Jianing turned her head slightly, walked to the wet nurse, and took the child in her hand: "From now on, she is my second daughter, Shen Yihuan."

"Ah, Princess, why are you doing this?" The wet nurse was puzzled. She clearly hated that woman so much, why did she raise a child for her?