Lady Niohuru’s stomach continued to grow bigger by the day, while Young Lady Niohuru’s heart grew colder by the day. She was too worried to even nurse herself properly during the puerperium period.
Young Lady Niohuru repeatedly asked Yinzhen to name her son. She couldn’t understand why it was so hard for Yinzhen to just name her son Hongli.
As the end of the pregnancy drew close, Lady Niohuru started getting increasingly nervous. She called Ning Shu over.
Ning Shu comforted Lady Niohuru, “Lady, don’t worry. Your baby is in the right position and its head is positioned to enter the pelvis. It should be born in the next few days.”
“Lady, have you finished arranging for midwives?” asked Ning Shu.
Lady Niohuru nodded. “I asked my mother to find the midwives. She’s investigated these midwives very carefully, so there shouldn’t be any problems.”
Lady Niohuru suddenly grabbed Ning Shu’s hand. She did it with quite some force, so her fingernails were almost digging into Ning Shu’s flesh. She looked at Ning Shu solemnly as she asked, “Miao Ling, can I trust you?”
“Lady, please believe in this servant. There are no benefits for this servant if anything happens to you,” replied Ning Shu.
Lady Niohuru didn’t release Ning Shu’s hand.” I hope for you to be next to me as I give birth. I’ll leave my life and the life of my child in your hands.”
“Lady, this servant will do her best,” said Ning Shu solemnly. “This servant will do her best, her utmost.”
Ning Shu touched Lady Niohuru’s stomach. It was drooping severely. The birth would probably occur soon, so Ning Shu stayed by Lady Niohuru’s side without taking a step away.
Lady Niohuru could also feel that she was about to give birth. She was feeling slight contractions and her waist was extremely sore.
One morning, while Lady Niohuru was having breakfast, her water broke and created a puddle on the ground. The moment Ning Shu saw, she hastily helped Lady Niohuru to the bed.
“Big Sis Tong Yu, the lady is about to give birth! Hurry and call the midwives over, then go boil hot water,” said Ning Shu to Tong Yu who was looking on nervously.
“Yes! Alright…” Tong Yu hastily went to carry these things out.
Lady Niohuru was lying on the bed, her forehead covered with sweat from the pain. “Lady, do your best to endure. Don’t scream, save your strength for pushing the child out.”
“Miao Ling, I trust you. You have to make sure my child is born safely,” said Lady Niohuru, enduring the pain. The blue veins on her forehead were visible.
Ning Shu nodded. “Lady, trust me. You’ll be fine.” As Ning Shu spoke, she cut a piece of ginseng and placed it in Lady Niohuru’s mouth.
Lady Niohuru felt like a knife was scraping away at her stomach. It was so painful that her entire body felt weak.
Tong Yu brought over four midwives. Ning Shu was busy helping Lady Niohuru adjust her child’s birth position when she smelled a strong scent of medicine coming from one of the midwives. That midwife was even deliberately trying to approach Lady Niohuru.
Ning Shu grabbed that midwife’s arm and twisted it to contain her as she said to Tong Yu, “Tie her up and lock her up in another room.”
