mesbooks Chapter 273 Who to choose for difficult childbirth
Chapter 273 Who to choose for difficult childbirth
"Second sister, my injuries are healed now, just let me go back to the barracks!" Yang Nian'er really couldn't stand it anymore and looked at Lu Mingyang aggrievedly.
"Reading is more important than training. You want to be a general, not a private." Lu Mingyang opened the book and motioned her sister to continue reading, but she herself couldn't calm down.
"Nian'er, if someone said he wanted to marry you and protect you forever, what would you do?"
"Tsk!" Yang Nianshu shook the book in his hand, patted the sword on his waist, and rolled his eyes in disgust. "I can protect myself, why do I need him to protect me?"
Lu Mingyang touched his sister's little head with satisfaction.
There was a knock on the door. Lu Mingyang looked over and saw a figure disappear in an instant.
"Who is it?" Yang Nian'er was surprised.
"Nian'er, go to sleep first." Lu Mingyang walked out. At the back wall of Xunyang Pavilion, she saw Zhu Cong.
Zhu Cong reported, "Lord Lu, Song Fangyi went to see Prince Wei. I couldn't get too close, so I couldn't hear clearly. I only heard Song Fangyi say she sent someone to look for her to help the prince. Prince Wei did say something harsh, 'If anything happens to Nian'er, I don't mind making you an enemy.'"
It seemed that Wei Luo really cared about Nian'er. Lu Mingyang felt relieved, thanked him, and turned back to his room. Zhu Cong caught up with him and took out a dagger: "Lord Lu, His Highness asked me to give this to you."
It was the dagger she had returned to Chu Mingzheng, the dagger that could mobilize all of his secret guards. No wonder Zhu Cong called her that. Lu Mingyang shook his head in panic: "I can't take it."
"Lord Lu," Zhu Cong refused to take it back. "His Highness said that since you regard him as your king, please accept it. From now on, his safety will be yours."
The gleaming dagger glowed in the moonlight. Lu Mingyang reached out and took it, joking with a smile, hiding his sobs and emphasizing, "From now on, don't call me Lord Lu. It sounds awkward."
"Yes. From now on, I will still call you Princess."
Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared, leaving Lu Mingyang standing there in a daze.
Are all the people around Chu Mingzheng so shameless?
After learning about Song Moli's situation, Lu Mingyang took his sister to the military camp early the next morning. As they reached the gate, a woman in tattered clothes came running in in a panic. As they got closer, they could clearly see the woman's face: it was Concubine Liu.
Aunt Liu fell to Lu Mingyang's feet, panting, and cried, "Fourth Miss, please save Qin'er. Qin'er is about to give birth. The doctor said it will be a difficult birth and there will be two deaths."
After not seeing her for many days, Aunt Liu no longer had the charm she once had. She looked pale and thin, with sunken eye sockets.
Lu Mingyang helped her up and said to Nian'er, "Go and get Leng Lingfeng, quickly."
The Duke of Song's mansion was adorned with carved railings and painted buildings, and paved with gold and jade, but none of this concerned some people. Concubine Liu led Lu Mingyang around to the west back door, through a narrow path, and into a low courtyard wall.
Inside the courtyard stood two tiled houses, their red paint faded. Lu Mingyang walked in and felt a bone-chilling cold. Even in such a cold day, there wasn't even a charcoal fire in the room.
Lu Mingqin was lying alone on the bed, already unconscious and dying.
Lu Mingyang was shocked and said, "For such a big thing as childbirth, is there no one in the Song Mansion to take care of it?"
Before he finished speaking, a voice rang out from the courtyard. Zheng Xuan pinched her nose and said, "Hurry up! This is the patriarch's first child. We must keep him alive."
Two midwives walked into the room, one lifted the quilt and tore off her clothes, revealing Lu Mingqin's round belly, and the other came forward with a kitchen knife.
"What are you going to do?" Aunt Liu was so scared that she stood in front of the midwife holding a kitchen knife.
"Of course we have to cut open the belly and take the baby out." The midwife was very strong. She pushed Aunt Liu away impatiently and walked forward with a kitchen knife in hand.
Lu Mingyang kicked her to the ground and said, "Where's Song Wei? Let him come see me."
The midwife's buttocks were bruised and she stood up angrily, shaking the kitchen knife and yelling, "You dare to kick me and delay the master's child. I won't forgive you."
Zheng Xuan heard the voice and walked in. Seeing Lu Mingyang, she frowned slightly and asked with a smile, "Princess Ningyuan... Oh no, it's Madam Tian, why are you here in our house?"
Lu Mingyang asked: "Who gave you the right to kill?"
"Mrs. Tian, you're joking. I was trying to save the child." Zheng Xuan seemed to be disgusted by the filth in the delivery room and covered her nose again. "Can you bear the responsibility of delaying your husband's child?"
The doctor standing behind her said, "It's a difficult labor. She can't deliver the baby. If we don't open her abdomen and save the baby, there will be two deaths."
It turned out to be the case.
No wonder now, after the adult died in childbirth and the child suffocated in her womb, the blame fell on someone else. First it was Concubine Liu, and now it was herself. Zheng Xuan had completely cleared herself of all wrongdoing.
Lu Mingyang grabbed the midwife who was sitting on the bed and threw her out. He helped Lu Mingqin catch up with the quilt and said coldly, "Get lost! If anyone dares to come over here again, don't blame me for being rude."
"Madam Tian, this is the Duke of Song's mansion. You won't be allowed to act wildly." Zheng Xuan smiled and reminded, "Liu is a concubine of the Duke of Song's mansion. A concubine's life is lowly. Her only purpose is to bear children for the master. If you want to blame someone, blame her for letting herself fall into depravity."
As she spoke, she shouted, "Come here, kick out these two people who want to kill the master's child."
Even if she died, she would let Lu Mingqin, that shameless woman, see her belly being cut open and see that she gave birth to a stillborn baby.
The servants in the courtyard entered the house to pull people in. Lu Mingyang walked up to Zheng Xuan first and slapped her hard. Zheng Xuan's eyes widened in anger, "How dare you hit me?"
Lu Mingyang said loudly, "Zheng Xuan, I advise you to think carefully. Liu Mingqin was the woman personally bestowed upon Song Wei by His Majesty. You are not able to shoulder the responsibility of the death of such a woman, and you as well."
When the servants heard this, they all stepped back in fear, and the two midwives who were hurt by the fall dared not scream anymore.
"You!" Zheng Xuan gritted her teeth.
During the stalemate, Yang Nianshu walked in with Leng Lingfeng.
After Leng Lingfeng's diagnosis, he said, "The mother is weak and unable to give birth, and the fetus is large. It's probably impossible to save both. You choose one."
Zheng Xuan snorted coldly, "It has always been natural to protect the young. Even if we bring this to the Emperor, the Duke of Song's Mansion is in the right."
Aunt Liu glanced at Zheng Xuan fearfully, then knelt before Lu Mingyang, crying heartbreakingly, "Fourth Miss, please, please save Qin'er. I only have this one daughter. How can I live without her?"
But how could he make the decision on such a big matter? Lu Mingyang looked at Leng Lingfeng and asked, "Can the person wake up?"
"Yes!" Leng Lingfeng gave the acupuncture, and the pale face slowly opened its eyes.
Lu Mingyang sat down beside the bed, held Liu Mingqin's hand, and said directly, "Qin'er, now you can only save one of you and the child. Who do you want to save?"