CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 559: THE MARCHIONESS’S MAID

"The dilation has reached ten centimeters, Lady, push hard." Ye Qiu’s expression was extremely serious, yet calm and composed, inspiring an involuntary trust from everyone in the delivery room.

"Ah!" Zhong Lan screamed in agony, her grip on Second Mrs. Shen’s hand revealing bulging veins.

The Old Marquis sat in a chair outside the room, repeatedly chanting sutras, while the Second Old Master paced back and forth incessantly. Maids came and went, carrying in basins of hot water and out basins of bloody water.

"Ye Qiu, I can’t do it anymore, it hurts so much, why isn’t the child coming out yet." Zhong Lan said weakly.

"Ginseng soup, quickly give the Lady a bowl of ginseng soup." Ye Qiu hurriedly instructed everyone. This ginseng, which she had taken from her space, had extraordinary medicinal properties. She was afraid Zhong Lan would run out of strength halfway through the birth.

After Zhong Lan drank a bowl of ginseng soup, she seemed a bit more spirited. Ye Qiu then said, "Lady, come on, breathe with my rhythm, don’t worry, I can already see the baby’s head, let’s exert a bit more effort."

"Mhm." Zhong Lan’s distracted gaze gradually became resolute.

"Quick, push hard, it’s coming out."

"Ah!" Zhong Lan screamed again, feeling something slide out of her body, then collapsed as if completely drained.

"Wah..." Ye Qiu held up the newborn, gently patted its bottom, and the baby let out a loud cry.

"Scissors."

"Here." Shen Dong quickly handed them over.

"Amitabha Buddha." The Old Marquis outside heard the baby’s cry and almost burst into tears of joy.

Inside the room, Second Mrs. Shen, witnessing this perilous moment, almost couldn’t stand steady: "Truly the heavens’ blessing."

However, it wasn’t over yet, Ye Qiu quickly prepared another bowl of ginseng soup for Zhong Lan: "Lady, you can’t sleep now, the one just born is the young heir, there’s still another one to come."

Hearing Ye Qiu’s voice, everyone snapped back to reality, realizing the danger wasn’t over.

A few minutes later, the second child was also successfully born. Perhaps because it stayed in the womb a bit longer, its voice was a little weaker than its brother’s, but it was also a healthy child.

An experienced midwife cleaned the two babies and joyously brought them beside Zhong Lan: "Lady, look quickly, they are twins, a boy and a girl, both healthy."

Despite being exhausted, Zhong Lan still mustered the energy to look at her two children and smiled blissfully.

"Lady, have a good rest, the Princely Heir and the young miss will be taken care of by us." Ye Qiu wiped her damp forehead and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Ye Qiu!" Zhong Lan’s eyes were filled with profound gratitude. If it weren’t for Ye Qiu today, she didn’t know what would have become of her and the two children.

"It’s what I should do as a servant."

Ye Qiu didn’t know what the original fate of Zhong Lan in this world was, but she knew that in this era, having children by one’s side was different from not having any. Even if Marquis Weiyuan truly died at the border, Zhong Lan wouldn’t have much to fear anymore.

"Mother, look at these two children, how healthy and beautiful they are, all rosy red. They’re sure to grow up very fair-skinned." Second Mrs. Shen and the midwives, unable to hide their smiles, brought the twins to the Old Marquis.

The Old Marquis, however, was less concerned about the twins and more concerned about Zhong Lan’s condition: "How is Rong Jing’s wife? How is she doing?"

"Exhausted. She took one look at the children and then fell asleep with the maids’ assistance."

"That’s good, that’s good." The Old Marquis repeated Amitabha Buddha again before turning her attention to her two great-grandchildren, "Second daughter-in-law, don’t the children’s noses resemble their father?"

"Yes, how could they not? Their noses will definitely be as straight as their father’s."

"Their rosy redness suggests they will surely grow up to be very fair, taking after their mother in this regard."

"Exactly, Old Marquis is right."

"I just noticed the younger girl’s cries were weaker, my dear, in the future, let your father and brother protect you." The Old Marquis picked up the red swaddle, which seemed smaller than the one in blue.

"Have they been weighed? How much do they weigh?"

"The elder brother is four jin and five taels, the younger sister is lighter at three jin and nine taels." The voice of Second Mrs. Shen couldn’t help but reveal her heartache, how to nourish such little weight.

"Don’t worry, don’t worry, with our whole family guarding them, the two children will certainly grow up healthy and strong."

"Mother is right, that maid who helped deliver Lan’er also took the pulse for the two children. She said that although they are a bit light, both are very healthy and there will be no issues with careful care."

"Is that maid named Ye Qiu?"

"Yes, that’s her." Even up to now, admiration filled the eyes of Second Mrs. Shen.

"She’s a maid and she knows medical skills?" The Old Marquis asked with curiosity.

"It’s said that she started studying medicine a year ago, who knew she would be so capable."

"She has made a great contribution today, Aunt Liu, fetch a chest of gold leaves from my storage, as a reward."

"Yes, this old servant will do it right away."

"Additionally, reward the servants in the birthing room half a year’s monthly salary today, and reward everyone else in the mansion two months’ monthly salary," declared the Old Marquis generously.

"Thank you, Old Madam!" All the servants in the room knelt down in gratitude.

"Now we still don’t know where Rong Jing is, if he knew that Lan’er has given birth to two fair and tender children for him, I wonder how delighted he would be!" the Old Marquis said with melancholy.

"Mother, there is no need for you to worry too much, Rong Jing will definitely be fine. Even for the sake of these two children, he will take care of himself."

At this very moment, in a desolate place at the border, Duan Rongjing, clad in armor, stood on the edge of a cliff gazing at the bright moon, softly murmuring Zhong Lan’s name.

Counting the days, it must be close to her due date now, it is said that twins often arrive early, I wonder if she’s alright.

"Marquis, there’s confirmed news from the capital," a voice reported.

"Speak," Duan Rongjing commanded, his expression turning stern.

"The Holy Emperor is critically ill, the Eldest Prince has taken control over the capital, and the Marquis Mansion has already been surrounded by the Eldest Prince’s men."

Duan Rongjing’s grip on his sword tightened: "What does the Third Prince say?"

"The Third Prince says that as long as you maintain control over the border, he ensures the safety of everyone in the Marquis Mansion."

"Good, send word to the Third Prince immediately, I agree to this deal."

"Yes."

"General Zhao, General Wang, alert our men, we are going to meet General Huang sent by the Eldest Prince now."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

After such long preparations, we finally have the Turkic prince in our grasp, and now I have no other concerns. Thinking of his family far away in the capital, Duan Rongjing was filled with a fearsome aura.

"Mother, the people outside won’t allow passage, where can we find a wet nurse to come in?" A few two hours after the birth, Second Mrs. Shen looked at the two babies crying loudly, and her worry intensified.

"Old Madam, Second Madam, the Lady has ordered us to report the children’s condition to her, she will nurse them herself," Ye Qiu approached and said.

"Is this... appropriate?"

"We have no other choice now, bring both children back," decided the Old Marquis firmly.