Lin Jiuqing hugged Chen Yuan and looked at her with his head lowered.

In the blink of an eye, tears could no longer stop falling, wetting Chen Yuan's face.

Doctor Chen on the side showed reluctance, pursed his lips and turned his head away.

Mr. Mu sighed and gently advised: "My lady, you are pregnant, don't get too excited, or you might hurt yourself."

Lin Jiuqing didn't care about that at all. She just reached out to touch Chen Yuan's cheek: "Yuan, try again. Sister will accompany you, okay?"

Doctor Chen couldn't help but persuade her: "Madam, the princess has tried her best, maybe it really won't work, why don't you..."

"She moved!" Lin Jiuqing suddenly interrupted Doctor Chen and said loudly, "Ayuan is awake, she can hear me."

Doctor Chen was a little bit unconvinced and looked at Chen Yuan with his head tilted. However, Mr. Mu, who was standing on the side, had already stepped forward and stretched out his hands to pry open Chen Yuan's eyes. He saw that his eyeballs were moving and he was obviously conscious.

Lin Jiuqing looked at Mr. Mu with hope: "It's okay, right? A Yuan is conscious, so we shouldn't give up, okay?"

Mr. Mu was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Doctor Chen and said in a deep voice, "Cut some ginseng slices for the princess to hold in her mouth."

Doctor Chen: "Sir, the princess..."

"The princess is not an ordinary woman. She is strong-willed and will not give up easily." Mr. Mu glanced at Lin Jiuqing again, "With the support of the imperial concubine, the princess is worried and will definitely use up her last bit of strength to find a way out for herself."

After listening to Mr. Mu's words, Doctor Chen took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, let's try again."

He turned around to get the best ginseng slices, and finally put them into Chen Yuan's mouth, holding her breath, and whispered in Chen Yuan's ear: "Princess, if you can hear me, just follow what I say. If I tell you to push hard, you push hard. If I tell you to rest, you rest. Please...be sure to stay awake."

Lin Jiuqing also held Chen Yuan's cheek and said softly: "Yuan, sister is with you, don't be afraid."

Lin Jiuqing saw that the person lying on his legs nodded lightly.

She burst into tears again, looked up at Mr. Mu, and motioned for him to start.

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The delivery room was full of dangers, and people outside were like ants on hot pan.

Yang Yuheng was spinning around at the door like a spinning top that couldn't stop, muttering to himself as if he was praying for the people inside.

Mo Xiao seemed to be standing calmly against the pillar, but the potted plants on the flower stand next to him had been pulled out unconsciously by him.

Instead, Mo Chengning was the calmest. He sat on the steps in front of the door without any image of a prince. He did nothing, said nothing, and had no expression on his face. No one knew what he was thinking.

About half an hour later, a baby's cry was suddenly heard in the room, which was just like water being poured into an oil pan, causing a loud explosion, which startled the people outside the door.

Mo Chengning stood up quickly, rushed to the door, and stared at it intently. Mo Xiao also stood up straight, staring at the door with his dark eyes.

Yang Yuheng's legs went weak and he knelt at the door, holding on to it, and choked up as he shouted, "A Yuan!"

The baby stopped crying and the door was opened from the inside. Yingyue held the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and looked down at Yang Yuheng who was still kneeling at the door: "Master Yang, it's a girl, very healthy."

Yang Yuheng stumbled to his feet, wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes, and then went to pick up the child with trembling hands.