Blissful Days After Widowhood - Chapter 511

After Gu Yin’s pregnancy, her trips to the restroom became very frequent, but her husband insisted on sleeping on the outer side of the bed. This way, he always knew when she got up at night, and he could carry her to the toilet.

Moreover, Gu Yin’s legs were prone to cramps at night. He had some massage skills, so he would get up from time to time to help her with leg massages.

He woke up three to five times a night like this, and for several months, he hadn’t had a good night’s sleep. He also had to go to work during the day. Unlike Gu Yin, who could catch up on sleep during the day, he had lost a lot of weight.

He wasn’t the least bit impatient. He even smiled and said it was fair. Otherwise, if only Gu Yin suffered, what kind of thing would that be?

Gu Ye and Wu’an were the same. However, being students, they couldn’t easily take time off. After returning home, they would promptly gather around Gu Yin.

The two kids often saw Gu Yin reading to the child or inviting Xiao Yuan and others to play musical instruments, which they learned was called prenatal education.

So, the two of them decided to take on this responsibility. They took turns reading to Gu Yin for half an hour each day, covering both traditional enlightenment studies and some popular storybooks. They didn’t complain about the effort, even when their throats were dry.

Gu Ye also managed to find time to learn a musical instrument and found a jade flute in the storage room. Because he studied diligently and was intelligent, he became proficient in playing it within half a year.

The little one in Gu Yin’s belly seemed to enjoy listening to him play the flute. Whenever he played, the fetal movements became more apparent. So, Gu Yin said she wanted to inform them immediately. Otherwise, they might return late, and she would blame herself for not returning to the mansion sooner.

Mrs. Wang nodded repeatedly, “Yes, they have emphasized it every time they went out. I’ll send someone to inform them right away.”

Gu Yin soon entered the delivery room. After lying down for a short while, labor pains began.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Xu had made arrangements, and soon the midwife arrived. The old physician stayed outside, ready for any unforeseen circumstances.

Gu Yin’s rosy face turned a bit pale, but the pain in her stomach wasn’t too severe yet. She still had the strength to eat a bowl of bird’s nest soup.

Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xu, and Song Shiliu all sweated nervously.

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Wu Qingyi was on duty at the camp outside the city. Gu Ye and Wu’an were in the palace, staying in places where they couldn’t easily approach.

The news of Gu Yin entering the delivery room arrived half an hour later. The three of them hurriedly rushed home and returned to Duke Ying’s Mansion after another half hour.

They happened to bump into each other at the door. When they saw each other, they couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Wu Qingyi had just finished inspecting the troops that day and received a letter. As a result, he didn’t have time to change his clothes and came back wearing shining, heavy armor.

Gu Ye and Wu’an were still young and hadn’t experienced such events before. They only knew that childbirth was like passing through the gates of hell. So when they heard the news, their minds went completely blank. Wu’an grabbed a pen and rushed back, and the ink had already stained his sleeve. Gu Ye was slightly better and tightly held the jade flute he had been playing frequently.

They just smiled at each other without saying anything and rushed to the delivery room.

Outside the delivery room, when they happened to hear Gu Yin’s groans of pain, the three of them couldn’t laugh anymore.

The maidservant immediately went in to inform them that they had returned, so Mrs. Wang spoke to them through the window, “You haven’t changed into clean clothes, and there are enough people in the delivery room. You’ll just be in the way if you go in now. But don’t worry too much; the fluid broke only an hour ago, and she’s about to give birth. It’s considered fast.”

However, these words couldn’t calm everyone’s hearts, especially when the maidservants began carrying out bloody water.

With a pale face, Gu Ye asked, “Mother, why isn’t she making any sound? And why is there so much blood…”

Mrs. Wang explained, “Giving birth is a physically demanding task. Your mother can’t shout; she’s already biting on a wooden beam. The midwife is following your mother’s instructions, cleaning her hands and washing the blood every now and then. Don’t worry, the midwife says the delivery is stable.”

Although Mrs. Wang said so, they still couldn’t fully put their minds at ease. After comforting them, she immediately went back to the delivery room and didn’t have time to provide real-time updates.

The servants quickly brought a table and chairs for Wu Qingyi and the others to sit and wait.

However, neither the three nor the old doctor had the intention to rest. They paced back and forth.

Later, even Wu Zhong, who was waiting anxiously in the main courtyard, came over with a cane. His identity as the grandfather made it inconvenient for him to approach the delivery room, so he waited further away.

Another hour passed, and after a long period of silence, Wu Qingyi, the first to speak since returning to the mansion, asked if the maidservant had prepared sterilized clothes according to his measurements.

This indicated his intention to enter the delivery room.

Listening to his trembling voice, the maidservant hesitated and said, “The preparations have been made, but Madam instructed that the general and the two young masters could only receive their clothes if her delivery was not smooth. At the moment…”

Wu Qingyi, Gu Ye, and Wu’an always followed Gu Yin’s words. At this moment, without waiting for the maidservant to say more, the three of them went to change.

Quickly changing into fresh clothes and tying their headscarves, the three washed their hands and faces again. When finally they were ready to enter, a loud cry resounded from the delivery room.

A series of joyful exclamations from the midwife followed. Soon after, Mrs. Wang emerged with a joyous smile, cradling a swaddled bundle. “Come and take a look! Our eldest daughter has given birth to a girl!”

She hurriedly came out, and the maidservant immediately closed the door behind her. However, Gu Yin’s slightly weak voice could still be heard from inside, “Quickly, take away the bitter thing in my mouth! And bring me something to eat; I want to drink pig trotter soup.”

The anxious looks on Wu Qingyi and the others, resembling tightly wound strings about to snap, eased at the same time, and smiles broke across their faces, leading to laughter.