In a vast estate south of Chaoge City, the entire residence was in chaos today.
The servants hurried back and forth, their faces filled with a mixture of tension and anticipation.
From inside the delivery room came Lady Yin's suppressed cries of pain, along with the midwives' loud shouts of encouragement.
Li Jing, dressed in plain clothes, paced back and forth in the courtyard outside the delivery room. Fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Three years and six months.
For three and a half full years, ever since his wife had conceived this child, his heart had never known a day of peace.
Although the Human Emperor had solemnly declared that this child was a Kirin Child of the Human Race, an auspicious omen descended into the world, clearing away all the criticism directed at him,
it had also allowed him to rise in a single bound, transforming him from a frontier commander into a trusted subordinate under Grand Tutor Wen.
But in the end, the child was still in the womb.
Being pregnant for three and a half years was, in itself, an unprecedented wonder.
What if... what if something really was wrong with the child after birth? How would he explain it to The King?
Just as Li Jing's thoughts were in turmoil, a figure hurried over from the side.
"My lord, have some water. You haven't had a sip since this morning."
It was the old steward of the residence. He carried a bowl of ginseng tea, his face full of concern.
Li Jing stopped, but did not take the tea. He merely waved his hand.
"I'm not drinking."
How could he possibly drink anything right now?
At that moment, the cries of pain from inside the delivery room suddenly stopped.
Boom—!
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