Ye Bingxue Gives Birth

In the Small World, Hua Qiang's household was in utter chaos. Everyone had gathered anxiously together, their eyes fixed on Ye Bingxue's room.

Ye Bingxue's earth-shattering screams came from within, accompanied by the midwife's constant soothing instructions.

"Quick! Notify Qiang'er and have him come back at once!" Gu Hongyan ordered anxiously.

"Yes, Madam!"

Butler Fu Liye answered, took out a jade stone, and crushed it.

He had once been a clan steward under Fu Linglong, the Fox Clan Queen, and had later been promoted and employed by Hua Qiang.

He had also been left a transmission jade for contacting Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang had never expected his son to catch the eye of an Immortal Emperor-level expert, who had even been eager to take him as a disciple.

Watching the two of them behave with such respect between master, friend, and disciple, while his precious daughter occasionally cracked jokes on the side, Hua Qiang could not help but reveal a bitter smile now and then.

Suddenly, his smile froze. The butler had sent a message—had something happened at home?

He probed with his divine sense and was instantly overjoyed.

He hurriedly offered an apology, then grabbed one in each hand and vanished from the spot.

Ximen Ba was startled. He sensed carefully for a moment, then revealed an expression of sudden understanding.

The Peacock King stood where he was, shrugged at Ximen Ba, spread his hands, and put on an innocent expression that said he knew nothing either.

The lingering glow of sunset streamed through the carved lattice windows, staining the steaming heat in the birthing room crimson.

Ye Bingxue's fingernails dug deeply into the edge of the bed. Her sweat-soaked hair clung to her paper-pale face, and every contraction felt as though countless steel needles were twisting through her