coobybook Chapter 117 Premature Birth
Chapter 117 Premature Birth
Chapter 117 Premature Birth
Ye Lingyue left quickly and returned quickly. When she returned to the Marquis's residence, Ye Pianran had not yet rested. Now that she knew that she had come at Chunyu Yang's behest, Ye Pianran no longer had any reservations about her and let her directly into her boudoir.
The room was filled with the warmth of incense. Ye Pianran, her face unveiled, leaned against the soft couch reading a book. In the candlelight, her delicate, boneless figure accentuated her flawless face, making her incredibly beautiful and captivating. Even Ye Lingyue was stunned by her beauty.
Kneeling on one knee, Ye Lingyue offered both hands to Ye Pianran, saying, "Miss, the Third Prince also has something for me to give you."
Ye Pianran sat up and took the folded letter from her palm. With a few light movements of her fingers, she slowly unfolded the letter. The ink on the paper was still wet, and the handwriting was sharp and forceful, with a power that seemed to penetrate the paper. However, when she saw what was written on it, her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks quickly turned red.
The inscription reads: "Autumn is deepening, do not go barefoot."
She hurriedly folded the letter, coughed twice, and said, "Alright, it's getting late, you should go and rest."
Ye Lingyue responded with a "Yes," then lowered her head and chuckled as she left.
Ye Pianran originally wanted to finish reading the book in her hand, but her mind was completely disturbed by the letter. As she read, she couldn't help but think of the scene when Chunyu Yang was still recuperating in her room and personally put on her embroidered shoes.
It was a long time ago, but looking back now, it feels as clear as if it happened yesterday. She can even feel the burning heat of his palm and the tenderness hidden deep in his bones.
Frustrated, she put away the book, blew out the oil lamp on the table, and went back to bed in a huff, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt as if that would make her forget everything.
Her mind was in turmoil, and she gradually drifted off to sleep, unaware that at that very moment, another major event was unfolding in the Marquis's residence.
Chaos reigned in the Fragrant Grass Garden of the West Courtyard. Eight months pregnant, Consort Meng, after her midnight snack, suddenly felt a tearing pain in her abdomen, accompanied by bright red blood flowing from her lower body. The servants in the garden were terrified. They hurriedly carried Consort Meng to bed, and someone immediately went to inform Marquis Anshi.
Upon learning this, Marquis Anshi rushed to Fangcao Garden without even putting on his shoes. When he arrived, Consort Meng was writhing in agony from abdominal pain, her piercing screams causing Marquis Anshi great unease. It reminded him of the night six years ago when Gongsun Yuan gave birth to Ye Yankang.
As if confirming his inner panic, Aunt Meng's tightly closed door suddenly opened, and Doctor Xu, his hands covered in blood, walked out, his face full of sorrow, and said to Marquis Anshi:
"My lord, Consort Meng's condition is not right; it seems she's about to give birth prematurely!"
"How could this be!" Marquis Anshi was furious. He turned around and slapped Consort Meng's personal maid across the face, cursing, "What did you dogs use on Consort Meng just now! How could such an accident suddenly happen!"
Heaven knows how much he longed for this child! The lack of offspring in the Marquis's mansion over the years had been a constant worry for him. He had been hoping and hoping, and finally, his new concubine, Consort Meng, was pregnant. But who knew that all his hopes would be dashed now!
Premature birth... How many premature babies can survive? Even if they are born, who knows if they will be born mentally challenged like Ye Yankang?
"Where is the midwife! Where is the midwife?!" Marquis Anshi roared!
An old woman quickly stepped forward: "Yes, yes! This old servant is here!"
"No matter what, you must do your best to protect this fetus! Otherwise, I will make your whole family pay with their lives!" Marquis Anshi clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.
The midwife responded with a "Yes," and hurriedly entered Aunt Song's room.
"Quick! Quick! Hot water!"
"Is the labor-inducing soup ready? Quickly bring it to Aunt Meng!"
"Push harder, Aunt Meng! Push harder!"
Inside, Aunt Meng's desperate cries echoed continuously. Outside, Marquis Anshi felt as if each day was an eternity; the longer he waited, the more uneasy he grew. He paced back and forth in the courtyard, constantly peering towards the tightly closed door. When the door suddenly opened, he rushed forward without waiting for anyone to emerge, urgently asking:
"How is it?"
The midwife's face was extremely pale, and she said in a trembling voice, "Reporting...Reporting to the Marquis, Consort Meng has lost too much blood and is barely breathing. In addition, the baby is in an upside-down position, which means...it's already a difficult labor! If we can save Consort Song, the baby will die. If we want to save the baby, Consort Meng will...Your Majesty, please make a decision quickly!"
Marquis Anshi replied without hesitation, "I have said that no matter what, I will protect this child!"
A flicker of reluctance crossed the midwife's eyes, but she still bowed her head and obeyed, turning to go inside again. Consort Meng had already fainted from exhaustion and blood loss; the courtyard was now silent, everyone waiting to hear the baby's cry. This time, Marquis Anshi's wait was even more agonizing than before.
A moment later, accompanied by Aunt Meng's heart-wrenching screams, the midwife's joyful voice came from inside the room:
"He's out! He's out! It's a son, a son!"
Upon hearing this, Marquis Anshi's expression was instantly replaced by ecstatic joy. He heard it—it was a son! Ye Xingguan had finally had another son!
However, after that sound came from inside the room, there was silence as if a stone had sunk into the sea. This sudden silence made Marquis Anshi extremely uneasy. Then, the door opened again, and the midwife came out shakily, carrying a cloth bag. Before she reached Marquis Anshi, her legs went weak and she knelt down, holding the cloth bag forward, saying, "My lord, it's a little prince, but... it's stillborn."
Marquis Anshi's gaze fell upon the infant in her arms. Because it was not a full-term birth, the baby wrapped in soft silk was extremely small, its wrinkled little face bearing an unusual bluish-purple hue, showing no signs of life whatsoever.
stillbirth!
Marquis Anshi staggered back two steps, his eyes quickly turning bloodshot: "Useless! A bunch of useless trash! You can't even protect a child! What use are you to me! Guards! Drag these incompetent good-for-nothings and all the servants in Fangcao Garden out and beat them to death!"
Upon receiving orders, the guards of the Marquis's residence immediately rushed into Fangcao Garden, snatched the stillborn infant from the midwife's arms, and arrested the midwife and all the other servants of Fangcao Garden. Just as they were about to be executed on the spot, Doctor Xu, quick-witted, knelt before Marquis Anshi and said:
"My lord, please calm down! It seems the young master was born with the umbilical cord wrapped around his neck when he was in the wrong position, which is why he died at birth. But he didn't die for long, so there should still be hope! The most urgent thing is to try to save the young master!"
The words "young master" reminded Marquis Anshi that this was his third son. He calmed down slightly and said urgently, "Then you must quickly find a way to save him!"
Doctor Xu: "With my limited abilities, I truly cannot bring the dead back to life..."
Marquis Anshi was so angry that he kicked him to the ground: "Can't do it? Then what face do you have to ask me to calm down!"
Doctor Xu, clutching his aching chest, got up from the ground and said to Marquis An Shi, "I can't do it, but there is someone who can! The young lady's master, 'Mr. Green Ivy,' once saved the stillborn child of the mistress of Cangzhou Moyi Manor! The young lady is a disciple of 'Mr. Green Ivy,' so she must have a way to save the young master!"
Marquis Anshi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized—yes, how could he have forgotten that Ran'er was also a medical student, and her medical skills were even better than Doctor Xu's. Not only could she bring the dead Jin Ding Mohe back to life, but last time she also used that "Thirteen Needles of Weaving Life" to cure the poison in Old Madam Song's body that even Doctor Xu couldn't cure. Maybe she really does have some way!
"Quick! Go to Lanxin Courtyard and invite the young lady over!" Marquis Anshi shouted, unable to contain his excitement.