Sir, can you marry me?

Chapter 1

In late autumn, the rain was falling and the sky was gloomy. In the side courtyard of He Junhua, the eldest son of Honglu Temple, the eldest son of the left deputy governor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate of the Daqing Dynasty, Xiao, the concubine, was moaning in pain, clutching tightly with both hands. Live under the mattress.Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and the dense beads of sweat flowed like rain outside.

The two middle-aged women rolled up their sleeves, one stood by the bed and kept scrubbing hot towels, and the other knelt at the end of the bed, bending over to observe her legs.The maids brought pots of hot water in, and pots of bloody water came out.In the main hall of the side courtyard, two noble women, one old and one young, were sitting upright, with anxious faces on their faces.

"Yuzhi, have you made up your mind?" asked the 50-year-old woman, her shrewdness could not be hidden in her charitable eyes.

"Mother-in-law, daughter-in-law has already decided." The young woman called Yuzhi said, with a hint of coldness on her lips.

"This is a matter in your courtyard, and it is inconvenient for me to intervene." The old woman said, and told the old servant beside her, "Go and get a century-old ginseng from me, and give it to Aunt Xiao."

"Yes. Madam." Standing behind her, Fu Fushen, the daughter-in-law in charge, walked out.

In the delivery room, Xiao Wenqing was still moaning in pain.She has been in pain since early morning, and has been in pain for most of the day. She is exhausted, but the child still seems to be attached to the mother's body and does not want to come out.

"Aunt Xiao, this is the soup made from the old lady's [-]-year-old ginseng. Drink it to nourish your spirit." Wen Po in blue clothes said, and came over with a bowl and spoon, and carefully fed the ginseng soup to the pregnant woman.

The ginseng soup with a bit of sweetness in the bitterness entered his mouth for a while, and Xiao Wenqing felt some strength.

"Madam, are you and the old lady outside? What time is it?" Xiao Wenqing asked weakly during the interval of labor pains.

"Yes, the one in your belly is Mr. He's first child. Of course, the old madam and madam take it seriously. If you can give birth to a little son, you will definitely get a lot of rewards based on the price of your son. My lord sees that you can give birth to a son. I will definitely come to your room more. Someone has already notified the adults, but it is raining outside, so he may not be able to come back. Now it is two hours."

Wen Po in blue encouraged that Aunt Xiao is already a concubine, and all she can get is rewards and Master He's future favor.

Xiao Wenqing pursed her lips bitterly after hearing this.

A concubine's child is inherently inferior to others. If she gives birth to a son, she will also assist the legitimate son in the future.For her child, she can't give him a noble life experience, can't give him glory and wealth, the only thing she can give him is life.

Mrs. He... She is just the young lady's dowry maid. In order to prevent Mr. He from being fascinated by some vixen and competing for favor with him, the young lady gave her to him as a concubine.

He despised her for being more than beautiful but like a piece of wood on the bed, and came here only after thinking about her after the novelty of her had passed, this was what she had always hoped for, how could she be willing to be a concubine like a plaything.She later became pregnant with his first child, but he probably resented the birth of his firstborn from a concubine, and was very indifferent to her pregnancy.At this moment, she suddenly looked forward to his favor. Having an unloved mother and her child would be very bitter.

Xiao Wenqing sighed inwardly, trying to rest and gather energy.Shortly after the labor pains passed, another wave of labor pains began, and she moaned again in low pain.

It was raining harder and harder outside, and the wind was blowing.The sky was getting darker and darker, and it was very dark in the delivery room. The maids lit a few lamps to keep the delivery room bright.

"Aunt Xiao, push harder, push down harder, I can see the baby's head." Granny Wen, who was kneeling at the end of the bed to deliver the baby, cried eagerly.

"Mm, um, ah~~ah——" Xiao Wenqing exhaled, gritted her teeth and pushed down hard.In an instant, she felt hot fluid surge between her legs, and a soft thing slipped out of her body.

"It's coming out, it's coming out. Be careful of the umbilical cord..." the midwife Wen Po cried out nervously, carefully cutting the umbilical cord with the scissors against the baby's belly, then quickly wrapped the umbilical cord around the scissors, and began to slowly pull the placenta out.

The woman in blue stretched out her hand to hug the baby, and after seeing it, she immediately smiled and said, "Aunt Xiao, congratulations, it's a boy." As she spoke, she began to clean the amniotic fluid from the baby's mouth.

Because the placenta hadn't come down yet, the midwife Wen didn't dare to be careless. She dragged the umbilical cord wrapped with scissors with one hand, and pressed Xiao Wenqing's deflated belly with the other to draw out the placenta little by little.

After the amniotic fluid in the baby's mouth was cleaned up, the woman in blue picked up his legs and spanked his little butt, causing him to burst into tears.

Xiao Wenqing was invigorated when she heard that, and felt another flow of blood mixed with a soft foreign object slip out of her body.

"Finally out."

Seeing the complete placenta slipping out of Aunt Xiao's body, the midwife Wen gave a sigh of relief, then raised her arm to wipe the sweat off her face, and ordered the maid to give her a clean hot towel, and she was going to start washing Aunt Xiao His lower body was stained with blood.

"Wow~~Wow~~Wow~~" The baby kept crying, and the woman in blue swaddled him swiftly.

"Show me...show me the child." The exhausted Xiao Wenqing said with a weak voice.

"Hey, look, this is your son." Lan Yi said steadily, and came to Xiao Wenqing's bedside with the swaddle in her arms, and let her see the baby in the swaddle.

By the dim candlelight, Xiao Wenqing greedily looked at her son who was conceived in October and was born with hard work.His skin was red and wrinkled, his face was so small, his eyes were closed, his hair was very black, but his eyebrows were too pale to be seen.

(End of this chapter)