A family of loyal martyrs, starting with nine wives to continue the family line.

Chapter 247 The child is gone, I accept it; she must live.

When Wei Zhao lifted the carriage curtain, the imperial guards at the palace gate almost knelt in the wrong direction.

"His Majesty?"

The Imperial Guard's voice cracked.

Wei Zhao raised his hand and pressed it down.

"Shut up."

He did not return to the capital with great fanfare, nor did he have the Ministry of Rites set up any welcoming ceremony.

Liu Jingshuang, Huo Qingluan, and Xie Daoning followed behind him, not even changing their armor, only wearing outer robes to cover themselves from the dust.

A week ago, he was still keeping an eye on Han Dashan and Zhou Laodao at the Guiping camp.

A week later, he was already standing at the gate of the capital city palace.

It wasn't because something earth-shattering happened in Chenqiao.

It's Tuoba Yue's turn to give birth.

Wei Zhao originally thought he could keep things under control.

When fighting the Northern Rong, he could watch the mountains of corpses and seas of blood without blinking.

During the attack on Pingyang, he was able to shoot an arrow through the forehead of an enemy general from three miles away.

Luo Shao knelt at his feet begging for mercy, but he didn't even lift his eyelids.

Upon hearing the words "Tuoba Yue has launched an attack," the military report in his hand immediately crumpled.

This is even more frightening than Han Dashan bringing 200,000 troops to press in.

Outside the delivery room, Su Qingyun, Fang Fuyao, Xiao Guanyin, Shang Wanqing, and Hua Jieyu were all present.

Tuoba Yue called out from inside, her voice hoarse.

Wei Zhao stopped in his tracks, his knuckles clenching instantly.

When Su Qingyun saw him, she was taken aback at first, then quickly walked over to him.

"Why has Your Majesty returned?"

Wei Zhao stared at the tightly closed door.

"How is she?"

Su Qingyun's lips moved slightly.

"The move was too hasty; Dao Ning has already gone inside."

He spoke very calmly, but Wei Zhao understood what he meant.

wrong.

If it were just a normal production process, Su Qingyun wouldn't have this expression.

Fang Fuyao wouldn't stand by and say nothing.

Xiao Guanyin would never dig her fingers into her palm, and she didn't even notice that the back of her hand was bleeding.

Wei Zhao's last glimmer of hope was extinguished.

"How long has it been?"

Hua Jieyu said in a low voice, "Two hours."

Two hours.

Wei Zhao's eyelid twitched.

He didn't know how to deliver babies, but he understood human strength.

Despite being pregnant, Tuoba Yue still had to oversee the new recruits' training. She smiled broadly, but in reality, she wanted to prove to everyone that she wasn't an outsider.

She's too stubborn.

She's so stubborn it's heartbreaking.

Another suppressed cry of pain came from inside the room.

Wei Zhao took a step forward, but Liu Jingshuang reached out to stop him.

"Your Majesty, we cannot enter the delivery room."

Wei Zhao glanced at her.

Liu Jingshuang did not retreat.

Her face was pale, but her hands were very steady.

"You won't be able to help; you'll only make things worse."

Wei Zhao gritted his teeth.

This is true.

He could kill, command troops, establish a military merit system, and force eight rebel kings to expand their armies overnight.

But there was nothing he could do outside that door.

This feeling of powerlessness is disgusting.

It's even more disgusting than when you're poisoned.

Xie Daoning was inside; his voice came through the door.

"Hot water."

"Ginseng slices".

"Don't let her sleep, Tuoba Yue, watch me."

"Push harder."

When the palace maid brought out the bloody water, Wei Zhao's gaze fell on the bronze basin and lingered for a long time.

That basin of water was too red.

His chest felt tight with embarrassment.

"His Majesty."

A young female doctor suddenly ran out of the room, her face covered in sweat and her hands trembling.

She knelt down so quickly that her knees hit the ground, and her voice trembled.

"Madam Xie sent me to ask...to ask His Majesty a question."

Wei Zhao turned his head.

"explain."

The young female doctor's lips trembled, and it took her a long time to squeeze it out.

"Empress Tuoba's baby is breech and the bleeding won't stop. If... if things really come to a head, we need to make a plan in advance."

Wei Zhao's eyes turned cold instantly.

The young female doctor lowered her head even further.

"Save the mother, or save the child?"

There was a sudden silence outside the delivery room.

Even Tuoba Yue's cries of pain from inside the door seemed to be drowned out.

Su Qingyun's fingers tightened.

Shang Wanqing's eyes reddened, but she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Xiao Guanyin whispered, "The Wei family's child..."

As soon as those five words were uttered, she shut up.

Liu Jingshuang looked at the delivery room, her voice hoarse.

"All nine sons of the Wei family are gone."

These words are light, yet they carry a heavy weight.

The nine sons of the Wei family died in battle, and the Wei family bloodline was wiped out.

Everyone understands.

Therefore, they dare not directly say "protect the child."

But their silence has already revealed the answer.

Wei Zhao looked at them without feeling any resentment.

He knew why they thought that way.

In chaotic times, bloodlines are too precious.

Too many members of the Wei family died; the matriarch lost nine sons, and the Wei family army lost nine commanders.

Once this child is born, many people's hearts will be captivated once again.

But on what basis?

Why should Tuoba Yue have to make the exchange?

Wei Zhao suddenly smiled.

His laughter was cold.

"Have you forgotten?"

Everyone looked up.

Wei Zhao said, word by word, "Tuoba Yue is not a tool for giving birth."

Xiao Guanyin's face turned pale.

Su Qingyun's eyes also reddened.

Wei Zhao looked at the young female doctor.

"Go back and tell Xie Daoning."

The young female doctor trembled even more violently.

Wei Zhao's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear as day.

"I want Tuoba Yuehuo."

The young female doctor suddenly looked up.

Wei Zhao stared at her.

"Did you understand?"

"If the child can be saved, then save him; if not, I will accept it."

"But Tuoba Yue must live."

"If anything happens to her, I don't want any hope from the Wei family, I don't want any auspicious omens from the new martial arts, and I don't want you to comfort me with a child."

Wei Zhao's fingers pressed on the hilt of the knife, his knuckles turning white.

"I want her to live."

The young female doctor turned pale and nodded repeatedly.

"I understand! I'll go and tell them right away!"

She turned and ran back to the delivery room.

As soon as the door opened, the stench of blood rushed out.

Wei Zhao stood there, feeling a tightness in his chest.

Once he said those words, he became even more afraid.

Because he knew that human will is not omnipotent.

He could issue decrees to execute powerful families, mobilize a million-strong new army, confiscate the property of Li Huai, and keep rebel kings up at night.

But sometimes life and death don't obey imperial decrees.

That's the most hateful part.

Inside the delivery room.

Tuoba Yue's face was frighteningly pale, her hair was completely wet, and she was gripping the edge of the bed tightly.

Xie Daoning's sleeves were stained with blood, but his eyes remained steady.

"Tuoba Yue, look at me."

Tuoba Yue was panting heavily, but she still tried to force a smile.

"Girl...am I not good enough anymore?"

Xie Daoning said coldly, "Shut up."

Tuoba Yue felt so much pain that her vision blurred, but she still grabbed her wrist.

"Save the child first."

Xie Daoning paused, his fingers moving slightly.