Soon, the pain struck, leaving Xie Wanqing no room for random thoughts.
The fetal position was correct, though the labor started early, it was only by about ten days, still, everything was "ripe for the picking."
Moreover, the midwife and the Imperial Physician were on standby, and everything proceeded in an orderly manner, without any chaos.
The people around were not flustered, but Lu Ziyuan, the Emperor who should have remained the calmest, turned pale, looking almost as uneasy as Xie Wanqing, who was in a sweat from the pain.
He didn't dare to speak, didn't dare to distract her.
Only when she gritted her teeth in pain, fearing she might hurt herself, he offered his arm to her.
Xie Wanqing ignored his arm and bit down on the soft cloth the midwife handed her.
Having prior experience, she knew how to muster her strength.
This pregnancy, though painful to endure, resulted in a smooth delivery.
