Chapter 1988 The Young Master Is Unrivaled in the World (1)
"Madam is about to give birth." The maids were busy passing things around, fearing that something would go wrong at the critical moment.
The midwife in the room was also very anxious now, "Madam, please try harder."
The beautiful woman on the couch looked pale and in pain. She was clutching the quilt tightly with her hands, and the veins on her forehead were exposed. "Liu Ma, let them get out."
The elderly maid snorted and obeyed the order.
Half an hour later, the midwife looked happy and picked up the baby, "It's been born. Congratulations, madam, you are a daughter of a daughter."
The beautiful woman on the bed trembled her lips slightly and opened her eyes slightly, "A daughter?"
The midwife beamed with joy and looked at the fetus in her arms, which had its eyes closed and was neither crying nor fussing. She said with a smile, "I have delivered babies for so many years, and I have never seen anyone as quiet as your daughter. I think she will be a virtuous and virtuous lady in the future."
"Let me see." The beautiful woman said weakly.
The midwife moved closer.
The beautiful woman stared at the baby's wrinkled little face, closed her eyes, and after a moment, opened them again, "I gave birth to a son, do you remember?"
The midwife was stunned, looked into those cold eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly replied, "Madam, I remember."
The beautiful woman then fell into a deep sleep.
Mr. Yin has two concubines in his house and has three sons. However, there has been no movement in his wife for many years. Although they had been in love for many years and were childhood sweethearts, they couldn't help but the passion gradually cooled down.
Several concubines were ready to make a move. They could no longer hold back and used all their strength. Just when they were fighting fiercely, Mrs. Yin came with good news.
Master Yin was naturally very happy. He would go to Mrs. Yin's house for half a day every day, and she would call my son very fond of her.
"Madam, thank you for your hard work." A middle-aged man with a sparse beard held the baby for a long time and said with a smile on his face, "Look at my son's appearance, he looks very much like me and you."
The beautiful woman couldn't help but reveal a smile on her lips, "What are you talking about, sir? It's not hard for me, my concubine."
The more Master Yin looked at him, the more he fell in love with this legitimate son. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Send the order, and the Yin Mansion will provide porridge for three days."
The midwife on the side was frightened and did not dare to show any signs of strangeness.
Three days later, the king's midwife in Beijing drove a carriage all night because her old mother in the country was sick. She was worried about her. But within a few years, few people could remember her.
The two concubines in the backyard were filled with hatred. Even if the wind blows, Mrs. Yin, who now has a legitimate son, has an unshakable position.
Mrs. Yin dotes on her son very much, and never takes advantage of anyone except her maid Liu Ma.
It’s all done by myself.
Although Mr. Yin is busy with his affairs, he misses his legitimate son very much, and he loves him equally.
But Mrs. Yin was worried. The baby rarely cried, and even the wet nurse didn't like to get close to her. After reluctantly drinking the milk, she bit her fingers and didn't even bother to open her eyes.
Liu Ma also felt it was very strange, but when she called the doctor, she found nothing unusual. Over time, she felt that this was a young master who was just a little different from ordinary people.
Master Yin didn't think so. He felt that his legitimate son seemed to have been favored by God. Looking at the white and tender little face, he couldn't help but kiss him, "My son will definitely become something when he grows up."
Unexpectedly, the baby who was still sleeping opened his eyes and stared at him for a while. It seemed that he had been holding it in for a long time before he made a babbling sound.