The speaker is Nanny An.
Thus, the warning for the lady-in-waiting is considerably less.
If these words came from the mouth of the birthing nanny, it might have already been rejected by the lady-in-waiting.
After a sleepless night, her eyes were already bloodshot, and she asked Nanny An solemnly.
"This pushing of the belly, it won’t harm the child or the noble consort, right?"
"Rest assured, madam, I’m just applying pressure a few times to expedite the child’s birth, it won’t affect anything else."
At this moment, Noble Consort Ying’s face was filled with exhaustion and fatigue, she was too weak to say anything more.
The lady-in-waiting feared she would truly collapse, putting both the mother and child at risk, thus she decisively said to Nanny An.
"Do it well, if the noble consort and child are safe, I will ensure your grandson is removed from servitude and prepared for examination."
Remove from servitude and prepare for examination!
That’s far more useful than rewarding her with a hundred pieces of gold.
Thinking that her grandson could be freed from servitude and join a good household.
She was so delighted that her eyes sparkled and she promptly promised.
"Rest assured, madam, I will do my utmost!"
After speaking, she took advantage of Noble Consort Ying’s renewed abdominal pain to slowly move on her belly.
Her expression was serious and earnest, her technique somewhat peculiar.
The birthing nanny beside had heard of this method but had never seen it.
After all, in the palace, the consorts and ladies, which are not precious?
How could they be allowed to perform such "dangerous" tasks?
But Nanny An was different, she was born in a farming family, assisting in childbirth for slave women, so it didn’t matter.
Over time, this method was practiced and perfected.
Sure enough, though Noble Consort Ying was in pain, the child in her belly was no longer as inactive as before.
Pushed ten times in succession.
The birthing nanny responsible for checking exclaimed in delight.
"Noble consort, push, I see the child’s head!"
Upon hearing these words, everyone became excited like they had been injected with adrenaline.
Seeing the child’s head meant it was the final push.
Noble Consort Ying barely heard a word, only feeling she’s using every ounce of strength in her body.
Clenching her teeth, holding her breath, she gave a long push.
"Waaaaa..." echoed throughout Yao Yue Palace.
The child was finally born.
Nanny An and the birthing nanny’s faces flushed with joy.
Even their eyebrows were filled with smiles as they congratulated Noble Consort Ying.
"Congratulations, noble consort, it’s a robust little prince!"
Everyone around became extraordinarily excited.
Especially the lady-in-waiting, tears started falling uncontrollably,
She used to have the good fortune of having both son and daughter, who knew her son would pass away in his teens.
Now, she had only this one daughter, naturally hoping for her bright future.
With the Fourth Prince, her daughter’s future would be free from worry.
If she could climb further, just perhaps...
But these thoughts were fleeting.
After all, in the harem, even Lin Guifei, Princess Consort Yi, and Princess Consort Lan combined, none were less influential than the Pei Family.
So, she put aside these unworthy thoughts.
Hastily, she took the child from the birthing nanny’s hands.
Now just a red-skinned monkey, inconspicuous yet.
But the lady-in-waiting felt he was very similar to her deceased son.
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"Consort, look, doesn’t he resemble..."
Before she finished, she felt something was wrong.
Comparing a newborn with someone deceased.
A true expression of overwhelming happiness.
Thus she changed her words.
"Doesn’t he look like you."
Noble Consort Ying went through great difficulties to give birth.
At this moment, the child was certainly precious to her.
Seeing the child for the first time, the maternal affection she’d waited for years surged.
At this moment, she regarded him as a treasure.
"He does, he does, if mother says so, he must!"
Though still physically weak, she was immensely happy.
Not just because it’s a prince, but more due to his safe birth.
Since she could protect her son until now, she must protect him as he grows!
Thinking as such, she became even more vigilant towards everything.
"Reward everyone in Yao Yue Palace triple the month’s salary; additionally, have the Inner Court Department urgently relay the news to the Emperor, saying our Fourth Prince was born safely."
"Yes, as you command."
Such a good happening naturally brought joy to everyone.
Noble Consort Ying was inside giving orders.
Outside, the concubines also waited.
Until the news spread, naturally they were envious or jealous.
The Fourth Prince of the Da Wei Dynasty, what an esteemed status.
Though not backed by the Liu Family like the Third Prince, he’s much better than the sickly and background-less Second Prince.
His future prospects seemed promising.
Even if he didn’t become Emperor, he’d enjoy wealth and honor throughout his life.
Concubine Qian and Yi Changzai looked at the Fourth Prince in the lady-in-waiting’s arms with increasing heartache.
Once, they too had chances to become mothers.
They couldn’t protect their children.
Those present didn’t notice their sadness, focusing more on the Fourth Prince.
Seeing his rosy complexion, full forehead, and deafening newborn cries.
Clear proof of a robust child.
Mu Changzai was particularly happy.
Amusing him non-stop.
"Our Fourth Prince is truly handsome, just like Noble Consort! When he grows up, he’ll surely be a fine young man!"
Her words praised outward appearance.
Not discussing the future.
Among so many present, who knows what rumors could spread.
No need to present potential complaints to Princess Consort Yi, inviting unnecessary trouble?
Thinking this way, her smile didn’t fade, but her words were cautious.
"Yes, yes, I say the Fourth Prince resembles the noble consort too, exactly as she did at birth."
Now the lady-in-waiting was satisfied with her grandson.
Even if just a grandson, he’s the only hope for the Pei Family.
Ming stood by, looking at the swaddled Fourth Prince, full of longing.
How she wished she’d experience such a day.
The Emperor hadn’t even touched her, how could she have offspring?
Feeling this, she sighed.
Once the Emperor returned from Taishan, she’d find a way to secure his favor!
Otherwise, suffering empty vanity and envy, isn’t it a pity?