Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
After pushing hard a few times, the first twin was born.
By the next second, its bawling resounded over the Dark Moon Palace.
“Congratulations, Your Majesty! It’s a beautiful prince!”
The midwife was delighted, and handed the infant with a smile to a handmaiden standing beside them.
Argh—
Liu Rushuang’s pained groan made the midwife realize with a start then.
How could she have forgotten? There was still another!
Wiping the sweat off her face and helping to dry Liu Rushuang with a towel at the same time, she then appropriately pressed her fingers over the empress belly, yelling, “Hold on, Your Majesty! The first twin is born! The second would be easier!”
And the second twin was born soon enough as she claimed, bawling with equal resonance.
The crowd outside the Dark Moon Palace all smiled delightedly.
Exhausted, Liu Rushuang heaved as she stared at the ceiling, a perfect smile showing on her lips. Her tears streamed without end, and it was not stopping no matter what she did.
It was as if she saw the instant a moth broke out of its cocoon—life could really prove to be resilient, and it really left one emotional!
She could hear the midwife happily announcing the birth of a princess.
After passing the princess to another handmaiden, she promptly ordered the others to clean up and scrub anything that needs scrubbing.
When everything was more or less done, she had the handmaiden open the doors.
Han Moze had already been standing outside for up to eight hours without moving an inch, while his face’s expression altered drastically.
He rushed inside after the doors were open without looking at the children, heading straight to the edge of the bed to grasp Liu Rushuang’s small hand. “How are you, Shuang’er?”
She turned to look at him tearfully, a smile showing on her face as she feebly said, “I’m fine—I want to see our babies.”
“It’s alright. Just wait a moment.” Han Moze replied tenderly, before sliding a glance at the handmaidens who were bathing the children.
Then, he leaned in to kiss her red lips and dried her sweat-drenched face, before saying apologetically, “I’m sorry, Shuang’er… I made you suffer!”
Liu Rushuang smiled but shook her head. “No, I didn’t suffer at all.”
He kissed her even more tenderly then, and she felt as if the tyrant was now a completely different person, becoming even more tender and sentimental towards her.
Little White Flower bravely tried to run inside, but Qing’er caught her immediately, “Wait, Little White Flower. Not now!”
“But I want to see the babies!” Little White Flower appeared upset.
“Be a good girl now, Little White Flower. Wait patiently, and Her Majesty would let us in soon.” Qing’er persuaded, keeping her grasp over Little White Flower.
Like everyone else, Little White Flower stared expectantly at the doors.
When the babies were bathed, the two handmaidens clothed them and carried them to the bed.
“Congratulation, Your Majesty! It’s a prince and a princess!” They said as they passed the children to Han Moze and Liu Rushuang.
Liu Rushuang had already sat-up and held one of the infants. When she saw the resemblance in his facial features to Han Moze’s, she said, “Ze, this child looks so much like you!”
“No way. Do I look that ugly? I look so much better!”
Han Moze said in disdain at the sight of the wrinkly face.
“Waaaa—”
The baby bawled once he said that.
“It’s all your fault!”
Liu Rushuang shot him an unhappy glare.
His lips twitching, Han Moze leaned in to the child and said through gritted teeth, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
The child cried even harder at that.
Liu Rushuang quickly shoved her away and snapped in displeasure, “What sort of a father are you? Just look at you—you scared him!”
She then rocked the baby and gently coaxed, “You look much better than your emperor, baby. You’re the cutest child in the world, but you won’t be if you cry… so don’t cry, alright?”