RMM -Chapter 353 Side Story: The Birth of the Little Princess (Part 1)

When the first little princess of the Xi family was born, it was nothing short of chaos—more hectic and dramatic than when Xi Zi was born.

That day, Su Ruo was taking a stroll in the garden, still thinking that her due date was just a few days away. Should she go to the hospital this afternoon for a check-up?

It happened to be a Saturday, and Xi Zi didn’t go to kindergarten, so he stayed with Su Ruo in the main Xi residence.

Su Ruo had returned to the Xi family home before reaching eight months of pregnancy, resting at home to prepare for childbirth.

Thinking about this made Su Ruo a little annoyed. Of course she would stay at home for the birth—neither the Xi family’s main residence nor the branch could feel comfortable letting her go to the military while close to labor, with a huge belly in tow. Besides, she wouldn’t stubbornly insist on staying; she knew when to be reasonable.

But! The key point was that Su Ruo had been “packed up” and brought back home by Xi Yuechen a long time ago!

Yes, by the seventh month, her belly was already quite large. Watching it grow, Xi Yuechen became increasingly anxious and uneasy.

No joke.

When she was pregnant with Xi Zi, he hadn’t spent much time by her side, so he hadn’t experienced the daily ups and downs of her big belly firsthand. And most importantly, he hadn’t forgotten the danger Su Ruo faced during Xi Zi’s birth.

Not only hadn’t he forgotten, but as her belly grew bigger, the memory became even clearer. That scene, that feeling—it was etched into his mind and heart, impossible to erase. How could he ever feel at ease?

Last time, he had been truly terrified—almost losing Su Ruo—and he never wanted to experience that feeling again. So, as the days passed, Xi Yuechen grew more and more anxious.

Even though the doctors repeatedly confirmed that Su Ruo’s health was excellent and the fetus was stable—there was absolutely no risk—everyone still worried.

The memory of the last time was simply too vivid. Su Ruo’s body had been severely affected. So, once they learned she was pregnant, after a brief moment of joy, a vague worry began to creep in. Even the most authoritative doctors’ assurances couldn’t completely ease everyone’s minds.

In truth, they were being overly cautious. Last time was dangerous, yes—but that had been because of a kidnapping and premature labor. The risk had been unavoidable. But now, she was completely well cared for, living in total comfort.

Moreover, her body had fully recovered over the years. After such a long time, what could go wrong?

It could truly be considered foolproof. Yet everyone’s worries persisted, especially Xi Yuechen’s.

Su Ruo’s large belly made her a little clumsy when moving. Every time Xi Yuechen watched her, he became tense, unable to focus on anything else. His eyes seemed glued to her, muscles taut, always ready to rush over at a moment’s notice. He feared she might accidentally bump or fall, wishing he could stay by her side every minute to protect her.

Su Ruo grew impatient at being constantly watched. His gaze was so intense that ignoring it was impossible. Since her belly had become visible, Xi Yuechen had been spending more and more time at home. Now, unless there was something urgent, he stayed close to Su Ruo, forbidding her from doing anything. Cooking, cleaning, laundry—he took it all over. Even taking Xi Zi to school, he hardly let her lift a finger, as if he should light incense and bow to her in reverence.

Naturally, Su Ruo felt suffocated. “Am I your prisoner or your ancestor? Do you really need to monitor me twenty-four hours a day, catering to my every move?” She was only pregnant, not experiencing anything new. Was it necessary to be so exaggerated, leaving her no freedom of movement at all?

Su Ruo argued with Xi Yuechen many times over this, sometimes throwing outright tantrums. But now, Xi Yuechen accepted all of it, letting her vent freely while steadfastly maintaining what needed to be maintained. Punishments like standing in the corner? No longer even mentioned.

Su Ruo had no choice but to let Xi Yuechen fuss over her. Over time, even Xi Zi became cautious, forbidden to pick her up, always watching her belly with evident concern. However, for the baby—his future little brother or sister—he was curious. Often he would come close to Su Ruo, gently touching her belly. When he felt the baby move, his eyes would widen, his face tense, lips tightly pressed, wanting to touch but not daring.

And so, under this father-and-son “everyone on high alert” scenario, Su Ruo spent several months safely. Once she got used to it and began enjoying it, Xi Yuechen suddenly—without warning—“packed her up” and brought her home!

Watching her belly grow, Xi Yuechen was increasingly alarmed. He worried he might not take care of her properly. Though supplements and advice were sent regularly, he could not stay by her side constantly. What if the little woman’s health suffered? Or worse, what if an accident happened while he was away? With her clumsy nature, she could fall.

Thus, Xi Yuechen fell into a vicious cycle, growing more anxious by the day, and eventually just took Su Ruo back to the Xi family home.

Previously, Shen Liang and Zhang Huaqing had repeatedly advised Su Ruo to rest at home, but she refused, and their persuasion failed. They could only keep sending things to her at the military base.

This time, Xi Yuechen didn’t even ask—he acted immediately. Naturally, Su Ruo was furious. She ignored him for several days, muttering complaints under her breath.

Although she was finally home and under care, Xi Yuechen could not settle. Why? Because he missed her.

Sitting alone at home, his heart couldn’t calm, his mind full of Su Ruo. She had been sent away, yet his worry only deepened.

So began Xi Yuechen’s frequent trips back and forth, seeing Su Ruo every few days, unable to tire of it.

Perhaps it was living with Su Ruo that made him this way, or perhaps it was her growing belly. Whatever the reason, Xi Yuechen was thoroughly anxious about her.

Time passed—not too short, not too long—until today.

“Xi Zi, do you want a little brother or a little sister?”

Su Ruo shook her thoughts of Xi Yuechen away, held Xi Zi’s small hand, and asked with a bright smile, instantly feeling much better.

“I like both.”

Xi Zi paused, thought carefully, and answered cautiously. Gender didn’t seem to matter; he would love and protect the child either way.

This time, they hadn’t checked the baby’s sex. Everyone only hoped for a healthy, safe child. Other matters were secondary.

Of course, in their hearts, they hoped for a girl—after all, in this generation, Su Ruo was the only female in the family. How could they not look forward to a daughter?

But this was something they could not force—so they left it to fate.

“You…”

Su Ruo spoke a word, then couldn’t continue. Her expression changed, and she tightened her grip on Xi Zi’s hand.

Why?

Of course—she was going into labor. The pain had begun.