TFWYH – Chapter 662 Chest Pain

In this era, what woman giving birth didn’t scream and wail like a ghost crying?

Yet the Third Prince’s Consort remained completely silent.

The Third Prince’s face was deathly pale without a trace of color. He had already convinced himself that his consort would not survive.

He looked like a wilted rooster, standing off to the side in utter dejection, swaying as though he might collapse at any moment.

If he had not stubbornly insisted on waiting for the outcome, he probably would have fainted long ago.

The Emperor also felt somewhat heavy-hearted, though he remained relatively calm.

It was not because he was cold-blooded.

Rather, he had experienced too many deaths in his lifetime — too many children and grandchildren lost.

He had long since become numb to it all.

If the mother and child survived, then all the better. If not, then he could only sigh that the child lacked fortune.

…

Time passed minute by minute as the people outside waited silently.

Partly because they worried about the child, and partly because they wanted to witness whether this “cutting open the belly to deliver the child” could truly preserve both mother and baby.

After an unknown amount of time, the intermittent cries of a newborn infant finally sounded from inside!

Everyone outside immediately stared fixedly toward the room.

The Third Prince practically crawled to the doorway, repeatedly calling out his consort’s name.

But the Third Prince’s Consort gave no response.

At that moment, the Third Prince became convinced she was dead, and he burst into loud sobs.

Just then, Tang Wan’s sharp shout came from inside:

“So noisy! Shut up!”

The Third Prince’s crying stopped abruptly. Because he stopped too suddenly, he even hiccupped.

A moment later, Ji Liu emerged.

After bowing to the Emperor and the others, he announced, “Congratulations, Third Prince. The Third Prince’s Consort has given birth to a little heir. Mother and child are both safe.”

“What did you say?” The Third Prince froze, unable to process the words for quite some time.

Ji Liu patiently repeated himself.

Only then did the Third Prince react. He immediately burst into wild laughter.

“Thank the heavens! Thank the countless gods and Buddhas! Thank… thank…”

As he spoke, the fool started crying again.

The Emperor shot him a speechless glance before frowning and asking Ji Liu, “Mother and child are both safe? The Third Prince’s Consort was cut open and still survived?”

“Replying to Your Majesty — yes indeed. County Lady Wengnai’s medical skill is extraordinary. Both the Third Prince’s Consort and the young prince survived. It’s just that…” Ji Liu’s tone suddenly shifted.

The Third Prince’s heart instantly leapt into his throat again. He grabbed Ji Liu and shook him frantically. “Didn’t you just say mother and child are safe? Don’t tell me my Rou’er still won’t survive?!”

“N-No, no! Third Prince, calm down! This old body of mine can’t withstand such shaking!” Ji Liu nearly vomited from being rattled so hard.

Unable to watch any longer, the Emperor gave Ji Wushuang a look.

Ji Wushuang instantly understood and stepped forward to pull the Third Prince away.

Only then did Ji Liu finally breathe a sigh of relief before continuing slowly:

“The Third Prince’s Consort is unharmed. County Lady Wengnai is currently inside stitching up her abdomen. What this humble official meant concerns the young prince. He seems somewhat abnormal. County Lady Wengnai said he… he… appears to suffer from chest impediment.”

“What?!” Everyone present was stunned.

“Chest impediment” was what congenital heart disease was called in ancient times.

Even in modern times, it was a difficult illness — let alone in this backward ancient era.

That was essentially a fatal disease!

The Emperor frowned and asked again, “Is this because of marriage between close relatives?”

Ji Liu honestly replied, “At present, it cannot yet be confirmed. County Lady Wengnai is still suturing the Third Prince’s Consort. Only after finishing can she carefully examine the young prince.”

The Emperor pondered for a moment before asking another question:

“At least outwardly, the child looks normal, correct? He’s not deformed?”

Ji Liu replied, “He is not.”

“That’s good.” The Emperor silently relaxed somewhat and waved his hand. “Go back in and assist Wan-niang.”

“Yes!”

After speaking, Ji Liu hurried back inside.