Chapter 2091 Dong Wan'er Gave Birth (1)

On the fourth day of March, the capital of the Jin Dynasty had been drizzling all night. The spring rain was like silk, washing the streets and houses brand new, especially the bluestone slabs on the street. After being washed by the rain, all the dust on them was washed away, and it looked like it was newly paved, clean and tidy, and it was particularly comfortable to walk on it.

The suburbs were different from the capital. The country roads covered with loess were muddy after being soaked by rain. On the village roads, shepherds and farmers often slipped and fell. However, the country people were not arrogant. They fell and fell. After getting up, they laughed a few times and did what they should do.

Dong Wan'er was different. She was in a bad mood and went out to relax, but she slipped and fell. As a result, she bled, which was a sign of miscarriage.

Although the Mu family had no contact with the Dong family, they had always sent the imperial physician, midwife, and female doctor to guard here. After Dong Wan'er fell and bled, the imperial physician and midwife came to treat her immediately, and another farmhand from the farm rushed to the Mu Mansion to deliver a message!

There is a folk saying, called seven live and eight dead, which means that a miscarriage of seven months can survive, but eight months can't. I don't know what the principle is.

The child in Dong Wan'er's belly was just over eight months old, which was the month when it was difficult to survive. The imperial physician and midwife tried their best and spent an hour to finally deliver the child, but the child was born prematurely, thin like a rat, with a head as big as a goose egg, and couldn't cry much.

Although thin, the child was a real son. When Princess Chaoqing and Prince Consort Dong saw that their daughter gave birth to a boy, the clouds in their hearts were dispersed, and they were so proud that their tails almost lifted to the sky.

"Tsk, what if Dong Lian'er is the wife, what if she is favored, she only gave birth to a girl, which is nothing compared to the boy born by Wan'er."

The daughter worked hard and gave birth to a boy. This child is the eldest grandson of the Mu family, and will definitely be valued by the Mu family. Wan'er will also be honored by the son, and they will also be promoted by the Mu family, and it is just around the corner to restore their status.

With her grandson as a backing, Princess Chaoqing has confidence. She hugged her grandson and smiled with gritted teeth.

Dong Fu Ma was also very happy and smiled, and repeatedly ordered the servants to kill chickens and sheep to prepare for the guests. When Lord Mu and Madam Mu heard that Wan'er had given birth, they would definitely come to visit. When they came and saw their grandson, they would definitely be very happy. If he tried to get close to them and build relationships, he might be able to help his son get a job.

As he expected, not long after the child was born, Mu Zhongqing and his wife came, and even Mu Chongwu, who had never shown up, came.

At this time, Chongwu's mood was extremely complicated. On the one hand, he felt that he had a responsibility for the child, and on the other hand, he felt that he was too sorry for his wife Zhang by coming here. She was so gentle and considerate, but he couldn't let her give birth to a legitimate son. He was really sorry for her.

Seeing the three members of the Mu family, Dong Fuma greeted them with a flattering smile as if a gold ingot had fallen from the sky, and kept getting close to Mu Zhongqing.

Chaoqing didn't show any flattery. After all, she was born as a royal princess and was used to putting on airs. It was really impossible for her to flatter others for a while.

The Mu family didn't care about the attitude of Chaoqing and his wife. They just wanted to see the child. When the wet nurse appeared in front of them with a wrinkled child in her arms, they were almost scared by the little thing in the swaddling clothes.

This was not a child at all, but a mouse cub. The child was so thin that it was unbelievable that one hand was enough to hold him. His skin was so red that even the blood vessels could be seen clearly. He closed his eyes and cried weakly, as if he would pass out at any time.