In the first year of Emperor Xi's reign in the Western Liang Dynasty, October had arrived, and it was the heart of autumn.

In Guanju Palace, Empress Murong Qiuyu leaned against the windowsill, absentmindedly gazing at Qipiao Palace across from Guanju Palace.

Her husband, the newly crowned emperor Xi Li, Li Mo, is there, as well as her elder sister, Murong Xin'er.

“Autumn Rain, I know marrying my seventh younger brother was a hardship for you. But rest assured, as long as we bring that scoundrel down, one day, I, Li Mo, will be Emperor, and you, Murong Qiu Yu, will be Empress. I will offer the entire empire as your dowry, bestowing upon you the position of Empress and crafting a legend of unparalleled splendor in the six palaces!”

Initially, who was it who swore an oath by pointing to the heavens beside my ear?

Unfortunately, the oath is still fresh in my ears, but Li Mo has already forgotten it. How can this not make me heartbroken?

Six Palaces without a concubine? Haha, what a wonderful Six Palaces without a concubine!

After Li Mo ascended the throne, he did not take any concubines as his wives, but he defied the opposition of the officials and established two empresses at the same time. The other one was both Murong Qiuyu's elder sister and Li Mo's sister-in-law, the former crown princess... Murong Xiner!

This is unprecedented!

"Your Majesty the Empress, it's not good to stand by the window at this early hour. You might catch a cold!" Maid Xiao Lan approached and draped a garment over Murong Qiuyu.

Murong Qiuyu came to her senses, her eyes dimming as she looked down at her protruding belly.

The child is about to be born. But her husband hasn't come to see her in a long time.

"Oh!" She let out a sigh, wondering when her usually resolute and decisive nature had become so fragile and full of melancholy.

"Your Majesty, would you like me to help you back to the bedside?" Xiaolan observed carefully and saw that Murong Qiuyu was deeply saddened. She quickly reached out her hand, wanting to help her back to the bedside for a little sit.

Murong Qiuyu nodded, her slightly protruding abdomen swaying gently as she walked towards the bed.

"Hiss!" Suddenly, Murong Qiuyu stopped her steps and frowned, letting out a muffled groan.

Xiao Lan seeing this, asked Zhang inquiringly, "Your Majesty the Empress, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Murong Qiuyu gasped for air, just as she was leaving. She felt a hot flow surge through her, and her lower abdomen spasmed with pain that felt like being pricked by needles.

"Little Orchid, this palace might have my water broken!" Murong Qiuyue grasped Little Orchid's hand, as a first-time mother, she couldn't help but be anxious.

Xiaolan, hearing Murong Qiuyu's words, was overjoyed and shouted outside the hall: "Come here! Xiaomei, Xiazhu, Xia... The Empress is in labor!"

As soon as the sound faded, three maidservants roughly the same age as Xiaolan rushed into the hall.

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Of the four, Xiaolan was the most intelligent and skilled, so she often accompanied Murong Qiuyu.

At this moment, the calm commander said: "Xiao Mei, you quickly go and bring the midwife who was summoned to the palace a few days ago! Xiao Zhu, you go and call someone to boil water! Xiao, you go to Qigong and inform the emperor of the good news that the Empress is in labor!"

At the time of Chen, Murong Qiuyu lay on her bed, drenched in sweat.

Experienced and respected healer An Murong Qiu breathed deeply as the autumn rain fell. Her three maids, Xiao Mei, Xiao Lan, and Xiao Zhu, bustled about, preparing hot water to wipe her sweat and changing the dyed mattress pad beneath her.

"Your Majesty... Has Your Majesty arrived?" Murong Qiuyu gritted her teeth, enduring the sharp pain in her abdomen, and asked the three maidservants of Meilan Zhu Palace.

The three palace maids looked at each other, understanding each other perfectly. They reassured the Empress, "Your Majesty, the Emperor should be on his way. Please don't worry!"

Just then, Little Hurry rushed in.

"Where is the Emperor?" asked Mei Lan, Zhu, and three maidservants from the Three Palaces in unison.

She glanced at Murong Qiuyu, who was drenched in sweat, her eyes filled with venomous intent. She coldly replied: "Your Majesty is currently with Empress Xin in the Qingshui Palace, enjoying intimate moments and cannot come over."

Upon hearing this, Murong Qiuyu's face turned as pale as paper, and the last glimmer of hope in her eyes vanished.

Mei Lan Zhu San Gong watched with concern as Murong Qiu Yu reacted this way. She couldn't help but resent Emperor Li Mo for his foolishness and incompetence.

For a whole hour, Murong Qiuyu endured the pain, not uttering a single sound.

On the battlefield, facing countless enemies, she was wounded by arrows, swords, and poisoned crossbow bolts. Even when the military doctors had to cut off her arm, she never uttered a single cry of pain. All because she was the legendary heroine sung about by the people of Xili, the general bestowed upon her by the former emperor!

The midwife, after examining the state of Murong Qiuyu's labor, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Your Majesty the Empress has dilated four fingers, and the little prince will be born safely in less than half an hour!"

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