C217 floral blooming (1/2)

It had rained in the early morning. A dozen or so days ago, the rose in the corner of the wall had sprouted.

Zhong Miao Yi's mood seemed to have broken through mud as she held Aunt Sun's hand and laughed for half a day.

In the past few days, it had grown even more ferocious, as if it had used all of its previous strength to increase by leaps and bounds.

Princess Xian's stomach was almost full, but there was still no movement. On the contrary, it was the rose that was growing stronger and stronger. It looked like it was about to blossom.

Zhong Miao Yi hoped that it could grow a little faster, so that Concubine Xian would dare to see the full bloom of the moon before it gave birth to its children.

Aunt Sun would often sigh to this Rose: ”Tell me, why did it not move for so long, and only grow out after such a long time?”

Zhong Miao Yi was always full of herself: ”Probably because Aunt taught me to let go of this matter. Yue Ji felt that she still needed to work hard enough, so she worked hard and grew up.”

The Aunt Sun was amused, she pulled the Concubine Xian and told her what the Zhong Miao Yi had said, which made the Concubine Xian laugh too.

But in truth, behind his back, the Aunt Sun was worrying.

”The Madam has already reached the term of childbirth, but why is the child still not showing any signs of life?” She had told Ah Jiu this in private, and the Ah Jiu was puzzled. She asked the Aunt Sun why he was worried.

Aunt Sun only shook her head, probably afraid that she would panic.

Zhong Miao Yi actually hoped that Concubine Xian could endure for another ten days. She calculated that as long as there were still another ten days, the rose would definitely bloom.

The Concubine Xian laughed, looking at the Yue Ji who had grown tall enough, she said to the Zhong Miao Yi: ”You're right, this garden was originally barren, but now with the green, it doesn't seem as lifeless as before. I'm already old, after living here for so long, I'm used to it.

It was a pity. I don't know if I can still see it. Consort Xian didn't say anything else. The closer the day came, the more she opened her eyes.

This day had finally come, and she had finally endured to the end.

Every day, she clearly knew that she was about to die, but no one could say exactly when she would die or which day she would die.

Zhong Miao Yi didn't really understand how despairing Concubine Xian was in waiting for her death, but she sincerely hoped that at the end of her life, Consort Xian would be able to see the flower she liked.

It was kind of like that. Her last thought.

In the days that followed, it was as if the heavens had finally pitied her and Xian Fei.

Consort Xian was still motionless, but the rose was already budding.

Zhong Miao Yi kept watch every day and would often stare at the clock the whole morning. No one would listen.

Ah Jiu was already used to it, it was useless for him to persuade her no matter how hard he tried.

Aunt Sun was busy preparing some medicine for the Consort Xian to replenish her energy. The few aunts were all together discussing, but this child was not willing to come until the end of the day, as her size would definitely not be small. When that time came, the Empress would not be able to keep up with her strength, and would have to resort to extreme means if she was unable to give birth to him.

These were all private conversations, and apart from a few aunts, no one else was aware of them.