Early labor, late labor, it just had to happen now...
This child... really knows how to pick the moment...
Princess Xinyang grumbled in her heart, overwhelmed by intense pain, so much so that she couldn't even care about being sick.
Xuanping Marquess didn't feel the need to pick a fight at this critical juncture either. He looked at her pained expression and forced himself to stay alert, not to collapse at such a crucial time.
When the previous children were born, he was in the military camp and only received the news the next day, racing back from the camp.
This was the first time he had properly encountered a woman in labor.
Honestly, he had just returned, attended his own funeral, and then Xinyang got pregnant, and now she's unexpectedly going into labor.
"Crossing the ice fields wasn't as thrilling as this..." he murmured.
"What did you say?" Princess Xinyang's mind was a fog of pain, unable to hear what he said clearly.
"Nothing, nothing." He replied.
