"The auspicious hour has arrived, let the bride get on the sedan chair!"
As Zhong Xiuxiu was getting on the sedan chair, in the small courtyard at the entrance of Wuyi Lane, Zhong Xiuyao was in excruciating pain, giving birth to a five-pound baby.
"Where is it, are you telling the truth?"
At the entrance of Wuyi Lane, Lord Lin, who had just left the court, was brought to the courtyard gate by his attendant Ah Huai: "Is it true that Mrs. Zhong is in labor?"
"Master, it's absolutely true, this servant wouldn't dare lie about such a matter."
Ah Huai knocked on the door, and Uncle Zhang opened it.
"Who are you looking for?"
"My name is Ah Huai, and this is my master."
"Mr. Lin, please come in, please come in."
Uncle Zhang had been instructed by the lady that if Ah Huai brought someone, to invite them in immediately.
So, just as Zhong Xiuyao was giving birth, Lord Lin entered the courtyard.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
