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Chapter 1107: Big Fortune is Not Good
Chapter 1107: Chapter 1107: Big Fortune is Not GoodPrince Liang felt a surge of anger and pulled out a letter from the Emperor, "This is an urgent letter that just arrived, and your father himself spoke of the discovery of the box."
Chang Zhi took it, dumbfounded. The letter stated that his grandmother might be from the Rong family, which was indeed shocking, yet it explained a lot. Only the Rong family could compel Prince Liang to
The wind outside gradually ceased, another four hours passed, and Xue Han’s strength was fading, her first childbirth challenging. Zhulan kept encouraging her, "Soon, soon."
Xue Han now had ginseng in her mouth and the midwife said, "I can see the head now, push, push."
Xue Han gripped her mother’s hand tightly and yelled, the baby was born at last, crying out after a firm pat, cleaned from the blood and wrapped up, the midwife carrying the baby out, laughing, "It’s a girl."
Rongchuan grinned, carefully took the baby, and eagerly asked, "How is my wife?"
The midwife replied, "All is well."
Rongchuan was relieved, looked down at his daughter, and stupidly grinned, "Dad, I have a daughter now, you have a granddaughter, look how beautiful my daughter is."
Marquis Ning stood up, thinking to himself, the Emperor had always mentioned wanting a granddaughter; this being the legitimate granddaughter would surely delight him.
The Song family and others leaned in for a closer look, Mrs. Song smiling, "This child will grow up beautifully, taking the best features of both Rongchuan and his sister."
Rongchuan proudly said, "My daughter is clever."
Marquis Ning fondly took over, speaking to Mrs. Song and the others, "You’ve all worked hard too, you can go back now."
Indeed, Mrs. Song and the rest were tired and needed to convey the good news to their grandfather, nodding as they pushed the door open. Once opened, the wind picked up again, now a cool breeze, and as Mrs. Song and the others looked up, they could hear the sound of raindrops falling, Mrs. Song shouting, "Uncle, it’s raining!"
Marquis Ning handed the child to Rongchuan and walked to the door. It had been a light drizzle initially, but it was now pouring. Marquis Ning felt a tinge of regret; if only his granddaughter had waited a little longer to be born. However, he chuckled, "This child is blessed, born under good circumstances."
Mrs. Song and the others couldn’t help feeling the same; it would have been better with just the delay of one more tea session.
Zhulan, listening to Mrs. Song’s words from inside, curled her lips in disdain. As if great fortune was so wonderful, she found her granddaughter exceedingly intelligent for not being born just a little bit earlier or later, blessed but without the burden of the expectation of continuous fortune. Fortune was a double-edged sword; once accustomed to your fortune, a single misstep would lead to a hard fall, hurting oneself. Her granddaughter was the Emperor’s granddaughter, fortune enough, not needing any added!
Zhulan smiled, "It’s not a pity, my granddaughter is smart, choosing the right moment. Don’t think a great fortune is always good, great fortune is not always a good thing."
The Female Officer, hearing this, smiled with understanding in her eyes. Such truly wise words!