The Princess quickly instructed the servants, "Go fetch some ointment for the wound."
"No need." Wanyan Zhang pressed his hand hard against the bloodstain, pain shot through him, yet his heart felt a bit relieved. Her pain, he would share it with her.
The Princess tightly pursed her lips, said no more, and just silently stood behind Wanyan Zhang.
Time seemed to stretch immeasurably long, every moment was torment for Wanyan Zhang.
Uncertain how much time had passed, the cry of a newborn baby came from the birthing room.
A midwife opened the door and stepped out, beaming, "Congratulations to the Prince, a young master has been added to the family."
The dignified expression on the Princess's face couldn't hold anymore, she forced a smile, "Congratulations to the Prince."
For reasons unbeknownst to him, joy welled up from the depths of Wanyan Zhang's heart, as if the newborn inside truly was his son, he loudly proclaimed, "Reward them, this Prince will bestow generous rewards."
