Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1386: Extra Sixteen Production

After the New Year’s festival passed, the temperature rose day by day, and so did Mo Yan’s belly. By the time March came, she could no longer see her toes when she walked.

Since she could go into labor at any moment, Mo Yan rarely left the house, she even seldom returned to the Scholar Mansion just a few streets away.

One day, Liu Tinglan, who had returned to Jing City after half a month at Old Man Shen’s House, immediately visited Mo Yan at the General Mansion. Upon seeing that Mo Yan’s belly had grown even larger, she couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, "Yanyan, your belly is so huge! Are you sure you’re not carrying twins?"

Gently touching her own stomach, Mo Yan fretted, "I actually wish it were twins; otherwise, giving birth to such a big baby feels like it’s going to be the death of me."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what nonsense are you talking about!" Liu Tinglan gave her tactless friend a glare. As a person with firsthand experience, she knew too well the dangers of childbirth and was very sensitive to Mo Yan’s casually mentioning death.

Mo Yan quickly covered her mouth and blinked at her friend, signaling that she wouldn’t talk nonsense again.

Liu Tinglan’s expression softened, but her heart was filled with worry for her friend. Mo Yan’s belly was indeed too large, and that could easily lead to a difficult birth. "Have you arranged for the midwife? Did they say when you’ll give birth?"

Mo Yan nodded and, moving her hand away, said, "I’ve got three midwives staying in the house already. They all said it could happen at any time in the next few days. My husband, worried about complications, even spoke to the imperial physicians at Taiyi Hospital. I’ve also informed my master; now, we’re just waiting for it to start."

Relieved by Mo Yan’s words, Liu Tinglan comforted her further, "With so many midwives and two doctors around, you needn’t worry too much! Besides, your pregnancy has been very smooth, and you’re in good health. Your master said the baby is doing well too. Compared to me, you haven’t gained much weight, your legs don’t cramp, and you can still get a good night’s sleep. You’re doing so much better..."

As she spoke, Liu Tinglan actually began to envy her friend. Other people became ugly during pregnancy, either by losing their figure or having their skin suffer, but this one was different. Her skin was as soft as delicate tofu, and nowhere except her belly had gained an ounce. It was a mystery where all the food she ate went.

"Hehe, it’s a natural gift that not everyone has," braged Mo Yan, proud of her unchanged looks during pregnancy. However, she wouldn’t tell anyone the real reason.

Pretending to be annoyed, Liu Tinglan pinched her friend’s tender cheek and teased, "Look at you, all smug. Be careful you turn ugly after the baby is born and even your own child can’t bear to look at you."

"Ah, just say you’re jealous. When you get pregnant next time, don’t blame me for not teaching you how to stay pretty," Mo Yan let her friend pinch her, since it didn’t hurt and wouldn’t take a chunk out of her.

"Oh really, you’ve got a secret and you didn’t tell me, I had to watch myself turn into a fatso! Hmph, this isn’t over. I’ll settle the score with you after you’ve had the baby," huffed Liu Tinglan as she gave Mo Yan’s face a squeeze. Despite not using any force, her cheek turned bright red.

Feigning fear at the "threat," Mo Yan shrank back and begged for mercy, "Dear sister, I was wrong, truly wrong. When you’re pregnant again, I’ll definitely make you beautiful and have Brother Shen captivated, not giving a second glance to any other woman."

A flush of bashfulness crossed Liu Tinglan’s face, and she couldn’t help but retaliate, "Your mouth is becoming more intolerable by the day. Tell me, is this the trick you used to bewitch your husband, so that he has eyes for no one but you?"

"Hehe, I’m not telling you," said Mo Yan, laughing as she waved her friend’s hands away and coyly turned her face aside, refusing to answer.

"Hmph, just brush me off. I’ll remember this, and we’ll settle everything together later," Liu Tinglan, not daring to further upset Mo Yan, backed off with a harsh parting shot and made no further moves.

While the two of them were bantering, Yuan Yue rushed in with a maid, looking hurried.

As soon as Mo Yan saw that the maid was Jianjia, her sister’s attendant, a tightness gripped her heart and she hurriedly asked, "Why have you come here? Is there something wrong at home?"

With respect, Jianjia replied, "Madam, Lady started labor two hours ago, and the master is still at the Government Office and hasn’t returned. The Second Young Mistress specifically sent this servant to inform Madam."

"Really?" Mo Yan sprang to her feet, both excited and anxious, and asked eagerly, "How is Lady doing? Has the midwife said anything?"

Jianjia respectfully said, "To answer Madam’s question, the midwife mentioned that Lady’s baby is in the correct position, and if there are no unforeseen complications, the young master could be born this afternoon."

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief and motioned with her hand, "You go back first and tell the Second Young Mistress that I will be there shortly, and she shouldn’t worry."

"Yes, this servant will take her leave now!" Jianjia quickly agreed, bowed, and hurried off.

No sooner had Jianjia left than Mo Yan went to get changed in the inner chamber.

"Yanyan, are you really going to go?" Liu Tinglan stepped forward to support Mo Yan, her worry evident as she asked. She truly wasn’t reassured about Mo Yan risking a trip to the Scholar Mansion, especially since one couldn’t give birth in one’s natal family if labor truly began.

"It’s all right, I haven’t felt anything until now, and I definitely won’t give birth today," Mo Yan said confidently, touching her belly as she stood in front of the wardrobe.

Giving birth isn’t as easy as drinking water; it doesn’t happen instantly. It begins with labor pains, and even delivering a baby within two to four hours of the pains starting is considered quick. It could be a bad sign if the pain lasts one or two days before the baby is born. If it really is time, she would still be able to hurry back from the Scholar Mansion in time.

Liu Tinglan tried to persuade her some more, but seeing that she was adamant, decided to accompany her instead. If anything happened, there would be someone to take charge.

Xiao Ruiyuan had business and had gone out early in the morning, but he had left a few people in the mansion, including Maomao. If Mo Yan went into labor, they would ensure he received the news immediately and returned as quickly as possible.

Mo Yan was absolutely certain she wouldn’t give birth today, but just as she was helped into the carriage by Liu Tinglan and Yuan Yue, a sudden intense pain shot through her abdomen. Her whole body swayed, and she fell straight from the carriage.

"Yanyan, what’s wrong?" Liu Tinglan cried out in alarm, and along with Yuan Yue, quickly supported her.

Seeing this, other maids rushed to assist, and together they carefully helped the pain-stricken Mo Yan down from the carriage.

Mo Yan’s face turned pale, with beads of sweat covering her forehead, and she tightly grasped Liu Tinglan’s hand, saying with difficulty, "Sister Lan, I, I’m about to give birth!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a rush of warm fluid gushed from below—her water had broken.

Seeing the amniotic fluid spreading on the ground, Liu Tinglan was momentarily stunned, then shouted loudly, "Quick, carry your lady to the birthing room." After that, she instructed two of the maids, "Hurry, call the midwife to get ready, have the kitchen boil more hot water, and you, inform the General immediately so he can hurry back as fast as possible."