mtlumby2d Chapter 259 Birth
Chapter 259 Birth
Xu Jiaoran's figure was like a parasol tree eroded by the autumn, trembling and sad.
She looked pale, frail and old, with sorrow and stubbornness evident on her pale lips.
The difficulty of pregnancy had already overwhelmed her, but now she was harboring an even deeper struggle and disgust deep in her heart.
The disgust and resistance to food spread out from her increasingly withering heart like a poisonous snake.
The name Li Zhen was like the devil's whisper, threatening her life every moment. His cold eyes and cruel words were like the cold wind in winter, piercing her heart mercilessly.
“You have to eat.”
Li Zhen's voice was full of threats and commands, and there was not a trace of pity or concern in his eyes.
Xu Jiaoran didn't want to eat, but she had no choice. Li Zhen threatened her with her son's life, so she had to eat.
Under Li Zhen's threat, she had to eat, even though every time it was like licking bitter poison on her tongue.
Her body struggled in pain, while her heart sank in despair.
Li Zhen was very angry when he saw her eating in pain.
Li Zhen's anger swept over him like a violent storm, his voice full of coldness and ruthlessness: "That bastard is your son, but the one in your belly is not? You really treat him differently."
His tone revealed his disappointment and anger towards Xu Jiaoran, as if it was all her fault.
Xu Jiaoran's heart was filled with pain and helplessness. She knew she couldn't escape this fate and could only endure it silently. She hated Li Zhen, but for the sake of her own son, she had to give birth to the child of the person she hated.
"I love the house and the people in it, and I hate the house and the people in it. If you hadn't forced me to do that, I wouldn't have given birth to this child. He is the real bastard!"
Xu Jiaoran's voice was like a sharp arrow, piercing the tranquility of the palace. She bluntly expressed her hatred for Li Zhen, and the determination and resentment in her tone were like ashes burning in a raging fire, never extinguished.
"Shut up! Our child is not a bastard. He was born the most noble person in the world!"
When Li Zhen heard her words, it was like a huge rock hitting the surface of a lake, and the calm surface was instantly stirred up into raging waves. His heart was burning in a violent rage, like a wildfire that could not be quelled.
However, he could not vent his anger on Xu Jiaoran. She was pregnant and could not be provoked in any way. But every time he heard or saw her hatred, he could not control himself and wanted to go crazy. Therefore, he could not let her voice anger his mind again.
So he chose to turn around and release the power of anger on a bigger stage.
His eyes were as sharp as a knife, sweeping across the court mercilessly.
Every courtier felt the chill, like a winter wind, biting and cold. His order came down like thunder, shaking the entire court.
He required them to carry out harsh decisions, no matter when and where, as if he were present. They could not and dared not slack off, because they knew that it would only make the emperor's anger more intense.
In the harem, his anger swept over like a violent storm.
He required all concubines to strictly abide by palace rules and carry out every order meticulously.
He couldn't vent his anger on Xu Jiaoran, so he used this more cruel way to wash it into their hearts.
Faced with this sudden severity, the concubines were all terrified, fearing that they would touch the emperor's bottom line.
However, for Xu Jiaoran, all this was like watching a fire from the other side of the river.
She was like an indifferent bystander, standing quietly by and turning a blind eye to it all.
Her eyes were filled with hatred and anger towards Li Zhen. Her words revealed her deep hatred for him, a deep and unforgettable hatred.
Her heart was filled with grief and resoluteness. She hated Li Zhen's selfishness and cruelty, his oppression of the people and his abuse of power.
In her eyes, Li Zhen's anger was just a futile struggle. She watched him try to control his emotions, but she couldn't stand his coldness. Her resentment towards him was like a burning flame, and the raging fire burned in her heart, making her full of despair and contempt for Li Zhen.
She can't even take care of herself, so what do other people's lives mean to her?
She lived in such a numb way that she had already lost hope in everything.
However, her belly grew bigger day by day, like a ruthless reminder of the fate she was about to face.
Finally, that day came.
In pain and struggle, Xu Jiaoran gave birth to the baby in her belly.
It was a tiny and fragile little life, but to her, it seemed like it was carrying the weight of the whole world.
She looked at the little life with no joy in her eyes, only deep disgust and indifference.
"You shouldn't have been born as my child!" She asked herself coldly, her voice full of pain and anger. She looked at the child, his helpless eyes and thin body, and her heart was filled with endless disgust and rejection.
When Li Zhen learned in the previous dynasty that Xu Jiaoran had given birth, he immediately ran over happily.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, it's a little prince!" The palace servants happily congratulated Li Zhen.
"Where is the imperial concubine? How is she?" Li Zhen asked anxiously.
The palace maid replied, "The Imperial Concubine is fine. She is just tired from giving birth and is now asleep. The Imperial Physician is keeping an eye on her. Your Majesty, please rest assured."
Li Zhen felt relieved after hearing this. He walked to the child and picked up the baby.
Li Zhen's eyes were fixed on that wisp of pure and quiet silk. At that moment, his heart was like a pond in the new year, with waves surging because of the son Xu Jiaoran gave birth to for him.
The newborn baby was small and tender like an elf in a glass bottle. Li Zhen's heart trembled with his crying.
His eyes flashed with excitement and joy. This was not only the continuation of the royal bloodline, but also the joy brought to him by the woman he loved deeply.
The child's face was as red as a ripe apple, his eyes were closed, and his face was full of innocence and innocence.
Li Zhen had never felt so deeply that this was their common future and hope.
Listening to the child's babbling voice, as if speaking an unknown language, his heart seemed to be cleansed by the innocent voice of the child, full of warmth and sweetness. He was their child, the continuation of their bloodline.
He once hated the world and everyone, but he never imagined that one day he would love a new life so deeply and look forward to this child's future so much.
With this child, he suddenly felt that he truly had a home. He was no longer a helpless person. He had a child who was related to him by blood, and a woman he loved deeply. Li Zhen's empty heart was suddenly filled up a little.