Chapter 11 — In my previous life, I saved my son. In this life, I give in to my younger sister

(EXTERNAL TO THIS 3-LIFE STORY, FINALLY SOMEONE IS WAITING FOR ME UNDER THE LIGHT) One year later. In Quy Thu Nghieu palace, from early morning it became extremely bustling. The midwives and dentists continuously carried pots of hot water in and out of the room. Outside the door, Quy Thu Nghieu wore royal clothes, her hands clasped behind her back, walking back and forth non-stop. If the court colleagues saw the current appearance of the gentleman who was always calm and collected, his words and actions were strict, I'm afraid they would be speechless. After all, this is the new Poinsettia graduate of that year, the young Royal Palace Scholar who is highly respected by His Majesty. On weekdays, even when faced with big cases that shocked the whole court, he could still respond leisurely. But today, only hearing Tiet Chi Nghi's pain coming from inside the room made his face turn pale. Several times he wanted to rush in, but was stopped by the midwife.

“Sir, there is blood in the delivery room, it is not convenient for men to enter.”

Quy Thu Nghieu stood in front of the door, her hands clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Because of too much stress, sweat continued to flow down his forehead, and even his sleeves were soaked with sweat. He looked at the closed door, his eyes filled with worry.

“I don't need any children.”

“As long as my lady is safe.”

As soon as the words came out, all the maids standing outside couldn't help but blush. Since Tiet Chi Nghi married into the Quy Palace until now, everyone has seen how much Lord Quy loves his wife. In winter, he was afraid that she would be cold, so he prepared the fireplace himself. In the summer, he was afraid that she would be hot, so he sent someone to find ice from different places and bring it to her. Every day after court, no matter how busy he was, he would return to have a meal with her. The day Tiet Chi Nghi became pregnant, he almost viewed her as a fragile treasure, even if he took a few more steps he had to be careful to catch her. No one could have imagined that a person who was once so serious that he was feared by all court officials would have such a gentle side. After a long time, the sound of a baby crying was finally heard in the room. That cry seemed to tear away all the tension in the Palace. The midwife happily walked out.

"Congratulations sir, you have given birth to a little prince."

However, the first question Quy Thu Nghieu asked was:

“How is your wife?”

The midwife was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

“The lady and the young master are both safe.”

Only then did Quy Thu Nghieu's stiff legs soften. He raised his hand to cover his red eyes, and after a while, he said softly:

“That's good.”

Standing behind, Tiet Chi Nghi's father saw this scene and couldn't help but wipe the corner of his eyes. He carefully held his grandmother in his arms. The small child closed his eyes and slept soundly, his small hand tightly holding one of his fingers. In that moment, he remembered his dream from last year. In that dream, his daughter was pushed into the abyss by her husband, holding the unborn child and sinking to the bottom of the cold lake. He was in so much pain that he woke up in the middle of the night, cold sweat drenching his whole body. Luckily. It was all just a dream. He knew it wasn't just a dream. That was the tribulation that his daughter actually went through... because he put it all together his daughter said before. Now he is fortunate to have the opportunity to see a different outcome. This time, his daughter did not have to hold a grudge and leave this world. She is cherished by the person she loves, protected by her husband, and surrounded by her children. He lowered his head to look at the child in his arms, tears slowly falling. But this time, they were no longer tears of suffering. But tears of appreciation and satisfaction. One month later. After the confinement period ended, Tiet Chi Nghi's life returned to its usual peace. That evening, it was raining lightly outside. She held the little prince in her arms, sat under the warm yellow lamp, and slowly sewed the little shirt for him. The candlelight shook, making her suddenly remember her past life. At that time, she also sat under such a lamp. It's just that at that time, she was wearing the princess's clothes, waiting for a man who failed to meet again and again. She was afraid that he would come home late and not have hot food. I'm afraid he'll get cold outside when he drinks. I'm afraid he'll get tired and have no one to take care of him. So, even though it was very late at night, she still stubbornly waited. But every time I wait, I only get coldness and disgust in return. At that moment, familiar footsteps were heard outside. The door is opened. A cold wind flowed in through the crack of the door, but was immediately stopped by Quy Thu Nghieu's tall figure. He quickly closed the door and walked quickly to her side. Seeing her still sitting under the lamp, he gently chided:

"How many times have I told you, if I come back late from court, you should rest first, you don't have to wait for me."

Tiet Chi Nghi raised her head to look at him. In those eyes there was no longer any self-pity, no more anxious waiting like in the previous life. She smiled and gently replied:

“I didn't wait for you because I was afraid you wouldn't come back.”

“I wait for you because I know you will definitely return.”

Quy Thu Nghieu's body paused slightly. Then, he bent down and gently hugged her and the child in his arms. The light in the room was still on. Outside the door, the rain was still falling. In her previous life, she jumped into a lake to save someone who was not worth saving. In this life, she stands on the shore, finally waiting for someone who is truly willing to step towards her. (FULL TEXT)