Chapter 7 — On the day I had a hard time giving birth, my husband hugged my sister and stood admiring the snow

That cold and serious face immediately melted away the layer of ice. He strode forward. Insert a hand warmer into the palm of your hand. Then, take advantage of the opportunity to use a large cloak to wrap me in your arms.

“Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the palace?”

“Why are you out here?”

I sadly reached out my hand to brush away the layer of snow on his shoulder. Hoac Lan bowed his head. Gently place a kiss on my forehead.

“Because I wanted to see her sooner.”

“Thanh Thu.”

“From now on.”

“No one in this world will dare to make her feel frustrated anymore.”

The bridge of my nose suddenly stings. But his eyes were filled with laughter. Spring of the second year after becoming a child. I was diagnosed with varicose veins. From the Royal Palace to Dinh Nam Vuong Palace. Everyone was overjoyed. But Hoac Lan seemed to be facing a great enemy. Scenes from past lives. When we have difficulty giving birth, there is bleeding. In despair and pain, he lost his life. It is the deepest thorn in his heart. Throughout the entire pregnancy. He refused almost all unnecessary military service. Day and night by my side. Don't leave even half a step. He spent a large amount of money. Inviting the most famous medical and gynecological god in Jiangnan. Even the midwife was welcomed into the palace very early. Every day there are secret guards closely monitoring. Just afraid of even the smallest mistake happening. The day I went into labor. Just in time for Mid-Autumn Festival. When labor pain comes. My whole body was drenched in cold sweat. The pain feels like it's tearing your body apart. Same feeling of near death as in previous life. Unable to control but rushing back all at once.

“Thanh Thu!”

“I'm here!”

Hoac Lan completely ignored the so-called rule that "men entering the delivery room are unlucky". He just rushed straight inside. He knelt on one knee at the edge of the bed. Tightly hold my hand. His eyes were red as if they were about to bleed. We are in so much pain that our consciousness gradually becomes blurred. But he could still feel his hands shaking violently. Even more scared than me.

“Hoo Lan... it hurts so much...”

I unconsciously called his name. He kept kissing the back of my hand. Tears fell down my wrists. So hot that it burns the skin.

“Thanh Thu.”

“Take a deep breath.”

“I won't let anyone hurt you again.”

“Not even God can do it!”

After several long hours filled with torment. Along with a resounding cry. In the delivery room came the happy voice of the midwife.

“Congratulations King!”

“Congratulations Princess!”

“A healthy little prince!”

I lie limply on the pillow. I just feel like my whole body has just been picked up from underwater. No bleeding. There is no despair. There is also no loneliness and no support. Only Hoac Lan is hugging me tightly. The trembling voice kept ringing in my ears. Repeat gratitude over and over.

“Thanh Thu…”

“Thank you…”

“Thank you for being safe…”

He hadn't even looked at his newly born son once. In my heart. It's all just us. I try to raise my hand. Gently caressed his cheek full of cold sweat. Smiling softly.

“What are you crying for?”

“The road is the god of war.”

“If other people see it, it will become a joke.”

Hoac Lan held my hand. Apply it to your face. In those eyes was a deep love that had gone through two reincarnations and was finally fulfilled.

“Just need her five years and months are all safe.”

“Even if my king has to be a laughing stock for the rest of his life.”

“So what's wrong?”

Outside the window. The full moon of Mid-Autumn night hangs high in the sky. The cold moonlight covers the whole world. The shadows. The pain. The regrets of two lifetimes. Finally completely disappeared. Finally, I have welcomed a perfect ending that truly belongs to me. (Completed story)