Thinking of Lu Liangwei's unusually large stomach, Long Qingzhi could not help feeling anxious too, and she prayed silently for Weiwei and her child's safety.
The courtyard outside the brightly lit Grand Phoenix Palace was packed with people, all too scared to make a sound.
Just when Long Yang was close to barging in after what seemed like forever, a loud cry finally dispelled the tension in the courtyard.
Long Yang's pacing came to a halt, and as he stood in front of the door, he could not help going dazed for a moment.
"Her Highness has given birth…" Zhu Yu was the first to cry out, and she threw her arms around Chu Jiu in joy.
Chu Jiu gradually loosened her grip on her sword and hugged her back, a small smile appearing on her indifferent face.
Long Qingzhi came back to her senses and smiled at Long Yang. "Did you hear that, Brother? Weiwei's given birth."
