As time ticked by, Zhulan's face grew paler and paler.
Lady Li was terrified. She prayed that nothing would happen to her mother-in-law, as she couldn't bear to think about the scene when her father-in-law would return. Although the room wasn't very hot, Lady Li's back was soaked with sweat.
By noon, Zhulan, despite being pregnant and having no appetite, forced down a bowl of porridge.
Lady Li couldn't eat at all, her thoughts consumed by her mother-in-law.
Zhou Shuren was so worried he couldn't eat a thing, and he stood still, waiting for any news.
Zhulan couldn't sit still any longer. Finally, she heard the baby's cry, though it was very faint. Zhulan stood up, surprised and delighted, "It's born."
Lady Li collapsed into her chair, "At last, it's born."
Otherwise, she thought she might die from the stress.
The midwife, Mrs. Song, soon came out, but she wasn't holding the baby, "Congratulations to the mistress, the second wife has given birth to a daughter."
