Chapter 1067: Chapter 1067: The Death of Ye Si (7)

Childbirth is so hard on women, while men only need to contribute a single seed, this isn’t fair at all.

This was Ye Qilan’s most sincere thought.

“This idea is good, after this one I won’t give birth anymore!” Su Hongxing clenched her teeth and pushed again.

With Ye Qilan’s cheering and encouragement, she seemed to regain her spirit, pulling herself back from the brink of collapse time and again.

After persisting for about another half an hour, the quiet room was filled with the loud cries of a baby.

Ye Qilan, hands trembling, cut the umbilical cord and placed the wrapped-up baby near the utterly exhausted Su Hongxing, “Amou, look, it really is a son.”

It was his and Su Hongxing’s son, their offspring, the child had finally arrived safely into this world.

Su Hongxing, weary beyond words, looked at the wrinkled little fellow, examined his features closely, and then smiled, “When this child grows up, he’ll certainly look like you.”

Daughters resemble her, sons resemble Ye Qilan, that should be right.

Ye Qilan, filled with gratitude, gently kissed Su Hongxing’s face, “You’re tired, sleep for a bit, the son will sleep by your side.”

He watched as the little one’s lips moved, probably trying to find something to eat.

Although the child was born premature, he looked spirited and healthy, showing no signs of being a preemie at all.

It was also thanks to those days in Qingmu Garden where they had taken good care of Su Hongxing’s health, ensuring there was no need for concern afterward.

Su Hongxing anxiously examined the child, making sure there was nothing amiss before she could finally relax.

Under the strain and exhaustion, she quickly fell into a deep sleep. The little one was well-behaved too, its little mouth moving trying to find something to eat. After crying out a couple of times, it fell asleep by Su Hongxing’s side.

Looking at the image of Su Hongxing and the child sleeping together, Ye Qilan’s heart swelled to the point of bursting.

This time, as long as Su Hongxing and her son could return safely to Qingmu Garden, he was willing to pay any price.

Ye Qilan didn’t dare close his eyes, glancing at Su Hongxing and then the child from time to time.

The child, all wrinkled and clearly not attractive, yet grew on him the more he looked. This was his and Su Hongxing’s second child; with Little Pudding as the precursor, this child was surely adorable as well.

Su Hongxing did not sleep long, and upon waking, she saw Ye Qilan intently watching her.

“Wouldn’t you sleep a little longer?” Ye Qilan helped Su Hongxing up, asking softly.

Su Hongxing shook her head, “I’ve got good stamina, I’m just a bit tired, everything else is okay. How, how did you get here?”

What about Age and Fu Yan?

Could it be that Ye Qilan had come here alone, without anyone else accompanying him?

Thinking of this possibility made her a bit panicky.

Before she had been preoccupied with giving birth, but now that she had given birth, the first priority was for them to leave this dreadful place safely.

“Liu Yuan sent me a message, said you were in labor and brought me over…” Ye Qilan kept it brief but made it clear that Liu Yuan had instructed him to come alone, without any backup.

He dreaded the sight of disappointment in Su Hongxing’s eyes, but she just chuckled, “That’s fine, if they had come, they would’ve disturbed our family of three; especially that nosy man Fu Yan, with his annoying chatter!”

Ye Qilan gazed deeply at Su Hongxing, although he would have rather had Su Hongxing scold him, she always understood the bigger picture, and even now, did not forget to console him.

Seeing Ye Qilan’s solemn expression, Su Hongxing laughed, “Since we’re here, let’s be content. At our age, having lived through so much, what’s there that can’t be let go?”