Chi Can was dragged along by Li Guangwen and, from afar, could see two figures, one large and one small, under the corridor.

Both the large and small figures sat on little stools, heads slightly tilted forward, yet their backs remained perfectly straight—their postures were remarkably identical.

Chi Can inexplicably found this amusing and called out loudly: “Tingyuan—”

The tall figure stiffened slightly, then turned around abruptly.

The small one turned around as well.

Seeing it was Chi Can, Shao Mingyuan’s eyes burst with joyful light. He strode over and raised his hand to strike Chi Can’s palm: “Shixi, so it’s you!”

“I waited for you for quite a while,” Chi Can grumbled with dissatisfaction, then his gaze moved down to Ze Ge’er’s face and sighed: “Your son really looks like you.”

The corner of Shao Mingyuan’s mouth twitched.

Hitting where it hurts!

“Ze Ge’er, this is your Uncle Chi.”

Ze Ge’er looked up seriously: “Hello, Uncle Chi.”

Chi Can casually pulled off the double-fish jade pendant hanging from his waist and stuffed it into Ze Ge’er’s hands: “Take this—Uncle’s meeting gift for you.”

The jade pendant was of excellent quality, so green it could drip water, clearly valuable at first glance.

Ze Ge’er was still young and didn’t understand the quality of objects, but he carefully tucked it into his chest and thanked him earnestly: “Thank you for Uncle Chi’s gift.”

“Ahem—” Li Guangwen, seeing his son-in-law had ignored him, coughed loudly.

“Father-in-law, you’ve arrived,” Shao Mingyuan hurried to pay his respects.

“How long has Zhaozhao been inside?” Li Guangwen asked, looking toward the delivery room entrance.

“For a while now. As soon as Zhaozhao went into labor, I sent someone to inform you.”

Li Guangwen’s brows knitted into a 川 character: “There shouldn’t be any problems, right?”

“The Divine Physician says this is the second child—it should go more smoothly than the first,” Shao Mingyuan hurried to comfort his father-in-law, as well as himself.

“Who said that?” Li Guangwen became even more worried upon hearing this.

His first wife had died in difficult labor while giving birth to their second child. Saying the second birth was easier than the first—that was all lies!

The more Li Guangwen thought about it, the more worried he became. Spotting Physician Li, he hurried over: “Divine Physician, Zhaozhao will be fine, right?”

Physician Li was already tired of answering this question and said lazily, “No problems.”

“But the fetal position—”

“Very proper!”

“What if it changes?”

Physician Li rolled his eyes: “Just examined her—the fetal position can’t change, the fetus won’t be too large, and it won’t stubbornly refuse to come out. Is there anything else you want to ask?”

Li Guangwen: “…” Physician Li was so thoughtful, having said everything he wanted to ask—what more could he say?

“That’s good then,” Li Guangwen rubbed his face and laughed dryly.

At this moment, a childish voice piped up: “Bring two little stools for Grandfather and Uncle Chi.”

A moment later, several people sat in a row in the corridor.

Chi Can whispered to Shao Mingyuan: “You have quite a supply of little stools.”

“Enough to go around.”

Soon, He Shi and Second Madam Liu Shi arrived. Seeing a circle of grown men sitting in the corridor outside the delivery room, they became angry. He Shi’s willow eyebrows shot up: “What are you all sitting here for?”

After speaking, her eyebrows curved into a smile as she said sweetly to Physician Li: “Divine Physician, please sit—I wasn’t talking about you.”

Led by Li Guangwen, several men sheepishly stood up.

“Mother-in-law, I’ll first lead father-in-law and the others to sit in the flower hall.”

“I’m not leaving,” Li Guangwen said unhappily.

His daughter was giving birth—why should he leave?

“Grandmother, Ze Ge’er doesn’t want to leave either.” Ze Ge’er blinked and reached out his little hands toward He Shi.

He Shi’s heart immediately softened. She glared at Li Guangwen, bent down to pick up Ze Ge’er, and coaxed: “Then Ze Ge’er will stay with Grandmother.”

Chi Can silently touch his nose.

Since everyone was staying, he certainly didn’t want to sit alone in the flower hall.

Wait, it seemed like he’d forgotten something.

Chi Can frowned and thought for a long while before suddenly realizing: Oh no, he’d left his sister in the front flower hall!

“Tingyuan, I need to go to the front for a moment—”

“Big brother—” A thin girl’s voice came through.

Chi Can breathed a sigh of relief: “Good that you’re here.”

This wasn’t the right time to introduce Chi Jiao to Shao Mingyuan and the others—everyone’s heart was hanging on those two tightly closed doors.

Past noon, the sunlight gradually dimmed, and the golden fragments scattered on the redwood floor lessened considerably. Just as people’s hearts began to grow restless, a loud baby’s cry rang out.

Everyone was overjoyed and couldn’t help taking two steps toward the delivery room entrance.

Soon, a midwife came out carrying a swaddled baby, beaming with joy: “Congratulations, Your Highness! The Princess Consort has blessed you with a daughter!”

Ze Ge’er tugged at Shao Mingyuan’s sleeve: “Father, is ‘daughter’ a little brother or little sister?”

Shao Mingyuan had no time to pay attention to his son and hurried toward the entrance.

“Your Highness, you can’t go in!” The midwife blocked Shao Mingyuan, who was about to rush inside.

“Move aside!” Shao Mingyuan commanded coldly.

Zhaozhao had given birth—of course, he had to go in and comfort her.

“Your Highness, you really can’t go in—there’s still another one in the Princess Consort’s belly!”

“What?” As the midwife handed the baby to a wet nurse who had been waiting nearby and slammed the delivery room door shut with a bang, Shao Mingyuan stood stunned like a wooden chicken.

“What?” Li Guangwen jumped up as well.

Shao Mingyuan awakened as if from a dream and rushed to Physician Li: “Divine Physician, Zhao, Zhaozhao has, has an extra one in her belly!”

“What do you mean by an extra one? It was always twins,” Physician Li said with serene indifference.

Shao Mingyuan looked confused: “How did I not know?”

Physician Li was even calmer: “Uh, because I didn’t tell you.”

For a moment, Shao Mingyuan’s expression was complex beyond words.

Li Guangwen couldn’t help asking: “Divine Physician, since my daughter was carrying twins, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Physician Li glanced at the row of little stools under the corridor, stroked his beard, and said: “If I’d said so earlier, I was afraid of being pestered so much I couldn’t sleep every day.”

Without saying anything, they already had so many questions—if these people had known early on that the girl Zhao was carrying twins, his life would have been unbearable.

He Shi and the others had already surrounded the newborn baby, discussing it with joy.

“This child looks like Zhaozhao.”

“The eyebrows are like the Prince’s, with a heroic air.”

Shao Mingyuan panicked upon hearing this.

What? A little girl with eyebrows like his? No way, he had to take a look.

Shao Mingyuan strode into the adjacent open room to peer inside.

Ze Ge’er, following at his feet, anxiously grabbed his father’s pants: “Father, I want to see little sister, I want to see little sister.”

Shao Mingyuan’s large hand rubbed his son’s head as he picked up the little one, taking the opportunity to pat his little bottom.

This little rascal had almost pulled his father’s pants down—he really couldn’t go a day without discipline.

Father and son finally got to see the baby.

Perhaps because she was a twin, the baby looked very delicate, reminding Ze Ge’er of the crystal goose in his small study.

Ze Ge’er thought worriedly: Indeed, little sister couldn’t be hit—this was truly troubling.

In just the blink of an eye, another congratulatory call came from outside: “Congratulations, Your Highness! The Princess Consort has given birth to another young master!”

Another young master?

Ze Ge’er instantly stopped worrying.