At noon, Yueyao gave birth.
Yueyao's delivery went very smoothly. She gave birth to the first child, and soon after, the second one. Just as the Imperial Physician had predicted, both were sons.
An Zhichen looked at his two freshly born sons and muttered to himself: "Why are they so ugly?" When Kexin was born, she was fair and tender, but these two sons had wrinkled skin, resembling little old men.
Zhuang Ruolan laughed and said: "Newborns are all like this; Kexin was an exception." Although there are newborns like Kexin, they are rare.
An Zhichen was about to speak when he heard Yueyao let out a particularly miserable scream, making his hand pause, recalling many women who suffered postpartum hemorrhage, and his face turned pale.
