The entire delivery process lasted for an hour and a half. The woman fainted several times, and Feng Yuheng woke up with injections. At the critical moment, she cut the cervix with scissors, which finally helped the woman give birth to a baby girl successfully.

The woman was very weak, but the baby was very healthy. A cry at birth resounded through the sky, adding a touch of life to the originally dead atmosphere.

An old woman came up to help wrap the baby, and someone came forward to take care of the woman who had just given birth. Feng Yuheng gave the woman an infusion and explained the principle of the infusion in the confused eyes of everyone.

Someone recognized her and asked tentatively: "Are you Princess Ji'an?"

The northern border is too far from the capital, and under the deliberate control of Duanmu Anguo, the people's lives are very closed. Most of the people's life activities are within the Three Realms, and at most they can go to Bian'an County to take a walk, so they have very little understanding of the Central Plains.

But there will always be people coming and going, such as merchants, and officials from other provinces who came to visit Duanmu Anguo. After a while, the reputation of the miraculous doctor Princess Ji'an has been heard. Although her reputation is not as great as Songkang, she is a princess after all, and her status sounds very overwhelming.

Seeing someone asking, Feng Yuheng nodded and said bluntly: "That's right." As he spoke, his subordinates did not stop and looked at the infusion container from time to time, fearing that the weather would be too cold to freeze the medicine.

When people saw that she admitted it, they also became happy and smiled and said to the woman who had just given birth: "You are so blessed! I have to deliver you personally to the princess of a country. This is a blessing that I can't cultivate in a lifetime."

The woman didn't look very happy, she was very weak, but she kept looking at the child with love in her eyes.

The old woman holding the child said, "He is a very beautiful little girl, she is very similar to you."

How could a person who can be chosen as the concubine of the Dong? After hearing that she was a daughter, the woman's face, which was not very good-looking, became a little darker, and she kept murmuring: "Why is it a daughter? Why is it a daughter? In this northern border, she shouldn't have a daughter!" She said while crying, "A girl is at most thirteen years old. After she was thirteen years old, she would enter the Winter Palace and suffer all kinds of humiliation. It is better not to have a daughter."

Feng Yuheng told her: "No, don't worry, the winter palace in Duanmu Anguo has sinked. From now on, no one will catch a woman as a concubine. In the future, women will be free, grow freely to their age, and then marry their beloved man. I promise you that your daughter will definitely live a good life."

A trace of light flashed in the woman's eyes. It was obviously Feng Yuheng's words that made her see a glimmer of hope. However, a sentence that came immediately completely knocked back the hope that had just risen.

Someone said: "Hurry and burn this child to death! Or you sank into the ice lake, so you can't let her live in the world!"

Everyone was stunned by this sentence, and someone could quickly realize what this sentence meant. Therefore, most of the people who had previously united and participated in the rescue of people were boiling, and they changed their previous joy and shouted loudly: "Yes! Burn her to death! She is the daughter of Duanmu Anguo! It is absolutely impossible to let her live in this world!"

When it comes to Duanmu Anguo, most of the people in Songzhou hate him to the core. The girls who had not yet had enough hair were sent to the Winter Palace one by one. The tax was reduced, but the girls who were too young could not withstand the harm. Many girls were sent in less than half a year and were carried out again. The dead concubine Dong's family was no longer qualified to enjoy the tax exemption. Their lives were still as difficult as before, and they also lost a daughter.

Not all parents are greedy for money, and only a few people sell their daughters for glory. Most of them are unwilling to let their daughters enter the Winter Palace. But they can't resist the arrival of the governor's palace to catch people. How many girls refuse to obey and die at the door of their homes? How many young men are watching their beloved girl be harmed by an old man.

People's hatred for Duanmu Anguo is deeply buried in their hearts. They dare not reveal it before. Now that Duanmu Anguo is defeated, he sinks into the Winter Palace, and Dashun's soldiers rushed into the city. People are finally no longer afraid. But Duanmu Anguo has run away without a shadow, and there is no venting. Now a child from Duanmu Anguo suddenly appears, how can people let go?

Someone said: "If this child is alive, he will definitely avenge her in the future."

Someone else said: "Duanmu Anguo harmed our daughter, and now his daughter is right in front of us. Let's burn her to death and avenge the children!"

For a moment, the crowd was in anger, and some people even rushed up to grab the child from the old woman on the spot. The old woman was so scared that she hid behind Feng Yuheng, and the soldiers surrounding her immediately raised their spears and stopped the person outside.

People couldn't rush in, and soon, a series of shouts came, with the same content: "Burn her to death! Burn her to death!"

The child seemed to be able to understand, and his crying became louder and louder, and finally he cried hoarsely.

Feng Yuheng stood there, and was a little helpless. The child he had finally saved was also a living life. Although it was the blood of Duanmu Anguo, what was wrong with a newborn child? She couldn't watch the child be burned to death.

She looked at Xuan Tianming and wanted him to make an idea, but at this moment, the hem of her clothes was gently pulled down. She looked down at the woman who had just given birth. The woman pointed at the child and cast a begging look at her.

Feng Yuheng understood her meaning and immediately signaled the old woman to carry the child to the woman. The originally weak person seemed to immediately reply to anger after taking the child, with a smile on his face and his complexion improved.

Feng Yuheng thought, this is a manifestation of maternal love? This is the most normal reaction of mothers when they see their children? She also felt this joy in Yao's place, but when Yao hugged Zi Rui, she was more polite to her, like an outsider.

The woman hugged the child tightly, kissed her for a while, and pinched her face for a while, and loved her very much. The child was also very pleasing, and she immediately stopped crying and grinned, causing the people who had previously shouted that they wanted to burn her to death to feel a little unbearable.

Feng Yuheng sighed lightly, looked up and saw Xuan Tianming coming from the outside of the crowd, so he walked forward to meet him. As soon as the two of them had just walked to the same place, they heard a sudden "ah" scream behind them, followed by the sound of people gasping in collective air conditioning.

She quickly turned around and looked at it. It didn't matter. Even she couldn't help but be shocked. But she saw that the woman had a ferocious face, holding the child with one hand and pinching the child's neck with the other hand, her fingers were so strong that her joints were white. The baby girl who was still smiling in her mother's arms before was no longer silent, her little face turned blue, her eyes wide open, her little mouth was still half open, and her face was full of pain.

She quickly stepped forward and snatched the child, but immediately realized that the child was dead. The newborn baby was extremely weak. The adult woman pinched her hard, and almost instantly broke her neck and her throat. Feng Yuheng stared at the child, and then looked at the woman. She had no way to connect the person who had shown her maternal love to the child before and the crazy woman now.

Xuan Tianming didn't want Feng Yuheng to hold a dead baby all the time, so he immediately ordered someone to pick up the child. Feng Yuheng kept shaking his head at the woman, looking confused. He even heard her say to the woman: "I can protect this child, why are you doing?"

The woman also shook her head, put away her hideousness, and put on a look of pain and despair. She said, "What's the use of you being able to keep it? Can you keep one? Can you keep ten or hundreds? There are countless pregnant concubines in the Winter Palace, and I even feel that even Duanmu Anguo herself doesn't know how much blood he has. Anyway, the Dongfei comes into the palace one by one, and the children are born one by one, but I don't know whether they are dead or alive in this disaster. You can't raise so many children, let alone save them, even if they are only half saved, there will be a lot of them. Those are the blood of Duanmu Anguo. They are right, sooner or later, it's better to die or die."

The woman cried bitterly as she spoke. She looked at the child and cried so hard that the world was moved.

Feng Yuheng sighed helplessly, these Dong concubines are still children, so how can they afford to be mothers? Getting married at a young age is a tragedy caused by the times.

Xuan Tianming also felt the same way. He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers: "Continue digging, how much can you save, it counts as much as you can."

The rescue lasted for three days and three nights. Zhao Tianqi, the governor of Guanzhou, was dug out the next night, but fortunately he was slightly injured. Fu Ya's parents showed their heads on the third morning, but they had been dead for a long time, even if Feng Yuheng was unable to save them.

After three days and three nights of rescue, not many people were alive, and none of the Dong concubines who were pregnant with Duanmu Anguo's children survived.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, Songkang and others who stayed in Guanzhou arrived, just in time to help Feng Yuheng.

After receiving treatment from Songkang, Zhao Tianqi took the initiative to deal with Songzhou after the war with a wounded leg. He was a local official. Although he had been appointed in Guanzhou, fortunately he often traveled to Songzhou. The people were relatively familiar with him and had a good impression of him. It was relatively smooth to accept it.

Feng Yuheng and Song Kang took all the military doctors and the local practitioners in Songzhou to devote themselves to the treatment of refugees. No matter what their identity was, no matter why they were buried under the Winter Palace, no matter whether they were enemies or friends, anyone who was rescued was given the same treatment.

The soldiers put the camp tent in place and rushed into the pit to save people in a different shift. The Winter Palace is so big that there are more than 2,000 people buried in it. From the day I started, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng almost didn't close their eyes. Sometimes people just saw Princess Ji'an sitting among the pile of patients and drooping his head. The ninth prince stepped forward to pick up the person and sent it to the tent, but she woke up immediately when she touched her, and then went back to the treatment without saying a word.

On the seventh day, Xuan Tianming announced that the digging and rescue was completely terminated. At this time, even those who were rescued were dead, so it was better to bury them on the spot. The gold, silver and treasures dug out of the Winter Palace were also announced to be equally distributed to every person in the three northern provinces.
Chapter completed!