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In the queen's bedroom in the State of Chu, the candles flickered, casting a blood-red glow. The candlelight danced on the grand murals. The golden silk canopy above the bed gently swayed in the breeze, and all the luxury seemed distant and cold at this moment.
Imperial Physician Bai Xin stood in front of the queen's bed, holding silver needles, with a solemn expression.
Her palms were already soaked with sweat, but her movements remained steady. The faces of the maidservant and midwife behind her were filled with worry and anxiety. If the queen had an accident, this news would shake the entire palace, and they would not escape death either.
The queen asked wearily, her voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor, "Doctor, am I going to have a difficult childbirth?"
Bai Xin felt the pressure as if a huge mountain was pressing down on her shoulders. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and then replied, "Your Majesty, please rest assured, everything is under control. I will do my best to ensure the safety of both the Queen and the unborn child."
At that moment, the Queen's pain reached its peak. She tightly grasped the bedsheets, gritted her teeth, and seemed to be torn apart, as if every inch of her skin was expressing the agony.
The midwife shouted anxiously, "Your Majesty, the baby's head is about to come out! You must exert more strength to deliver this child!"
The maids also began to shake the bronze bells nervously, the clear bell sound acting as an urgent signal, quickly passing through the corridors of the royal hospital, attracting the attention of other physicians and maids.
They hurried towards the queen's chamber like a flock of doves in flight.
"Why has the queen been in labor for so long without giving birth to the child?" whispered a maid.
"I heard that if the baby's head is facing upwards instead of downwards, it will make the birth difficult and prolong the time," another maid whispered to clarify.
"Then isn't it very dangerous for the queen?" the maid said.
"This is unavoidable. Since ancient times, giving birth for women has been like passing through the gates of hell. Those who make it through give birth, those who don't, die," another maid said sorrowfully.
Imperial Physician Bai Xin suddenly ordered urgently: "golden thread and manna, quickly!"
A maid disappeared behind the door in an instant, and moments later, she returned with a delicate box and a small bottle of manna.
Bai Xin quickly placed the golden thread under the queen and then used manna to wet the cloth.
"Prepare for childbirth. One, two, three, push!" Bai Xin shouted loudly, her throat almost bursting. The pressure in the delivery room was immense, and the candles flickered in every corner.
The queen gritted her teeth, every sinew in her body standing out, the full force of her being concentrated in this moment.
After painful groans and struggles, finally, the cry of a baby resonated through the palace like the climax of a symphony.
Imperial Physician Bai Xin's heart seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, tears and smiles both showing on his face.
Bai Xin instructed his assistant to carefully wrap the baby with golden thread and then handed it over to the maid Feng Yan.
"Your Majesty, look, this is your child," the maid handed the baby Feng Yan to the queen.
The queen weakly reached out her hand, took the baby, and revealed a delicate smile. Then her gaze rested on the baby's eyes - purple, like a deep pool of water.
The heart is heavy, as the queen of the The tribe of Shaman Gods tribe, despite her own poor physical condition, she used secret techniques, and a faint blue totem appeared on her forehead. When she opened her eyes again, a gray shadow had covered them, dimming her gaze.
The queen sighed deeply. "Is that so? It turns out that I have been chosen by fate. It's a pity that our mother-daughter bond is so short-lived. I won't have the chance to see you grow up safely."
She gazed into her daughter's eyes, those pair of purple pupils, transparent like clear spring water, shining like a rare gem embedded in the night sky, not only with the deep purple of the sunset glow, but also glowing in the darkness.
"Daughter, your eyes are truly captivating, beautiful like the purple glow of a sunset, let's call you Zhi Li."
As soon as the conversation ended, the next moment, the queen's condition took a turn for the worse. Her face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and even a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"The queen has lost too much blood! Quick, bring the pain-relieving and blood-activating pill!" Bai Xin's face turned pale in an instant as he shouted.
Maid Shue Chen rushed back like an arrow and handed over the pain-relieving medicine. Bai Xin acted quickly and immediately stuffed the medicine into the empress's mouth.
But everything was already too late.
The queen's eyes became increasingly blurry, and she looked at Imperial Physician Bai Xin with a gentle smile.
Bai Xin's expression instantly became serious, and he quickly instructed the maid Feng Yan to put down the baby, then tried to steady the queen's body.
The queen knew that time was running out. She grasped Feng Yan's hand tightly and said, "Feng Yan, I don't have much time left. Zhi Li... Zhi Li, she..."
"Your Highness, please conserve your strength. Don't speak anymore," Feng Yan tried to steady his emotions, but his voice already carried a hint of sadness and trembling.
The queen's eyes flashed with determination, "Feng Yan, Shue Chen, as the princess of the Shaman tribe, I command you to protect Zhi Li at all costs!"
The maidservants Feng Yan and Shue Chen came forward to hold the queen's hand, their gaze determined, "We will obey Princess Xuanji's final order and swear to protect the Purple Glass Princess with our lives."
As the empress closed her eyes, the light of life extinguished, and the entire palace fell into silence.
Imperial Physician Bai Xin gritted his teeth, stood up, and said to the maids and guards, "Go report to the emperor that the empress has passed away, giving birth to a daughter, the Purple Glass Princess."
The maids and guards, upon hearing this, showed expressions of sorrow and surprise on their faces, but soon regained their composure and left as instructed.
Bai Xin turned to look at the baby Zhi Li placed on the side, with a look of deep thought and unknown doubt in her eyes.
Purple pupils, what does this mean? She took a deep breath and decided to keep it all to herself.
At that moment, the doors of the palace were urgently pushed open, and the emperor hurried in with an anxious expression.
Imperial Physician Bai Xin Immediately knelt down, "Your Majesty, the Empress has safely given birth to a princess, but... she... unfortunately, has passed away."
A complex and indiscernible emotion flashed across the Emperor's face for a moment, ultimately solidifying into deep anguish. He stared at the imperial physician in shock, his face instantly turning pale, seemingly unable to accept this tragic reality. He staggered towards the Empress, embracing her cold body with profound grief.
The emperor's eyes revealed endless sorrow, and his voice hoarsely asked, "Where is the princess? Let me see her."
Imperial Physician Bai Xin's expression appeared complex and hesitant, and he hesitated to answer. Finally, he spoke, "The princess, she has rare purple eyes, which is an extremely rare occurrence."
The emperor furrowed his brow and asked in surprise, "Purple eyes? What's going on?"
"Your Majesty, we cannot explain it at the moment. But according to the ancient prophecy of the Shaman tribe, this may herald a great upheaval that is about to come."
The entire hall was suddenly shrouded in a heavy and tense atmosphere. The queen's passing and the new princess's unusually purple eyes plunged the once magnificent palace into an unprecedented crisis.
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