My British Empire

  Chapter 332 An illegitimate child

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  1555, on February 16th, there was continuous light rain in London today, which made this busy city even more busy.

   However, it is gratifying that the city of London no longer sees that kind of sludge mixture flowing unscrupulously on the streets, nor does it see the black and yellow sewage flooding narrow alleys and making it impossible for people to travel.

  Of course, what makes His Majesty the king most proud is that even though it was raining in the sky, the merchants still walked in an orderly manner, urging horses, pulling carts, and carrying burdens.

  Faced with such a light rain, the vendors who cared about their interests only regarded the light rain as a sunny day, tall and wide hats, and small black umbrellas to keep the cold drizzle away.

  At this moment, our king naturally did not rest, but sat in the carriage, urging the groom to speed up.

  Laura sat securely in the corner of the carriage, looking at a book in her hand. The pages of the book were already full of wrinkles. Obviously, this young woman was serious about reading.

  Edward glanced at her helplessly. From this point of view, she seemed to be unrestrained and relaxed, but he was anxious and irritable, losing his former indifference.

  However, when he thought of the three children he was about to meet, Edward immediately became nervous and excited again.

   This is the first time in his two lifetimes that he has given birth to a child, and the feeling of continuing the offspring is really great.

   More importantly, this broke history. If he has fertility, the possibility of the entire Tudor dynasty becoming extinct will be infinitely reduced.

   This is something to be happy about.

  As for the future of the illegitimate child, Edward had a rough plan in mind. In the end, a nobleman was inevitable.

  And if there is no official heir in the future, Edward does not mind breaking the European inheritance rules, even if it offends the entire European royal family.

  Thinking of this, Edward's face couldn't help but become serious.

   "Your Majesty?" Laura on the side noticed that the king's face was a little abnormal, and quickly tilted her neck, asking tentatively.

   "Nothing!" Edward shook his head and said softly.

  Being interrupted by Laura, Edward smiled to himself. What was he thinking? Has this incident still happened? Don't worry about it.

   And observing the young king's complexion kept changing, he couldn't help but feel curious.

   What a weird guy.

  The young woman thought silently in her heart, and then threw herself into the book in her hand.

On the muddy road, several carriages were galloping faster than usual. The poor guards, braving the drizzle and wearing a layer of cowhide raincoat, rode horses to guard beside the carriages, and even controlled their mounts. It can be said that it is extremely hard work to keep the speed parallel to the carriage.

   Soon, the convoy saw the broad Thames River, and up along the Thames River was Hampton Court Palace.

   And sister Luna Lucy, and Emma are staying here.

  Compared to London, Hampton Court Palace has a beautiful environment, quiet and peaceful, which is very suitable for pregnant women to cultivate.

   Soon, the horse stepped on the wet grass and came to Hampton Court Palace quickly. Edward got off the car impatiently and walked to the palace of the three pregnant women.

   It stands to reason that in the Western tradition, there is no custom of confinement.

  However, England at this time is very different from the England of later generations. The resistance of the human body is extremely low.

  For example, Edward’s mother in this life—Jane Seymour, died of puerperal fever.

  So, under Edward Flying Pigeon’s letter, the three pregnant women lived directly in a specially remodeled house.

  It is not as tall and gorgeous as a palace, but rather simple. The biggest feature is that it is well ventilated, the air circulates smoothly, and the indoor temperature is just right.

  So, when Edward came back, he didn't go to the gorgeous and luxurious palace, but to the spacious maternity room.

  Edward took a hot bath first to wash off the bacteria and dust on his body, then changed into a comfortable piece of normal clothes, and hurried away.

  The three rooms didn't make Edward find the nearest one because of something, and walked in.

  Ignoring the serving maid, Edward walked directly into the room.

Looking at it, Lucy is lying on the white velvet bed, her eyes are fixed on the small crib next to the bed, the corners of her mouth are raised, her delicate legs are huddled in the quilt, her body is leaning, motherly The radiance filled the entire room.

   "Lucy, my little maid, how is your health?"

  Edward came to the bed in three steps and two steps, put his hands gently on her shoulders, and greeted her softly.

   "Your Majesty—" Lucy's eyes suddenly showed surprise, and the gentle feminine brilliance disappeared in an instant, and she returned to the naughty maid familiar to Edward.

   "Why did you come back? I've been waiting for a long time. Lucy misses you so much. I, I'm afraid I'll never see you again!"

  Lucy hugged Edward's neck in surprise, buried her head in Edward's arms, and said, the original joy turned into crying, and she even sobbed softly, shaking her body.

  Seeing this, Edward just patted Lucy's smooth and tender back with his right hand, and comforted her softly with his mouth in her ear.

   This was also his mistake, he misestimated the time and thus failed to be by their side.

  You must know that at this time, no matter whether it is the East or the West, having a child is no less than passing the test of life and death.

  Even if he has already arranged for disinfection, hot water, and experienced midwife, the danger is still huge.

  So, this fear of life and death is not only unique to Lucy, but also to Luna and Emma. It is possible that they will never see his face again.

   I don’t know whether his defensive measures are effective or God blesses them. All three of them gave birth smoothly, which can be described as happy.

  Edward comforted Lucy for a while, and then looked at the little people aside.

  The villain is tightly wrapped in silk, his eyes are closed, his mouth twitches from time to time, his skin is smooth and tender, and he looks very cute.

   "Lucy, his name is Henry, Henry Tudor!"

  Edward became happier the more he watched, and the joy on the corners of his brows could not be stopped, and Lucy also nestled in his arms obediently, watching her son quietly.

   "Tudor?" Lucy said with some doubts.

   "That's right, it's Henry Tudor. This is the surname he should have."

  Edward said categorically, without any hesitation.

   It's no wonder that Lucy is confused. In this era, although it is well known that nobles have mistresses, in order to maintain the so-called noble face, illegitimate children generally do not have the same surname as their biological father.

  In order to maintain the honor of the family, the nobles would even give away their illegitimate children and sever ties.