As soon as Jiusheng's body weakened, he was about to fall to the ground.

Thanks to Yingzheng's quick eyes, he caught him in time.

Ying Zheng ignored the wounds on his body, immediately picked up the unconscious Jiusheng by the waist, and quickly ordered: "Immediately call all the imperial doctors over!" ”

Zhao Gao immediately took the order and left.

Ying Zheng hurried to the apse with Jiusheng in his arms and put him on the bed.

I saw that his face was pale, there was no trace of blood on his lips, and his lower body was still bleeding, and after a while, the blood soaked most of the bed.

Ying Zheng felt himself trembling.

He held Jiusheng's hand tightly hanging by the bed, stared at Jiusheng's cold sweaty face, and couldn't say a word.

Jiusheng suddenly woke up and muttered, "Pain...... It hurts......"

Ying Zheng stroked his face, and he heard his trembling voice say, "Be good, bear with me, it won't hurt for a while." ”

"Ying Zheng ......" Jiusheng turned his head to look at him, a tear broke out of the corner of his eye, and it happened to hit his hand, "Why?" Why...... To do this to me? I hate you, I hate you so much, but I hate ...... more Myself. I'm ...... I hate you so much, but I ...... I can't bear to kill you. Yingzheng, kill me, please, kill me, I don't want to ...... I don't want to be so miserable anymore...... Live, I don't want to be so bitter anymore, please, kill me, kill me......"

Ying Zheng kissed his cold lips and said astringently: "The widow will not let you die, never." ”

At this moment, Zhao Gao led a group of imperial doctors to arrive.

When the imperial doctors saw the description of Jiusheng, their hearts were all in shock.

Ying Zheng stood up, gave up the position next to Jiusheng, and said coldly: "The child doesn't matter, if there is anything wrong with the adults, none of you want to get out alive." ”

The imperial physicians were frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to inspect, and after a while, they said: "King Qiyu, Gongzi, this is a premature image, but ...... Kechen and the others have never taken over for a man, so I really don't know what to do......"

Ying Zheng was about to get angry, but Tingzhu hurriedly ran in from outside and said, "Great King, the envoy of Wei said that he knows how to deliver babies for men. ”

Ying Zheng immediately said: "Please!" ”

Not long after, the envoy of Wei State rushed over, and Ying Zheng said: "Long Yangjun, do you really know how to deliver a man?" ”

The envoy of Wei, who was called Longyang Jun, said, "Yes, Great King. ”

Jiusheng's life was at stake, and Ying Zheng didn't have time to delve into why he understood, so he just said, "Then let's start." ”

Long Yangjun didn't delay, and said directly: "I need a sharp short knife, a basin of hot water, and a pair of needles and threads." ”

Ying Zheng immediately said: "Hurry up and prepare!" ”

Long Yangjun continued: "I still need you all to go out, there can only be me and that son in this room." ”

"No way!" Ying Zheng refused and said, "The widow must be by his side." ”

"If there was a third person in this room, I would never have delivered him a baby." Long Yangjun did not back down and said: "The king is guarding here, it is useless, not to mention that the king is also seriously injured, it is better to let these imperial doctors bandage the king." ”

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, and said coldly: "If he dies at your hands, the widow will definitely set foot on the Wei State and slaughter the Wei royal family." ”

Long Yangjun smiled slightly and said, "The minister believes that the king has such strength. ”

Ying Zheng took one last look at Jiusheng, who was unconscious on the bed, turned around and left, and everyone followed.

Long Yangjun came to the edge of the bed and sat down, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from Jiusheng's forehead, and said in a low voice: "Guanlan, my child, how could you end up in the Qin Palace?" ”

Jiusheng opened his eyes, but he couldn't close them, and he just kept crying out in pain.

Long Yangjun stroked his face and comforted him gently: "Don't be afraid, I will save you, you will never be fine." ”

As soon as the words fell, Green Branch and Tingzhu came in with all the things that Long Yangjun needed.

They put their things at the head of the bed and looked at Jiusheng a few more times before retreating again.

Seeing them come out, Zhao Gao hurriedly asked, "What's the situation inside?" ”

The two glanced at each other, and the green branch said: "The slave maid looked at the son's face was terrifyingly white, not very good. ”

Zhao Gao turned around to look at Ying Zheng, only to see that his robe was half-faded, his eyes were closed, and he was asking the imperial doctor to bandage his wounds.

No one dared to speak out anymore.

The whole palace fell into a deathly silence.

For a long time, a terrible cry tore through the heavy silence.

Yingzheng Huo Ran opened his eyes and looked at the shaking bead curtain.

That's where the shouts come from.

Immediately after, there was another sound.

Another bang.

One is more miserable than the other, and the other is more painful than the other.

Ying Zheng clenched his fists, every inch of muscle on his body tensed, and he resisted the urge to break in.

The Imperial Physician Ling, who was bandaging his wounds, wanted him to relax, but after glancing at Yingzheng's face at the moment, he didn't say anything.

Suddenly, amid a scream of pain, a loud baby cry rang out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a little joy appeared on their faces, and they looked at the beaded curtain expectantly.

But no one came out of there.

The baby cried incessantly, but the mournful cry sounded again.

What's going on?

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

At this time, the imperial physician ordered Ying Zheng to bandage his wounds, and Zhao Gao hurriedly stepped forward to arrange Ying Zheng's robes.

The imperial physician ordered: "The son is eight months pregnant, but his belly is unusually big, and now it seems that Xu is pregnant with twins." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another cry came from inside, but it was much weaker than the previous one.

However, Long Yangjun still did not come out.

Jiusheng's cries had gradually weakened, muffled by the baby's cry, and were almost inaudible.

Ying Zheng's underwear was soaked with sweat.

He sat there calmly, his face cold as ice, and he didn't look any different from Plain Sori.

But only he knew that he was shaking.

He's afraid.

He was afraid that Jiusheng would die.

He had never been so scared in his life.

His heart shrank in fear, like a coward.

The baby's cry kept ringing out, and he was distracted.

He only cares about one question: whether Jiusheng is still alive or not.

He only needs nine to live, and he doesn't care.

He already has many children, not to mention, he doesn't like children at all.

The reason why he has expectations for this child is only because this child is conceived in nine lives.

If this child killed Jiusheng, he would strangle him with his own hands.

Except for the cry or the cry, Jiusheng was completely silent.

Ying Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, Huo Ran stood up and walked quickly indoors.

At this moment, Long Yangjun opened the bead curtain and walked out, covered with blood.

Ying Zheng used all his strength to control his voice from trembling, "What about him?" ”

Long Yangjun said with a tired smile: "Congratulations to the king, five new sons have been added." ”

Hearing this, everyone was shocked.

Five sons?!

Oh my God, you heard me right, right? This...... How is this possible?

Ying Zheng didn't seem to hear it, and said coldly: "What about him? ”

Long Yangjun smiled, was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm still alive." ”