"It's out, it's out." Wen Po looked pleasantly surprised, her tense heart was finally relieved, and she hurriedly picked up the processed scissors and skillfully reduced the umbilical cord knots.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! "As soon as the little one came out, he cried very loudly.

Zhan Feng, who was fighting with Wang Fu outside, had just heard Ling'er's hoarseness, and the next second, he heard the child's loud cry.

In an instant, the mood was very complicated......

He stayed where he was until the dormitory was cleaned up, and he came back to his senses under Wang Fu's call.

After coming back to his senses, he walked quickly into the dormitory.

"Your Majesty." Caiyun, who had just changed the quilt for his mother, saw the wind of war and hurriedly saluted.

Zhan Feng's gaze directly crossed the colorful clouds and fell on the figure who was sleeping soundly on the bed at this time.

Just after giving birth, Ling'er was tired and in a coma, and her originally healthy and ruddy face was pale at this time, which was particularly pitiful. Next to her was a small man, who, unlike other newborn children, not only did he not look red and wrinkled.

On the contrary, the water is full of head, white and tender, and the mouth is pouting when sleeping, which is very cute.

Caiyun felt extremely embarrassed, because this child was not the emperor, she didn't know what to say, and she didn't dare to say anything.

It turns out that even the child she gave birth to is so beautiful, but this child is not his fighting style.

It's really ironic, I tried my best to get the beauty to my side, but I didn't know that I even brought a drag oil bottle by the way. If Yun Yanyao knew that Ling'er had given birth to his child, I am afraid that he would not give up.

No, if you can't think of any mess, this kid can only be the seed of his fighting style!

In just a moment, Zhan Feng was already thinking about a lot of things.

"Boy or girl?"

Caiyun was in a daze, and when he heard the question, he was stunned for a moment and subconsciously replied: "Ah! Back to the emperor, it is a young boy. "I bit my tongue and almost missed it.

***

On the fifteenth day of June of the lunar calendar, the queen gave birth to a little prince, gave the name Tianrui, and the whole country celebrated.

On the same day, in a smoky, fairyland-like valley of flowers.

On a cold ice jade bed surrounded by a hundred flowers, an ethereal and delicate young man lay quietly on it.

But seeing that his cheeks were ruddy, his lips were crimson, his long and thick eyelashes were the two most delicate feather fans in the world, his sword eyebrows were soft but not feminine, and his three thousand ink hairs were all scattered behind his head.

If it weren't for the fact that his chest no longer heaved to tell everyone that he had already lost his breath, everyone would have thought that he was just sleeping lightly, and the next second he would have opened his eyes.

Next to the cold jade bed, Shadow Two and Shadow Four were fanning the smoke, carefully wiping every inch of the ground.

Even if the master never wakes up again, they have not forgotten the fact that the master has a habit of cleanliness. So, they come with two people every day to clean up.

None of the two people who were buried in the floor noticed that on the cold ice jade bed, the beautiful young man who had long been cut off from life moved his fingers invisibly at this time, trembling two delicate eyelash fan.

***

Because Lan Ling'er gave birth to a dragon son, the outside world can be said to be turned upside down.

Maybe it was the words of the Queen Mother that played a certain role, Yin Yanyan did not have the same arrogant impulse as before, and came to Ling'er unhappily. She stayed in her palace honestly, raising the baby with peace of mind, and now it can be said that all the hopes of her and her family are in her belly